True Love? |Professor Wilbur x Professor Quackity |

𝖬𝖾𝖾𝗍.

𝖳𝖧𝖨𝖱𝖣 𝖯𝖤𝖱𝖲𝖮𝖭 𝖯𝖮𝖵
𝖶𝗂𝗅𝖻𝗎𝗋 was sat in his new classroom, setting things up. He was definitely not used to getting up this early quite yet. Especially with the large time change between London and America, he was jet-lagged to say the least. It was the first day of school, though, so he had to be on the top of his game. English wasn't exactly a difficult subject to teach, but it depended on the kids. His biggest vice at the moment was iced coffee. Meaning he had to get up extra early every morning to suffice his habit. That's what he was working on currently. Getting his energy up so he could begin planning his lesson before kids showed up.

Quackity was just walking around the school, until he saw wilbur , he wondered if he was a new teacher because he has never seen him before. He decided to walk into wilburs classroom. He stood still, and thought how to greet himself." Hello , im uhm- Professor Quackity, how about you?"

Wilbur had his head in his hands when he heard the voice, immediately sitting up. He picked his glasses up and slid them on. "Hi. Uh, professor Wilbur. It's nice to meet you." He sat up in his chair so he could reach across the desk and shake his hand. "Sorry, I'm incredibly tired," he chuckled.

''Its alright'' , he would also chuckle, he shook his hand politely ''wanna be friends, i mean im sure we will see each other in the staff room.''

"Yeah, of course. I would love that. Uh, what time do they usually start showing up?" He sat back in his chair, writing a couple things down in his planner. "A but unfair that they made the british bloke the English teacher, huh?" He joked, mostly to himself.

He would smile. "Hm about quarter past seven , or half eight" . He would lean on the desk, trying to get a good look on what Wilbur was writing . "What are you writing there? Mr soot?''"It kinda looks like a girls writing it." He would wander around the classroom, admiring at how nice it looks. He thought 𝘸𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘶𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝘪𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘦 ! . He realised that something had been ripped off of the display , so he looked for a stapler ( which he luckily found) and started to staple the display , so it isnt torn apart anymore.
(The small handwriting what looks cursive is what he is thinking btw , dont get messed up with thinking that hes saying it. Look out for the speech marks , bc i might change the fonts once and a while!)

"Just planning stuff. Getting my day together so I know what I'm doing." He looked up at the comment, chuckling. "Thank you? I think." He watched him pick up the stapler and fix the poster. "Oh, thank you. I didn't even realize. It's a lot of responsibility having a whole classroom to myself," he smiled.

He would smile. "No probs! Youre lucky because ive never actually fixed anybodys displays before! You should let me be ur teaching assistant for a few days !""Oh also im a spanish teacher" he would chuckle in embarrassment a little bit.Thinking that Wilbur didnt think he would be a spanish teacher. He would look at wilbur. Slightly blushing. Ofc he was a simp, i mean who isnt?!

Will perked up at that. "That'd actually be great. As long as you don't have a class. This is definitely gonna take some getting used to." He smiled, raising his eyebrows. "I never would've guessed that. You're fluent, then?" He was genuinely curious, leaning back against his chair as he took a sip of his coffee.

He would nod. "Im actually off today ! My students are getting taught by professor dream!"He would see the kids walk in to the classrom. He would walk up to wilbur, and whisper " you didnt tell me ur students were that tall!"

"Well then I'd love to have you. Pull up a chair." He continued planning out his day until students walked in, casually saying good morning. He laughed at that. "I guarantee you I'm taller."

"Stand up then!" "Youre probably taller than me!" Hmph-. He would sit down on the chair that he had pulled out for.

"In a minute." He chuckled, finishing his planning. As soon as the bell rung, he glanced to Quackity before standing up. He introduced himself to the class and began his lesson.

He was very shocked. He probably thought he was about 6'6 approximately. Once wilbur got out of his seat , he sat in wilburs seat and looked at his calendar. He started to write on the date, tomorrow, 'going to quackitys house , *****'. He would look at wilbur and chuckle. All of the class would be pointing to him(quackity). "¿qué hice mal? los estudiantes continúen con su trabajo no escribí nada, todo lo que hice fue sentarme en la silla de su maestro" he would say.
(The stars are the address btw)
Wilbur continued the lesson until he saw all of them pointing. He looked at Quackity curiously, unsure what he just said. He slowly turned back to the class and continued his lesson until he had them do independent work. "What did you do?" He asked when he came back over.

He smiled. "Nothing!" He would hide wilburs calendar so he couldnt see it. He would dig his head in his knees, having his feet on the chair

Will sat down in the other chair, gently pushing Quackity's arms out of the way. He read what it said and smiled, shaking his head. "You could've just asked."

"Sorry!"