Dsmp Little Space (Agere) ffs

No! Don't touch that!

Little: Wilbur
Caretaker: Quackity

Author's POV:
Quackity has noticed Wilbur acting strange for the past week, he generally looked over worked, and like he was fighting his brain. What Quackity didn't know was Wilbur was fighting off his brain. Not like he expected though..

Wilbur had been so busy with everything, that he was generally overwhelmed. He was tired, and constantly in pain, he just wanted to slip into little space, and be held by Quackity. Wilbur kept telling himself to stop because it was childish, and he though Quackity would think it was dumb, but One day Wilbur ran in, and Quackity was busy talking to Charlie. Quackity immediately saw the taller man crying and it secretly broke his heart. "Charlie we will talk later.." he rushed Charlie out of the room and ran to Wilbur's side. The last time he could remember feelings that wasn't just serious, was probably from Ghostbur and before he died. Quackity saw him finally break, and he feels bad.

Wait.. he's heard of something like this before.. He had walked in on Ranboo doing it once, and felt bad, and Tubbo had explained it. Wilbur looked small, like Ranboo did, but neither of them are tiny in height, but he looked small.. like emotionally..

Quackity's POV:
I hug Wil, and hum, and fluff his hair, just like my mom used to do for me when I was younger. Maybe I should see if he responds to a little name.. "..hey buddy.." I get a small reaction, of him hugging me. This really hurts my heart. I then pull the tall baby into my lap, and hold him till he falls asleep.

" goodnight My sweet little one.. goodnight.." I say and lay him in our bed, laying next to him.

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