Before we get into the story the picture isn't mine credits to the original artist. Plus this is what q kinda looks like. (Sorry if you can't see the picture I am trying to fix it)
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Quackitys POV:
"Oh I didn't know you liked flowers." I said trying to sound surprised trying to hide my angered tone.
Wilbur stood there looking at the little kit in my right hand and then looked right into my eyes looking like he's trying to ask me something. "Ey, i asked you something. Answer me!"
"What's in your hands, ducky?" Wilbur said softly walking to me. "Non of your fucking business. And don't call me ducky it's really fuckin' weird."I said annoyed.
Wilbur's POV:
I walk towards quackity and when I got close enough he stepped back trying to keep some distance. "Don't like me, ay?" "Of corse not! You blew up my fucking city! And I have absolutely nothing but this garden!" Quackity yelled at me sounding like he's on the urge of tears.
Quackity threw the book at my chest thinking he had hurt me and some kind of way but I was unaffected.
"Hey how about we just sit down, okay?"i try
to fix the situation. "Fuck no. You leave here now! I don't want you to ruin my life anymore. Good bye wilbur soot."
"Hey hey-" I got cut off suddenly by yelling. "NO GET THE FUCK AWAY WILBUR. GOOD BYE." I flinched slightly at the smaller yelling. My ears rung or, more on the urge of bleeding. My ears were extremely sensitive from the war and the bombing. "Fine! Fine! I'll go. But this won't be the only time you'll see me here."
Quackitys POV:
Oh this man gets on my nerves easily. I shoved him away trying to make him fall over but it only made him step back.
"I said I'm going! Damn it seems like you don't want me to leave now" Wilbur said sounding like he's trying to flirt. "I want you to leave. That's what I want." Clearly not being affected by the flirtatious comment.
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Flowerboy | tntduo
FanfictionQuackity is obsessed of flowers. He would do anything to protect his little garden but then he smells something familiar. A cigarette.
