The Runaway Prince - Quackbur

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low-key not rlly in the Fandom anymore 😬 but, I can't leave yall on a cliff hanger like this. 😔 🤧
3rd Person pov
the found prince stood infront of his family. his head low and eyes locked onto his shoes. from the corner of his eye he could see Quackity kneeled down, hands cuffed together.

the atmosphere was thick and uncomfortable. Wilbur could feel the holes burning into him from the stare of his father. the disappointment and anger of his father. the confusion and fear of his young brother.

"Father I-"

"you don't get to speak."

Wilbur shut his mouth. he felt like he had been stabbed.

"time and time again, Wilbur, you run away from your duties. your responsibilities. and now your family?"

Wilbur winced at his father's words. when it was said like that, it made him feel all the more guilty.

"there will be no discussion of it. you will meet Sally tonight at dinner. there will be no further discussion of it. I want this headache to be over. you dare try to disobey or embarrass this family more then consider yourself disowned."

Wilbur finally looked up.

"you can't-!"

"we have thr- two sons for a reason, Wilbur. if you won't act fit to be a king, then you won't be. and after that, then why keep you here?"

a shaky breath left wilburs chapped lips. he bowed his head again. not giving his father much else reaction.

"and as for you, for hiding our son, a prince," the queen started, looking towards Quackity. "you are to be executed for your crimes."

"what!?" Quackity gasped.

"mother no!"

The queen looked at two through the black mesh that covered her face. she kept a harsh look on but her eyes were sad.

"You know the laws." she replied.

"no mother! leave him out of this! he didn't know I was the prince! I swear on it!"

"mama... what does executed mean?" Tommy interrupted.

all attention turned to him. everyone had forgotten the younger prince was even there.

"guards, escort him to his room." The king ordered.

"no! Tommy, you want to know?" Wilbur furrowed his eyebrows.

Tommy nodded.

"Wilbur, enough of this!" Phil gritted through his teeth.

"Tommy, executed means to kill someone!" Wilbur glared at his father,  despite it was his mother who made the order. "mama and papa wanna kill my lover."

the room fell silent.

"you think I'm your lover?" Quackity looked over to Wilbur, kinda smirking. how was he able to act like it was a normal situation when really it wasn't? Wilbur had no clue.

"father, mother, I beg of you. Don't kill him!"

"mama, why do we have to kill Wilbys girlfriend?"

"that's a woman-? Tommy, go to your room!"

"please! your majesties! I had no idea he was rhe prince! please, at least let me go home with my life!" Quackity begged. "and... I am a man...  I just haven't cut my hair..."

"it is still a crime. for a commoner to be released from an execution they'd have to become royalty!" Wilburs mother laughed.

an idea popped jnto Wilburs head. a horrible, terrible idea.

"then I'll marry him!"

"what!??!" everyone gasped in unison.

"Wait what!?!?" Quackitys face burned. what a day.

"I'll marry him!"

"my son, you know the rules, royalty can't marry commoners and you certainly can't marry a man. you need to have an heir with pure royal blood! Quackity, he has none!"

"oh father, he does have one thing though." Wilbur looked at Quackity.

Quackitys mind was racing. he was really hoping that Wilbur would say heart becuase if he told the KING AND QUEEN that he had-

"my virginity!"

"God damnit Wilbur!" Quackity groaned. "I'm so dead!"

"WHAAAATTT!?!?"

"mama, what's a virginity?" Tommy asked.

"AGH! Wilbur!! that's it. go to your chambers!" Phil waved them off. he looked down at Quackity. "shit. take him with you, wash him up and make him look presentable."

when they were waved off and escorted to Wilburs room, Wilbur immediately started celebrating.

"how could you be so happy right now? you just told your parents, the king and queen, I had sex with you!!" Quackity gripped his head.

"exactly! In royalty, it's such a huge deal! it's ridiculous! but now, it works in our favor. you're at least important enough to keep alive!"

"but Wilbur!"

"look," Wilbur grabbed Quackitys still chained hands. "I'm sorry. this isn't what I wanted. and after staying with you, I definitely don't want this for you. but now, we may have a chance to be together!"

Quackitys hands were shaking. too many things were happening at once.

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u are all getting CRUMBS!! CRUMBS!!!!

AND YOURE GONNA LIKE IT!!! /lh

sorry I'm low-key DONE with this story but I hate to be that author to ditch yall