Safety Net ~ TntDuo

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Wilbur finally got up after not being able to move, and then not wanting to move because he would have to be reminded of what had just happened.

To say Wilbur enjoyed it was an understatement, that wasn't even close to the reason he didn't want to get up. He would have to see the food, now probably freezing cold and flooding with flies, and remember he never got to give it to his ducky.

And then he would remember why he couldn't give it to Q, because of how stupid, how blind, and inevitably how evil he was, even if that wasn't true, he couldn't shake the thought.

He, because of the dumbest mistake ever, didn't put the knife down and scared his duckling, his joy, and, in his mind, just barely redeemed himself afterwards.

He would have to make it up to Quack somehow, come over and do triple as much for Quackity as he had just done, but without seeming too clingy, Q would find that out about him later.

He made a slight plan for what he would do, but Quackity was way too unpredictable to bet on anything to do with him, whether there was money involved or not. Either way, Wilbur was going to walk, no, march his way over to Las Nevadas tomorrow and be Quackity's little obedient servant; A dot Burr.

Wilbur finally got up, mostly because he was pretty damn sure he heard something fall and break in the kitchen, but the small amount of motivation he had to stand was the only reason he would've cared about the noise in the first place. The small table looked similar, but similar was not the exact same, one of the steaks had a couple bites taken out of it and its wine glass just wasn't there.

"Hey Wilby" Tommy laughed, it was just an ominous voice until Wilbur turned and saw Tommy on the ground desperately trying to clean up the wine he spilled.

Wilbur honestly didn't care, his mind was only focused on Quackity right now and it showed. "Where'd you learn to cook like that?" Wilbur just shrugged, debating if cleaning Quackity's office was a bit overkill and finally decided it wasn't, was way more important than Tommy's teasing.

"So, tell me what happened, did you have sex?" Tommy's 8th grade sense of humor made him absolutely pass away at saying 'sex', Wil just waited for Mr. Vice President to calm down while deciding how much to tell him.

Wil tried to start, but his big brother senses kicked in and he realized something, the shattered glass on the floor had no wine near it, it was empty. "Tommy, did you drink my wine?" Wil broke out of his hopeless romantic fog, realizing this kid had just drank an entire glass of wine in most likely one sip. Tommy just nodded, smiling. "God dammit Tommy, I'll go get you some water."

"Quackity from Las Nevadas, are you alright?" Slimecicle asked, bringing some food to his silent boss. Short answer was he wasn't alright, he already missed Wilbur and he hated himself for it, and that question did nothing but remind him of Wilbur and of his singing that would serenade even a homophobic man.

"Yeah I'm all good just ummm.. actually can you do a favor for me?" Quackity didn't even lift his head to say that, from afar you probably couldn't even see he was talking, but Slimecicle instantly rushed over to help his boss out, sideways smile gooping out while waiting for Q's orders.

"Honestly I just need a hug, like friends do." Slimecicle didn't know that's what friends did, honestly humans could be so complicated at times but he was still eager as always to know what it was like to not just be slime.

Quackity wrapped his arms around him, feeling slightly bad for using his naive worker to stop his loneliness, and Slimecicle awkwardly tried to copy him.

A/N~ Try not to ship Quackcicle in your Quackbur fanfic challenge (Impossible) . Shorter chapter because A. it's a sorta break between the romance and the ummmmm.. more romance in the next chapters, B. I wanna get this out before 'The End of Las Nevadas' Stream/Merch Drop/Honestly idk and C. I'm hella busy with school/other projects I have (contrary to popular belief  I do touch grass). Next actual chapter(s?) is going to be a lot more sus to say the least, so maybe ignore that disclaimer in the description and invite your horny homies in, idk.