Deja Vu../A quackbur fanfic/

~Dreams~

The little lemon tree was swirming with the wind,as it made some elegant and gentle moves while being sprinkeled by the rain that seemed to be haunting this whole weekend.

U could not really see that well in the window since the fog had compleately covered the glass,but some raindrops took pity of the glass and melted the fog.

So it did help our little brunnete kill his small boredom while beeing stuck in his house for this weekend.

He could not get out and play.So he was stuck inside like anyother kid in this neighborhood...

...

Today felt so......unalive.Unreal.Unsensical.

Wilbur did not have inspiration to leave the window of his room as he just wanted to sit there and look at their little lemon tree.Where they hung out all the time.

Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.....

Too bad they can't do that untill monday or so...

...

He was thinking about a lot of things.
Not to be specific or anything tho.

Not much really happened this time close.

...

The 'party' went well and Wilbur had a lot of fun.Hanging out with his friends and just having a good time.

He remembers the games he played and all the shit that made that night diffrent.Special.
Amazing.
Lovely.
One to remeber.

A lot of nights have been ones to remeber.Days especially!

How fun it was to remeber all of the adventures they have had.And how many they were to come!

Crazy coincidence but this exact monday is the day they arrived in L'manberg a year apart from now!
How crazy it is that!?

It was a year of his friendship with his best friend Quackity!

And he had been preparing a little something too!

The brunnete got off of his bed and sling underneath it.There he took aout a little shoe box that he found downstairs.

He smiled and opened it,revealing a little thing.A gift if you may say.

A little something he had been working on for a little while for his beloved friend.

......

It had a little stitches off,but in Wilburs opinion,it just added more flavor to it.

It was so perfect!
Just for this monday!

He is going to love it!

He closed the box again and decided that maybe it was best if he started to package it right now,since....he did not have really anything else to do.

And it makes him more calm.

He sat on his little table he had on the side of his bed and started to pick on some colores to draw on the shoe box to distract the eye form the fact that it is a shoe box.

Maybe some dandelions since that was his favorite.

...

...cute.

That reminded Wilbur of something...

Just last night he had a weird dream.Like....it was strange.

Well Wilbur would not say the dream was strange!It is just that...he rarely has any dreams,and if he does he can hardly remeber them.