Quackbur Oneshots :D

Pogtopia

Quackity/3rd Person POV-----Angst/Fluff

     "YOU'RE FUCKING USELESS! CAN'T EVEN MAKE A FUCKING COFFEE RIGHT!"

     "WELL MAYBE IF YOU'D TOLD ME WHAT KIND OF COFFEE YOU WANTED, WE WOULDN'T BE IN THIS DISASTER!"

     "WELL MAYBE IF YOU JUST WEREN'T HERE, I WOULDN'T HAVE TO LISTEN YOUR DUMBASS EXCUSES!"

     "MAYBE I'LL JUST LEAVE THEN!"
    
     "FINE!"

     "FINE!"
   
     I left Schlatt's office, slamming the door on the way out. That fucking bitch. I was just trying to be helpful and get his coffee for him, but no he couldn't just be grateful for once in his life and say,' Thank you hun! I appreciate the coffee! Did you get yourself one? You seem pretty tired.' No. Why would he care? Why would my fiancé actually act like he loves me for fucking once? Why would he even show the smallest bit of care for me?
   
     I felt tears stream down my face as I walked to XD knows where. I just wanted to get away from him. Bet by now he was half way though a bottle of vodka. I'm not going back to him until he gets his act together and starts to fucking care about me.

     I pulled out my communicator as I step down some stairs into an old underground tunnel system. 

     'Dearest Schlatt, don't expect to see me for awhile. I'm done. You've treated me like shit since you proposed. I'm fucking over it. I'm over getting yelled at after I try to be nice and helpful by getting your your fucking coffee. I've put up with your shit for a fucking year. I'm done with it. I'm not your stupid "ViCe PrEsIdEnT" or your fiancé that you think you can be an ass to constantly anymore. We're over.'

     "Quackity? What are you doing here?"

     I looked up as I saw Wilbur ahead of me. I looked around. When did I get to Pogtopia?

     "Quackity? You alright mate?"

     I raised a hand to my face, realizing I was still crying.

     "Quackity? Alex? Can you hear me? Alex?"

     "I-"

    I felt my breathing start to pick up as I rapidly looked around the ravine behind Wilbur.

     "Alex? Alex, its okay. Deep breathes, deep breathes. You've got this your safe."

     I felt a pair of arms catch me as my legs gave out beneath me. I don't know what happening. My eyes squeeze shut and I feel a pair of arms wrap around me, bringing me close to Wilbur's chest.

    "Breath. Breath with me Quackity. You can do it. In for five, hold two, out four. In five... Hold two... Out four.... Good job bud. Your doing great, keep going."

    I listened and tried as best as I could to breath with Wil. In five... Hold two... Out four... In five... Hold two... Out four...

     I wrapped my arms around Wilbur, hugging him back. He rubbed my back in rhythm with his counting. Slowly, but surely, I stopped crying. Just some sniffling here and there. He rocked back and forth humming a bit, resting his head atop mine.

    "Are you alright bud?" I heard him wisper above me.

    "I-" I took a deep breath, "I will be."

    "What happened?... If you want to share that is..."

     I nodded slightly, readjusting my head to be looking to my left. I pressed my cheek to his chest.

    "S-Schlatt was being an asshole again..."

    "Again? What do you mean again?" He lifted his head from mine.