Cigarette Love//quackbur//

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Quackity's POV

Once I get to the meeting room I see Fundy, Foolish, Purpled, and Slime sitting down.

"Wow Quackity! Nice outfit!" Foolish complimented.

"Thanks Foolish." I smiled. I then sat down as well. "So, I want to start with-"

"Quackity dear?" Wilbur said as he peaked through the door. Great. Just FUCKING great. HE FUCKING CALLED ME "DEAR" IN FRONT OF MY EMPLOYEES!

I groan I slouch back in my chair putting my  hands over my face.

"Wilbur why the FUCK would you choose the time I SPECIFICALLY told you that I'm having a meeting?! Also don't call me "qUaCkItY dEaR"."

"Quackity dear, I wanted to ask if you want to get lunch together but I guess you're busy." He shrugged.

"No shit sherlock. Come back in an hour or so then you can talk to me." I said. I then shooed him out the door and locked it.

I turned around to see everyone staring at me. "What?"

"NAH NAH FUCK THIS MEETING. WHERE WHEN WHY?" Purple said getting up.

"What?" I repeated.

"JUST EXPLAIN WILBUR PLEASE." Fundy said also standing up.

"Purpled Fundy sit down. We need to do this meeting."

"FUCK THE MEETING. YOU WILL TELL US WHAT'S GOING ON WITH YOU AND WILBUR FROM... I DON'T KNOW WHERE!" Slime said also standing up.

"I uh agree!" Foolish followed and stood up.

"Ugh fine..." I groan."Just will you all sit down?" I asked. They all immediately sat back down and so did I.

"Ok so Wilbur got revived yesterday and he won't leave me alone. He's been coming up with these weird nicknames which I don't even know where they come from. And he keeps being clingy." I say. I partially lied but mostly all true.

"Oh. Boring." Purple said as he rolled his eyes.

"You litterally started the protest." I say back.

"Yea because I thought he was like your secret mom or something."

"Can we just start the meeting? This is getting real weird." Foolish butted in.

"Yes yes. Anyways..."

~~~~~

After the meeting we all headed in our own directions. I was about to reach my office until I saw a figure leaning on the wall beside my office door.

Shit Wilbur really did come back. He looked at me and smiled.

"Quackity dear you came!"

"More like you came here. Anyways what do you want." I said death staring him.

"I already told you lunch!" He said happily. Was this mf asking me on a date or what...

"Ugh fine! Only because I have nothing to do."

He then grabbed my hand and tried to drag me away but I stopped him.

"Woah woah hang on. I need to put my papers away." I then went inside my office and put away my papers. I then went back outside to Wilbur.

"Alright let's go. BUT no holding hands lovey dovey shit. He frowned and nodded. I felt bad to be honest.

"Fine! We can talk so it's not awkward."

"Ok!"

We started walking out the office building, talking about random, things just like we did the other night.

We got a lot of weird looks, but I guess I don't really care.

We finally got to George's salad restaurant. (Made up restaurant lol)

It was located in the greater Dream smp so it took a while to get there.

"Hey Quackity and Wilbur what can I get for you tod- WAIT ISN'T WILBUR DEAD?!" George yelled.

"I was revived yesterday." Wilbur replied.

"Oh phew I thought I was still sleeping. Anyways what can I get for you guys?"

"One Goerge special." Wilbur said.

"And one Sleep salad." I added.

George nodded and headed to the back kitchen and immediately came out.

"20.56 please." George said handing us our salads. I was about to take out my wallet to pay but Wilbur beat me to it.

"Thanks have a good day."

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