silence means everything (and nothing)

I. crossing paths

Wilbur pov (3rd person)

"Fuck fuck fuck" Wilbur said cursing himself, he was begin followed by an hoard of zombies.
He couldn't think straight, he just watched his father die, the man was called Philza Minecraft, he wasn't his biological son but he was adopted by him, Philza adopted an half piglin called techno blade, he passed away from cancer before the apocalypse.. the last brother was called tommy innit, an 18 years old that acted like a raccoon.
Wilbur, Tommy and philza were trying to find a new city to be in, tommy and Philza had an argument and Tommy never got to apologize because a zombie killed Philza in front of the boys eyes, tommy and Wilbur runned different ways and eventually Wilbur found a city.

He made too much noice and now he was being followed by an hoard.
He saw a building that seemed a little more resistant then the others; a 3 stories building. He climbed  on the top floor via the balconies. He did it, he was safe, until he heard the reloading of a gun, he he turned around slowly only to find a rather short guy, maybe 5'6", wearing a blue beanie that covered some soft raven hair, he had moles all around his face and some slightly chubby cheeks. The man had a slighter more dark skin color than him, Wilbur could deduce he was Mexican or so.
Meanwhile Wilbur was a tall, 6'5½", man, skinny with fluffy brown hair, brown eyes and some freckles, he was also wearing a beanie but it was red. Wilbur, philza and Tommy were English meanwhile techno was american, well technically he's from another world but he was found in america.

"Hey mate, i don't have much.. leave me alone"
"Why would I?"
"Because i have nothing on me" Wilbur says lying, he had a bunch of tnts in the trench coat
"You climbed into my apartment and i should let you go?"
"I mean, darling-" Wilbur says as Quackity shoot next to Wilbur on purpose, 'on purpose': the shorter one wanted to shoot Wilbur but did he aim wrong? the real reason is that he didn't want to kill anyone. Anyone still 100% alive.
Wilbur fainted for the loud sound.

Wilbur awoke at someone touching his stomach, he sightly open his eyes to focus the face of the person, it was still the man from before. Wilbur grabbed the face of the man and asked
"What are you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing? Asshat" the Raven haired man replied grabbing Wilbur's hand and forcing it out of his face
Wilbur sighed and tried to get up but the shorter putted his hand on Wilbur's chest so he couldn't get up. Wilbur did think it was hot but he would never say it out loud.

"You're gonna stay here till i get all the information I want"
"Fuuuck, fine. What do you want to know"
"Your name. Age. Where are you from and why are you here"
"I'm Wilbur, Wilbur soot. I'm 25 no wait 26, before you ask i was born on September 14th 1996. I'm from England, me and my family grow up in Brighton. I've been there till 2020, me and my family decided to go to visit for the last time our brother.. he" Wilbur tries not to cry in front of the stranger, Wilbur didn't cry often but technoblade's death really got him "he.. had cancer.. then everything happened and we got stuck here."
"Didn't ask you to tell me the story of your life, but condolences for your brother I suppose"
"Bloody hell tell me something about you, if you don't tell me your name i will have to start to call you mine"
Wilbur smirks while Quackity's cheeks gets redder

"Gotta give it to you, that was smooth.
I'm Alex HQ but i would prefer if you'd call me Quackity. I'm 21 I'm turning 22 in a couple of weeks. I'm from Mexico and i lived there until both of my fiances asked me to come, i tough we would get married but in reality they broke up with me and i got stuck here"
"Oh I'm sorry.."
"Don't worry they were assholes. Their names were Karl and Nick but he preferred to go by sapnap; Karl got amnesia and he forgot about me and was sure that i was a murder, which I'm not. Before that i had another marriage, his name was Jonathan, Jonathan Schlatt. I was 18 and he was 21 i think, it lasted a year and a half because that son of a bitch was and abusive and alcoholic husband. He died and nobody did a funeral for him, that's what he deserved. They accused me of murder at first, then they understood that it was the alcohol." Quackity rolls his eyes while saying that.

Wilbur didn't know if he should ask Quackity about his sexuality or not, but since it would make everything awkward and he didn't know this man for even 2 hours he wouldn't tell him.
"He deserved to die to be honest" Wilbur says smiling a bit
"Yeah and i shouldn't have told you that"Quackity puts his hands in his hair "why do I keep opening to peopleeeeee"
"Yeah no, don't worry. I wanted to ask you if i could stay for a while Quackity. Only the time for me to get some materials and everything I'll leave"
"Some company could work. But don't you dare do attract zombies or get hurt again, someone scratched you and i had to disinfect the cut because you were bleeding. I guess I'll sleep on the couch"
"Yeah, my little brother, not the one who had cancer, scratched me one of the last time I saw him. By the way no I'll sleep on the couch. You're the owner"
"No. I'll leave you the bed"
"Wait. let's say one day I sleep on the couch and the next you sleep on it, okay?"

"Ok, but don't you dare do any weird shit"
"Yeah, do you know what time is it"
he sits up a little
Quackity gets up and looks outside,
"Uhh circa 6 pm"
"How long did i sleep for?"
"Maybe 7 hours, i found some TNT in your trench coat, is that how you were going to kill zombies?"
"Well- i have a dragger and a knife in the my trousers though it would be a good idea"
"T-trousers, you look goofy saying that" Quackity burst out laughing before even starting to talk
"Quackity is this the bit where your not funny?"
"Shall we go eat mr. Soot?"
"Yes we shall ducking"
Quackity stops and turns around
"Duckling?"
"Your name is Quackity, ducks quack but you're short so you're a cute little duckling"
"Well thank you"
"Let's go to eat then"
"Yeah"
"Whats for dinner?"
"Uhh i think beans and canned steak"
"Ok i like it"
"Not like you cant like it, i have either this or an Italian coffee machine called 'moka' and obviously coffee"
They and and chat for a while and then they go to sleep. Well Alex goes to sleep, Wilbur didn't sleep all night because the couch is too short for him and it's so fucking cold there.

Author's note
What will happen next? I wish i knew/j
I hope you all like this story:D

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