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Quackity was sleeping on the floor, I had offered him the couch but he refused. In quote he said, 'if anything is needed for you or Wilbur I will be here, on the couch I can't be here.' Wilbur's snuggled up against me, he's been having a nightmare this whole night. Waking up screaming and crying. Thank god Quackity stayed up here..  tomorrow we have school. I don't think Wilbur should go but I don't want to leave him here. I had already talked with his dad about how he got here. I'm going to have Wilbur stay with Quackity, Ted, or Charlie as I talk to the principal or go to a different class. Why do I feel bad? I'm the school bully.. what if all school finds out I'm- my thoughts are interrupted by Wilbur crying.

"S-stop... p-please!" His eyes are shut but his body shakes and his grip on my shirt tightened.

Quackity sits up and stares at me and Wilbur, "another one?" He groans, "want me to go get him some warm milk so he can sleep better?"

I turn my head to Quackity, "no, you don't need to."

Quackity lays back down, grunting, "alright... goodnight, again."

"Goodnight, Quackity." I turn my head back to Wilbur, his head in my chest, "Wilbur?" I whisper, his head looking up at me, "Hey... it's alright." His eyes are puffy, his head goes back into my chest and I soon hear soft snores from him. Finally some sleep..




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