just one moment

10. another day, another slay

—- Wilbur's pov—-

When I woke up, Quackity was gone. I checked the clock, and it was morning. Morning?! I must've slept since yesterday afternoon. I changed my clothes, and had a shower. I was now wearing a baggy yellow turtle neck, a black skirt, a corset belt, fishnets, and black boots. I wore my beanie and glasses as usual. 

I walked out the room, expecting to see Quackity in the kitchen. Instead, I saw him with George and Dream.

"Hey." I said. "Is everything okay?"

"Sapnap left them to go see Karl early and they're bored." Explained Quackity.

"Okay." I said sleepily, walking over to the fridge to grab a bottle of water.

I sat down next to Quackity, putting my water down on the table and resting my head on his shoulder. 

"So, what are we going to do?" Asked George.

"We could do irl hide and seek, I have body cams." Said Quackity.

We all agreed and Quackity went off to get the stuff.

"Are you two dating?" George asked me.

"Shut up." I said, blushing.

And Quackity must've heard that because, when he came in, he said, "Hey Princess." And smirked.

"I would punch you if it wasn't for yesterday." I said.

"What happened yesterday?" Asked George, still prying.

I groaned and out my head down on the table. This was getting too annoying now. 

"When are we doing the stream?" Asked Dream, changing the subject.

"After lunch." Replied Quackity.

Dream and George went out for a walk after a while. At least we could tease them now. 

"Don't you like your nickname, Princess?" Asked Quackity.

"No- I- Yes... I guess. It's not like I have a choice anyway." I said.

I got up and walked over to Quackity, who just smirked. He pulled me in by the waist. Once again, we kissed. But when we stopped, this time Quackity picked me up. He put me down on the countertop. We were now almost level. He pulled me forward, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He used one hand to hold onto me, and the other to pull me towards him. We kissed again. It was much longer this time. He smirked when we stopped, teasing me. I think he just liked to see me blush. He pulled me in again. This time, I let him explore every inch of my mouth.

Again, we stopped. But only because we were out of air. I rested my head against his shoulder, while he whispered in my ear, "Liked that, didn't you Princess?"

I didn't reply, I just did a small nod. He couldn't of seen it, but he must've taken my silence as a yes. He kissed my forehead, making me blush even more than I already was.

He lifted me down onto a chair. I could hear the front door opening and Dream and George coming in.

Quackity ran a hand along my leg before whispering, "Bye Princess."

He walked off, and I was left, trying to hide my blush. Dream went to go talk to Quackity about scouting out the area for the stream, while George came to interrogate me again.

"I can't tell who you find more annoying, me or Quackity." Said George.

"It's definitely you." I said. " At least Quackity doesn't ask me endless questions."

"What does he do then?" Asked George, with an evil grin.

"When will you stop prying?" I asked. "It's not like I ask you about what you and Dream do."

"I'm just interested." Said George. "It's not like there's anyone else around to annoy."

"What we're you and Dream really doing on that walk?" I asked.

"Shut up." Said George, blushing.

"Why?" I asked, trying to rub it in.

I laughed as he groaned and put his head down on the table. 

"See, now you know what it's like." I said.

"Fine." Said George. "But what we're you and Quackity doing?"

"Ask him." I said.

"I will." Said George.

"Wait, no-" I started.

"Hey, Quackity." Shouted George. "Wilbur said to ask you what you two were doing."

I heard Quackity and Dream laugh from a distance. Then the two walked in. Dream went over to George and put his arms around him. Quackity came over to me and leant on my shoulder. 

"Well, we k-" he started.

I cut him off by slamming my hand over his mouth. I was blushing so much and the others just smirked. He pulled my hand down and hugged me so I couldn't move my arms.

"As I was saying, we kissed. Didn't we Princess." Said Quackity.

"I- I..." I trailed off.

I can't believe he actually told them. I blushed so much.

"What?" Said Quackity. "It shut him up, didn't it?"

He stopped hugging me, but still kept a hand around my waist. I rested my head against his shoulder while trying not to look at anyone.

"Should I tell them what we were doing?" Dream asked George.

"No-"Started George.

"We-" Dream said.

"Nope, no. They don't need to hear this." Said George.

"Yes, we do." I said.

"Well, after a while George wanted a hug and then he wanted a kiss. And then he wouldn't let go of my hand and he wouldn't stop blushing." Said Dream.

George covered his face with his hands. Although, that didn't hide his blush.

"We should get you a skirt." Said Dream rubbing it in. "You'd look cute in one."

"Stop." Said George, blushing more.

"He can borrow one of mine." I said.

Quackity let go, and I went to get one. I picked out one which was similar to mine, but would look better on George. When I walked back in, I handed it to Dream who picked up George and took him into another room to put it on.

"See, you look so cute." Said Dream walking back in with George.

I tried not to laugh at the look of annoyance on George's face. He was blushing so much.

"How do you wear these?" He asked.

"I just do." I said.

"And you look cute in them." Said Quackity. 

I elbowed him in the stomach and I think he got the message, he just ignored it. He sat down in a chair and pulled me onto his lap and held onto me by the waist.