—- Quackity's pov—-
I sat by Wilbur's side the entire time. Chris had left by the time Wilbur woke up. Others had promised to visit in the morning.
"Wilbur." I said, crying.
"Quackity?" He asked.
"Yes, it's me." I said.
I called in for the doctors to check on him. While he was asleep, they'd give him various medical drugs. After a while, most of them left the room.
"So, he can be discharged now, but I recommend you wait till the morning. Also it's best in case he has any reaction to the medication. It should have kicked in by then." Said a doctor.
I thanked him and said that I'd wait until someone could come and pick us up, which would probably be sometime in the morning. I went back over to Wilbur who had fallen asleep again. I sat down on a chair next to his bed, and fell asleep.
(dramatic time skip, omg really)
It was just before seven when I woke up, the sun was still coming up and Wilbur was still asleep. The medication would have kicked in by now. I went and stood by the window, the sky was a beautiful orange. And then I got a call.
"Hey." I said.
"Hey." Said Mr Beast. "I can come pick you two up if you want. And you can stay here all day again. We can't film the video today either. A few members of the crew got ill, so now they're held back a bit more, they'll be here in the afternoon, but we still can't film till tomorrow."
"Okay, the doctors say Will can leave now anyway. Thanks." I said.
I woke Wilbur up, and got him ready. He was still quite sleepy and struggled to get up. I decided to carry him out. We waited outside the hospital until we saw Mr Beast pull up. I sat in the back, still holding onto Wilbur, and we drove to the site.
"The others are still all asleep." Said Mr Beast. "And we happen to have a stash of blow horns in the hangout room."
I grinned and knew the first thing I'd be doing. I carried Wilbur into the hangout room and laid him down on the sofa. Out the window, I saw Sapnap and Karl walking up. I sat down on the floor, against the sofa. Wilbur sat up, and looked at his phone.
"I got a call from Tommy." He said nervously.
"One of the others probably told him." I said.
"Not just one call." I said. "Tons."
--- Wilbur's pov---
And just then, I got another call.
"Hello?" I said.
"Omg Wilbur, are you okay?" Asked Tommy.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I said. "Who told you?"
"Ranboo and Aimsey." He said.
"Did they tell you everything, or just part of it?" I asked.
"They told me about how you collapsed." He said. "Why? did something else happen?"
"I got hit by a car too." I said. "Did they tell you that I- doesn't matter."
I ended the call. Quackity looked at me concerned. I'd gone white and I'd started shaking. He held me by the wrists and looked me in the eyes. Tears dripped down my cheeks and onto my dress. I noticed my phone buzzing again, this time it was a message.
Me, Phil, Tubbo and Jack are going over to America and Mexico for a few weeks. If you don't want to talk to us now, then talk to us then.
I was shaking again. Quackity tried to hold me, but I pushed him away. I threw my phone across the room, it landed on a beanbag. And then I collapsed onto the floor, crying. And that entire time, I didn't even realise that the room door was open and that Mr Beast, Karl, Sapnap, Nolan, Chris and Chandler were outside watching.
Quackity hugged me.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"Tommy and the others." I sniffled. "They're going to America." I stayed silent for a moment. "He's gonna hate me."
Karl ran over to hug us, dragging Sapnap along with him.
"We could solve part of your problem." Said Mr Beast. "We could get him to do some videos and distract him."
"Really?" I asked.
"Sure." He said.
"Thanks." I said.
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FanfictionA Wilbur x Quackity fanfic. Using Wilbur trans ftm oc. Also has other dsmp things. TW: dysmorphia, smut (sorta) / fluff, swearing, eating disorder, trauma, pain, getting hit by a car, other stoofs --- Wilbur travels to the North / Central America to...