just one moment

45. house

—- Wilbur's pov—-

It was a long drive over to the house. At least I added Quackity to my insurance so that he could drive. I spent the journey laid out on the backseat.

We came to the entrance and parked in front of the gates. The lawyer had given me a pack with all the information. I got out the car and entered the pin on the gate and then we drove through. It closed after us. We went up the drive way. Around us was tons of land. I found it hard to believe that this was actually a holiday house. Then we came up to the house. It was massive. We're we in the right place? The gate code could've been a coincidence. But then we parked up and got out. I grabbed the key from my pocket and put it into the front door. I heard it click and the door opened.

Quackity grabbed the bags while I went in. It was so big. I felt out of place. And I could already see that we'd probably be selling most of the furniture. And that I'd probably be selling my apartment in London. 

The house was perfect. I found two conjoining room which would be great for streaming. And there were so many bedrooms too. The biggest one could be ours. I ran down the stairs to help Quackity with the bags. But then I remembered that Quackity probably wouldn't want to stay in the UK forever. 

And so over the next few days we moved everything out of my flat and then put it on the market. If we didn't move in here then I wanted to at least live here for a while. 

"That room would be perfect for a baby." Said Quackity as we were taking boxes upstairs. 

"Would you stay here?" I asked. "With me in the UK I mean."

"Yeah." He said. "I wouldn't like sell my house in Mexico, just so we could go back to it though and maybe rent it out as a holiday house."

(time skip to a couple months later, the next bit will have a summary)

So, we moved into the house. And we rented out Quackity's house. We'd redesigned every room by now, except one. We weren't done with the babies room. So far it was painted a light blue, we wanted to have wallpaper on one wall. We had plenty of furniture, but nothing was too gender defining. And we converted the two conjoining rooms into two offices for us to stream. It was nice having a door through so that we could always talk to each other. 

Me and Quackity had just gotten back from the doctors. We'd gone for a scan so that we could see how the baby was doing. Everything had gotten a lot more difficult recently as well. The doctors had given me some stronger medication. We were planning to stream. 

The last few weeks I'd just turned my camera off when streaming. Chat would definitely realise. I set up stream and left the starting soon screen on.

"Are you gonna tell them?" Asked Quackity.

"Yeah." I said. 

And of course chat could hear everything.

What?

Tell us what?

"Also return of the camera for this." I said. 

We turned on the camera.

"So, if you've forgotten, new house." And then I stood back from the camera. "And also, I'm pregnant." I said.

You fucked??

"I forgot that you're a twitch chat." I said. "Of course that's the first thing you think off."

I sat back down and Quackity came and leant on the back of my chair. He kissed me on the forehead before going off and letting me stream.