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Training numero tres

Quackity:

When I had cried enough, wiped away my tears, and got out of bed, I headed towards the first door, thinking it was the exit from the room, but I was mistaken and entered the bathroom. Well, but it's useful too. I retreated into it, got out of Wilbur's clothes, and stepped into the shower cubicle, which could fit about 40 people, and looked at the buttons on the wall. Why in the world are there about 50 buttons on the wall?

"I wonder how to turn this thing on?" I mumbled to myself and pressed a button, and behold, it started. I relaxed and let the warm water droplets fall on me. How come Wilbur hasn't come in here yet? I think he must have some radar to know when I'm up or in a situation like this. Well, I'm glad he's not here, at least I can be alone for a little longer.

After an hour of contemplating how to turn off the shower, I finally got out and looked around for a towel.

"Here they are," I said, took a towel, and dried myself off. He should make me a map if he wants me to stay here with him. Luckily, there was only one door in the bathroom, so after getting dressed, I entered the room.

"Are you ready for training, or should we leave it for tomorrow, and I'll show you around the mansion?" Wilbur asked, sitting on the bed and smoking another cigarette.

"If you promise to draw me a map afterward, then sure, but I'd prefer the training if I can learn to control my temper more easily," I said, standing by the bathroom door. Wilbur looked at me and was right beside me.

"Tell me, what do you think of me?" he asked, and I hesitated.

"Well... I don't really know. I don't know you that well," I said and walked down the hallway. He walked off, and I followed him obediently.

"Alright, sit down in a cross-legged position, close your eyes, clear your mind, and start meditating," Wilbur said as we reached some secret underground passage, and there was a hidden paradise! A lake, a waterfall... I couldn't believe anything like this could exist. I followed Wilbur's instructions, closed my eyes, and tried to clear my mind.

"Just make sure you don't fall asleep here. After an hour, I'll come for you. Every day, we'll increase the duration until you can control your anger," Wilbur said and left. I took a deep breath and exhaled. Unfortunately, my mind kept drifting back to Wilbur. His brown hair, glistening in the sunlight. His beautiful eyes, in which he could express desire and anger. I opened my eyes, gasping. What am I thinking about?! I should be meditating, not thinking about Wilbur! When I calmed down and tried to meditate again, I saw him again.

I groaned, lay down, curled up, and contemplated Wilbur and my orientation.

Wilbur:

I just don't understand him. Now, for a change, he's being friendly towards me. It seems like his mood swings like a roller coaster. When he took me by the hand, I didn't resist; it was pointless. Actually, I don't even know what I feel. On one hand, I want to buy my own clothes; on the other hand, I like these Wilbur's ones because they smell like him.

Wilbur had someone call us a car, we got in, the driver started the engine, and we drove off.

"Quackity, can you tell me why you cried when I gave you that locket?" Wilbur suddenly asked. I looked at him from the window and wondered whether to tell him or not.

"If you don't want to tell me, you don't have to," Wilbur said, touching my face. I blushed a bit and saw sympathy in his eyes.

"Well, um... it's kind of difficult, but I can tell you." I stammered, took out the locket, and handed it to him. "Open it," I said, lowering my eyes.

"Is this your family?" Wilbur asked when he opened the locket, and I nodded.

"They kicked me out when they found out I'm a wolf. I went out during a full moon, and another wolf bit me. When I went for a blood test, they found out I had a different blood type, and when they saw the bite, they kicked me out immediately," I said, holding back tears. Suddenly, I felt arms around me, lifting me up, and I was sitting on Wilbur's lap.

"I won't just kick you out like that. Now you have me, and you don't need any parents," Wilbur said, wiping away my tears, and lifted my chin.

"I love you, Quackity. From the moment I saw you, I liked you, and I couldn't stop thinking about you." Wilbur said and pressed his lips against mine.

I widened my eyes, and my heart raced like crazy. When he pulled away from me, he caressed my cheek, and he had an irresistible smile, I must admit.

"Sir? We've arrived." The driver said. I snapped out of it and quickly got out of the car. Damn, damn, damn! What just happened?!

"Come on, pup," Wilbur said, took me by the arm, but I pulled away. He chuckled softly and put his hands in his pockets.

"Choose whatever you want, and don't worry about the price," Wilbur said to me, opened the door, and let me into the designer clothing store.