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Emotions

Wilbur:

"I was sitting in my office, reminiscing.

"Wilbur?" Karl's voice came from the door, and I gestured for him to come in.

"What's up?" I asked, stubbing out a cigarette in the ashtray. I pulled out another one and offered one to Karl as well.

"Thanks, but I don't smoke. I wanted to ask you something," he said and sat down.

"What's it about?" I asked and exhaled smoke.

"Uhm... do you know Sapnap?" he asked, and I frowned.

"Awww? Our information guy can't find info about a guy his age?" I smirked, and Karl just scratched the back of his head.

"Well... he keeps his information well-guarded, and when he's in one town and leaves, he erases his tracks as if he never existed. He's... how should I put it... exceptional," Karl said, and I struggled not to burst into laughter.

"Him and exceptional? Let's just say he's peculiar and definitely not exceptional. Don't tell me you're into him," I chuckled.

"Wilbur, I thought you'd behave like a friend and not mock me," Karl said with a hurt tone and furrowed his brow.

"Fine, I apologize. I'll disappoint you too, but all I know about him is his name and that he used to be some kind of friend with Dream," I said, and Karl coughed at 'friend with Dream.'

"Friend with Dream?" I asked and stood up.

"Calm down, it was never confirmed, but if I vaguely remember our phone conversations, he's single. If you wanted to hear that, then go ask him yourself," I said and exhaled smoke. Karl sighed and left the room.

Minx:

I walked past Wilbur's office, and when he called me over, I stopped and approached him.

"How do I return memories?" he asked, exhaling cigarette smoke. I waved my hand in front of my face; the smell bothered me.

"Simply recount your experiences and aim for the ones that will trigger memories. If you don't resist, you'll be at his mercy, and he'll corner you," I said, and Wilbur pondered.

"How long will my memories of him last?" he asked, and I sat down. This was going to take a while.

"Probably like a week," I said, and Wilbur frowned.

"Well, Dream better hurry up then," he grumbled, and I took his ashtray.

"What are you doing?" Wilbur asked angrily.

"I'm going to empty this for you; your ashtray will be all over the table if I don't." I said with a smile and went to dispose of it.

When I returned, Wilbur was signing some papers.

"Here you go," I said, and Wilbur grabbed my hand.

"For start, my servants are supposed to empty that ashtray, so don't do it again," he said and let go of my hand.

"Okay, then I'll go check out my villa." I said and left his office.

Schlatt:

I woke up in the evening next to a sleeping Quackity and smirked. Erasing his memories must have really exhausted him for him not to have woken up yet. I got up carefully and went to take care of something.

I whistled as I returned to Quackity with a smile on my face.

"Schlatt?" I heard Quackity's voice as he peeked out from the door, his purple eyes fixed on me.

"What's up, Quackity?" I asked, walking over to him. He hugged me and buried his head in my hoodie.

"Where were you?" he murmured, and I smiled. It was for his own good that he forgot about Wilbur.

"Just took care of something, don't worry. I won't leave you again," I said, and Quackity nodded. We went back to the room and lay down in bed. Quackity snuggled up to me, and I stroked his side. He looked so adorable that if I didn't want to rush things, I'd take him right now. But I was also a bit tired, so I closed my eyes and continued resting.

The next day

"Quackity, wake up," I roused him with gentle kisses on his face, and he pushed me away, thinking I was some kind of bug. I laughed.

"I'm not a fly, Quackity, it's Schlatt, honey," I said, and Quackity woke up.

"Sorry, I'm not used to being woken up like that," he explained and smiled. I kissed him on the lips and got up.

"Alright, let's go, breakfast is waiting. I told Zero to prepare it for us. He makes the best pancakes," I said, and Quackity's eyes lit up. He sat at the table, and I brought over a plate of beautifully arranged pancakes, topped with syrup, a scoop of vanilla and chocolate ice cream, hot raspberries, and whipped cream. Quackity's eyes sparkled, and he sat down and eagerly dug in.

"Great job, Zero, now you know what to do," I told him. He bowed and left. I sat down across from Quackity and adjusted my glasses.

"Bon appétit." I wished him, and Quackity dove into the pancakes.

"That was excellent!" Quackity exclaimed, patting his round belly. I smiled, snapped my fingers, and someone immediately came over to clean up and wash the dishes.

"So, Quackity, now that you're sufficiently trained, let's get your wolf under control." I asked, and Quackity nodded. Now I didn't plan to use the sugar and whip method but opted for a different approach. Let's see if he's learned not to lose his temper.

OooOooO

"Alright, Quackity, now I'll teach you how to control your wolf. Try to get angry, and when you feel the wolf taking over, resist it. If you don't resist, it might take control and push you into a corner," I said to Quackity, and he nodded.

"Alright, imagine that moment when your parents kicked you out of the house. Don't be sad but rather think about what kind of parents would abandon their child and not support you," I said, and Quackity nodded. I watched as he visualized it and gradually got angry. I sat on a chair and observed him concentrating. I'm curious to see if...

"Done," Quackity said, and I was left gaping. No one could do it that quickly!

"Wow, I'm speechless," I said, and Quackity smiled.

"I met him, showed him who's in charge here, and he bowed to me, saying he surrenders and will let me command him." Quackity said, and I stood up. So, this is his exceptional ability.

"You know, I spent two weeks teaching him to tame it, and you managed it in a few minutes? Well, then you'll just strengthen here for a while, and who knows, maybe one day you'll challenge me to a duel and become the alpha of the pack." I said, came over, and hugged him. I leaned down to him and kissed him.

"I love you," I said, and Quackity blushed.

"I-I love you too." He stammered, and I bit my lip.

"Alright, now let's go outside, and you'll strengthen." I said, pulled away from him, and adjusted my cap. If we hadn't done that, I would have taken him right now.

"Alright, we're done!" I shouted at two wolves that had been growling at each other and had been attacking each other just a while ago. Both of them stopped and transformed back. Quackity was breathing heavily, and the other one stretched. "You did great, Quackity. And you, go and take a rest." I said, and he bowed before leaving.

"I'm tired," Quackity said as he came to me, collapsing into my arms.

"Well, be glad you're not going up against Zero." I smirked at him, and Quackity nodded.

"But don't worry, I won't send Zero after you anytime soon." I said and smiled.

"That's kind of you," Quackity laughed, and I wrapped my arms around him.

"But no worries, Zero can wait; he'll be after you eventually." I said, and Quackity snuggled up to me.

I put him in bed, and Quackity covered himself with a blanket. I heard him breathing evenly soon after.