Quackity pov!
I woke up in a completely different room. "Hello darling~" a fimalier voice said. I then realized who it was, Wilbur. "Wilbur..?" I say. "Yes?" He said coming up to me. I then realized I was in a strapped chair. "Why am I in a strapped chair..?" I ask. "Darling don't worry about that now, all I care about is that you're with me right now" he said hugging me. I wish I could hug him back but I couldn't. "Oh yeah, let me unstrap you" Wilbur said as he unstrapped me from the chair.
"Thank you" I say. Wilbur nods he then kisses me with passion. "Oh how much I've missed you!" Wilbur says happily. "i've missed you too" I say smiling..
For some reason this felt.. off. This didnt feel right..
He then kisses me passionately. His lips felt very cold and his body heat felt cold. He then stopped kissing at me but he looked at me with love as he stroked my hair. "You feel very cold.." I say concernigly.
"maybe because i'm not real" Wilbur says casually. "w- what..?" I ask scared. "You need to let go of me" He says careasing my cheek.. He then started to disolve away.. "Wilbur!" I yell as he disolved. I curled up and cried.
I then heard muffled talking..
"Quackity! Wake up please!" A muffled but noticeable voice yelled.
I open my eyes to see Jschlatt i panic. "I thought you were dying!" He said panic as he hugged me tightly.
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Love can be real strange /QuackBur\
FanfictionWilbur is a thief. Wilbur never works with nobody, he gets paid to do things. He never really got things to bad. Until one day. -- Quackity who does things nobody really does for an everyday job. I mean it does give him a good pay in all, His boyfri...
