Different [ QUACKBUR / TNT DUO ]

DISCONTINUED TWICE (NOT REALLY)

You're delusional if i say I'm rewriting this...

Wilbur and him passed the fountain again that surrounds a pathway to the castle and outside the kingdom, full grown trees in the centers of the kingdom; Quackity admired how peaceful and beautiful this kingdom were.

Passing through picnic tables and people. Quackity might've guessed those people already started gossiping as they both passed the whole damn of a cafeteria. Why was there a cafeteria outside?

Oh well that's not his problem.

Wilbur stopped at his tracks, going infront of Quackity, holding both of his hands, "Hey Alex, can i show you something?"

The prince teared his gaze from the place to look at the talkative brunette "Sure?" agreed Quackity. For an odd reason Quackity felt like he's under in a control. He hasn't exactly distinguish what or whom. L'manburg is known for people having powers, hence it's not surprising.

Could it be Wilbur doing that?

Whatever it is, it's honestly great. For the first time in his life. He's this relaxed and free.

Wilbur took him into a hill, which takes a lot of time to go at, and arriving at it was like the best thing ever. Even though it was only a tree with a swing attached to a large branch and a bench infront of the tree.

"What's this all about?" Quackity started, sensing the comfort getting stronger. How does that even work.

Wilbur smiled sadly, "I wanted to show you the sunset but we already missed it." he explained, taking a seat upon the bench. If Quackity isn't mistaken. Wilbur was admiring him somehow— or is it the sunset? Since it's basically behind him.

The other prince took a seat besides Wilbur, for once he had control of his body. "I have a question."

"What is it?" answered Wilbur.

Quackity took the pieces of confidence to ask, "Are you the one doing the whole power thing i can't describe?" I mean having barely no control of your body is very concerning.

Wilbur slightly chuckled "Oh, you mean my mind control power?"

"What?"

"You were probably in your thoughts the whole time, were you? Like you were in different places at a time when you didn't even have the memory to walk to that destination?"  Wilbur assumed, looking over to the prince whom seemed to be stunned.

Quackity's gaze went to his hands at his lap, "Well i suppose so." Why was he this petty? HE DOESN'T KNOW.
Imagine being this petty Quackity internally sweatdropped.

"Sorry about that, I just have no control of it so.."

Oh. Quackity didn't knew that. I mean of course, they literally just met. "Ah no! it's okay, it was comforting." assured Quackity, giving a smile to make it more believable. 

"That's weird. People always say it's very uncomfortable."

"Oh."

The prince unexpectedly laughed for no absolute reason which is honestly weird to Quackity, "Don't you have a curfew, Nevada?"

Alex just realized how bad the situation he is in.

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"Why did you even follow me? " Quackity broke the awkward silence after they sprinted a whole tremendously long road; for an odd reason, Wilbur decided to join him and that's what kept Quackity curious.

Wilbur whistles like a guilty person he is, thinking of a reason, "I thought i could help you on the way. I'm literally the reason you've passed your curfew so." He reasoned, but his actual intention is to be with Quackity for a few more minutes.

Quackity thought about it, taking a glace at the guards outside the castle. Smiling delightfully after getting an idea of something, "Control the guards."

Wilbur didn't think of that, actually got his guard down afterwards. "What?"

"You want to help me right? Help me by controlling the guards while we go inside." explained Quackity, taking a few steps forward to the other prince, "You could do that to me right? I really don't wanna be scolded by the Queen right now."

Wilbur thought of it for a while. I mean he did lie about him having no control of the mind control therefore that'll be easy for him and a good impression for his Alex..

Oh well his obsession for Quackity can't be stopped, can't it?

"Alright, alright, just because you say so, Alex." Wilbur agreed in defeat, despite he actually did want to do it for him. This is going to be a problem in the future, because he'd just do anything for this boy.

"Call me Quackity." suggested by the prince.

"Pardon?"

"They call me Quackity, I'm more familiar with it." Quackity scratched his cheeks, letting out a laugh.

Little did he knew, Wilbur already know that people calls him that— but not ordinary people! Friends! Quackity told him his nickname as if Alex TRUSTED him! THIS WAS PROGRESS.

Quackity observed the other turning redder a minute passes, "Wilbur?" He called out, worried.

"Yeah?" responded Wilbur whilst in cloud nine.

"Are you doing okay there? You're turning red. Are you sick?" inquired Quackity, as he attempts to shove the other conclusions why was Wilbur getting redder. Nope. That'll make no sense.

That's not a spoiler, you're delusional and happy pride month