A Deadly Love//Quackbur//

- 12 - Stay, Just for the night -

CHAPTER INSPIRED BY THE SONG "LOVERS ROCK BY TV GIRL"

Wilbur's POV

I walk up to Las Nevadas casino, planning to get myself wasted. Honestly don't know why I'm getting myself drunk. I guess just for fun.

I just so happened to come at their busiest hour, 8:30pm.

I walk in and holy shit it was packed. There were strippers, drunk people, cash flying and even people making out! Wow... This place sure is popular. I go over to the bar, also the very bar where me and Quackity made the bet.

A slimy man smiled at me as I sat down in a bar stool. "Hello Wilbur from L'manberg! What can I get you today?" The slime man happily asked.

"Uh a glass of... Cabernet sauvignon please. Also have we met? How do you know my name...?"I raise an eyebrow.

"Oh Quackity from Las Nevadas told me about you! He says you're a stupid yet charming guy! I'm Slimecicle by the way, but you can call me Charlie or Slime!" Charlie smiled as he poured the wine into a big wine glass.

He then placed it in front of me. "Thank you Charlie." I say bringing the cup to my face and taking a sip.

"No problem Wilbur from L'manberg!" He chirps before leaving to a backroom.

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Quackity's POV - 9:04pm

I enter the casino to check if everything's doing alright. As usual, money's flying everywhere for the strippers while people partied. That's good.

I then walk over to the bar to see the one and only. Wilbur Soot.. I sit down next to him and look at his face. He was a light pink, and looked completely messed up. Slime comes out from the back room. "Slime, how many glasses did Wilbur have?"

"Mmm I think five to seven?"

"Of course... Ok I'll be taking him. See you tomorrow Slime."

"See you Quackity from Las Nevadas!"

With that I pick Wilbur up and take him to my apartment. He's way too drunk to walk back, and of course he is not driving.

I would like some company too, even if he is just gonna be passed out on my couch.

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I lock the door behind me and head over to my room. Might as well make him comfortable. I place him on my bed, and I take his trenchcoat, and shoes off. I guess I'll change him into more comfortable pants too. I go over to his clothes box that I kept and picked out some dark grey shorts.

I quickly take him out of his current pants and slip on his shorts. Finally finished. I slightly tuck him under the covers and place a soft kiss on his forehead.

I might as well change too. I put on an oversized dark blue t shirt, and some black somewhat booty shorts.

I get Wilbur some water and place it down on his bedside table before sitting down on my bed. Suddenly, a pair of arms brings me into his embrace. "Ah!- Wilbur?!"

" I loOovE yA dUcK~~~"

He loves me?! Does this mean I win? No wait, he's really drunk. It's probably that judging by the way he said it. I don't know what to do so I say... "I love you too now go to bed! You're too drunk!"

"B-but you lOove me back...!" Wilbur pouts as he turn me around so now were facing each other. "Do you want to kiss me?"

That's an odd question...! I feel myself burn up. I mean... He won't remember this... None of this matters. "Maybe...?"

"So you might wanna kiss me?"

"Yes."

"Yes? Ok!" Wilbur then smashes his lips against mine.

It takes me a moment to realize what's happening, before kissing back. This is bad. I have to stop before things go to far. I don't want to take advantage of him. I break the kiss. "Sorry Wil, I can't do this. You're drunk."

"How about when I'm sober...?"

"Maybe tomorrow. You need rest." I say patting his fluffy hair.

"Fineee... Only if you cuddle with me." He smirks.

I sigh and lay down in his chest. Slowly, and slowly falling asleep.