✦ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗺 𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘁 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝗱 ✦ ( Tntduo)

✧ Chapter One ✧

You know, running a country isn't easy. It was quite a busy day in the country of Las Nevadas. People were rushing all over the place, making sales and spoiling themselves on pure whiskey in the bars.

However, the staff weren't having a very good day. Charlie Slimecicle was rushing to restock everything. Foolish had to deal with the drunk customers that caused trouble throughout the casino. Fundy had to make repairs to things that were broken. It was quite a mess.

Quackity was in his office, tapping a pen to his temple frustratingly. He had been stressed all day and the 5 mugs of black coffee that he had was not helping. He let out a groan and leaned his head back. He had so much paperwork to do. He stared daggers into the large stack of papers on his desk. ' Well, this paperwork isn't gonna do itself- ' Thought Quackity. He then got to work. He felt as if each paper he did, the more his head hurt. Finally, at the end of the day, he was done.

He pressed a button on his desk that called Charlie Slimecicle. " What is it you need from me boss? " said the slime enthusiastically. He was willing to help Quackity in any way he could. " Hey, can you deliver this paperwork to get them approved? " asked Quackity, picking up the large stack of papers and handing them to Charlie. " Sure thing Quackity from Las Nevadas! " Charlie walked out the office, humming a happy tune on his way out. Quackity sat back down in his office chair with a loud sigh. " AH-! " Quackity jolted, hearing Charlie Yelp and fall to the floor. It wasn't a loud bang when he fell but a simple splat.

Quackity heard another voice in the hallway with Charlie. " Oh! I'm deeply sorry sir, I should have watched were I was going. " said an english accent from the hallway. Quackity heard the sound of paper rustling, meaning they were picking up the papers. " It's ok! Are you here to see Quackity from Las Nevadas? Did you schedule an appointment? " there was a moment of silence between the two. " Er.. Yes, I did indeed! " Quackity tilted his head in confusion. He didn't have any clients. " Alrighty! Have a nice day sir! " Charlie's footsteps faded away while a new pair of footsteps headed towards the door of Quackity's office.

There was no knock, no consent to enter his office. The man opened the door and leaned down to enter his office because the doorway was very small. (It was custom made for Quackity) The man was none other than Wilbur fucking Soot. " Hello my beloved rival! " said Wilbur, doing a small bow. " Wilbur?! What the fuck do you want! This is the fourth god damn time this week-! " Quackity fumed. Wilbur always came just to piss off Quackity. " What, I can't visit the president of dear old Las Nevadas every once in a while?~ "

" I'm tired of you coming into my country just to piss me off! Plus, you're fucking banned remember? " Stated Quackity, his feathers slightly ruffling with frustration. " Oh I am well aware duckling. I just like seeing you so mad at me. It's cute~ " said Wilbur with a chuckle. " Ok, first of all, don't call me that. I have a name, use it. Second of all, I'm not cute and all of that lovey dovey shit. Don't try and pull that card. " Quackity was obviously irritated, his arms crossed against his chest. " Haha... Does it look like I give a shit- " Said Wilbur, wearing a cocky smirk. " Ugh, what do you even want from me- " said Quackity with a groan. " Oh, that's quite an easy question to answer darling. I want your attention~ Things get quite boring in that little van of mine. " Wilbur sat down on the other side of the desk and propped his feet up on it as if he owned the place.

" Ugh, get your crusty ass grandpa shoes off my desk- " Said Quackity with a look of disgust. " Hmm... Nope! " with a struggled grunt, Quackity pushed Wilbur's heavy boots off his desk. Wilbur playfully stuck his tongue out at the duck. Since Wilbur wasn't very fond of leaving Quackity alone, he decided to lie to him. " Come on, if you let me stay for a while I'll be out of your little feathers. " Quackity rolled his eyes and scoffed. " Fuck no, your banned remember?! So how about you get out instead of staying here? " Wilbur looked at the angry man up and down with a small grin on his face. " How about... No. " Quackity sighed. " Ugh... If I let you stay for a bit you promise to just leave me alone? " Wilbur's eyes lit up. " Mhm! " ' No. ' " Fine. Just get out. " Wilbur got up and made his way out of the office. Little did Quackity know...He would be back.