Quackbur Oneshotssss

At Last Second

SOULMATE AU LETS GOOOO

this is the soulmate au where you can only see the color of your soulmate's eyes, but when you make eye contact with them, you can see full color. :3

NO MORE SMALL TALK, RIGHT INTO THE ONESHOT LET'S GO GO GO!!!!

"Wilbur, are you sure about this?" Phil gently asked as he helped fix his son's suit.
"Yes, dad." Wilbur sighed, "I'm 35 now, I'm not going to wait until I'm on my deathbed to find my soulmate. I've searched long enough."
Phil glanced up at Wilbur, an eyebrow raised. He sighed, "If you say so... I'm just worried that Sally isn't the right one."
"Of course, she isn't. She isn't my soulmate, dad, you don't need to tell me that all the time-"
"I'm not saying it like that." Phil gently glared Wilbur, "I'm saying that there are probably better people to settle down with."
Wilbur groaned lightly, "Dad. Someone's going to end up hearing."
"I'm just saying, Wilbur..." Phil pulled his hands away now that Wilbur was all fixed up.
"Well, quit saying it, please." Wilbur gently sighed and walked through the doors, heading up to the altar.

Phil watched as Wilbur walked down the golden rug, eyebrows furrowed as he rested his head in his hand. 'He isn't happy. I just wish he wouldn't settle with her of all people... this wedding was already a fucking struggle to set up with how bitchy she was...' He sighed, walking down the hallway and to his wife.
Wilbur stepped up onto the platform of the altar, glancing over at Techno, who was slightly irritated with getting his tie done up. Wilbur smiled and went to him, "Let me help you."
Techno slightly perked up, "Ah, thank you."
Wilbur nodded with a hum as he helped his brother tie his tie. He tightened it and then straightened it out, "There. Is Tommy ready?"
Techno nodded, "Yep. He's surprisingly very careful with the rings." He glanced over at the youngest, who was hanging out with his dearest friend, Tubbo.
Wilbur looked over at the two, chuckling when he saw them having some sort of playful argument. "That's good at least.."

On the other side of the room, just outside the door, Ponk was assisting Quackity, while Sam chuckled at Quackity. "At least you look good!"
"I mean, yeah, I do, but I really wish she didn't fucking force me to wear these heels!" Quackity huffed.
"You can't even see the heels because your dress is so long.." Ponk commented as he walked Quackity through the doors.
"She insisted on it after she found out I have to keep my ankle bandaged." Quackity rolled his eyes. "She literally knew that my ankle was sprained and still insisted on these heels. It's just cruel! I shouldn't have agreed to this-" He huffed.
Ponk helped Quackity step up onto the alter, "I'm in agreement on that one..." He sighed, "She's so manipulative. I'm telling you, hon, you need to cut her off after this." He let Quackity balance and stand on his own.
"I probably will." Quackity sighed, "She's such a bitch..." He muttered, watching Ponk as he fixed Quackity's hair.

"You sure you're alright right now?" Ponk looked him in the eyes.
Quackity nodded, "Mhm... once this part's over I'll be able to sit down, anyway." He smiled a little, "And then I'm kicking the heels off."
Ponk chuckled, nodding. "Good plan. Sam and I were going to introduce ourselves to Sally's parents quickly, so we'll be back soon."
Quackity nodded, "Alright. See you in a bit, papa."
Ponk smiled, "I'll see you in a bit." He stepped down from the altar and headed off with Sam.
Quackity softly sighed as he watched his parents leave. His eyes gazed down at his grey dress, at least, to him it was grey. He then looked around the room, mostly full of grey aside from the hair or eyes of some people. Maybe a suit or accessory if he was lucky. He then looked over to see who the groom was, just to see a tall brunette and his gorgeous face. Quackity's face grew hot as he stared at the handsome man, 'THIS is the groom!? Either this guy is stupid, extremely manipulated by her, he's crazy, or he's settling down... because there is no fucking way Sally could realistically ever marry a man THIS fucking hot.' He was in utter disbelief. He shook it off though, trying to avert his gaze before he was caught staring. 'I need to stop. This is not my wedding and I'm not going to stoop so low to steal the groom...' He softly sighed.