The Forget-Me-Nots (Quackbur)

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A/N: Shout out to Tullium, They don't even read this but, they are the reason for me finally getting off my ass and typing this. :]

Wilbur POV:

"Good morning, Love" I lean onto the lockers and smile.

"Wilbur I thought I told you not to call me that" The duck boy's face dusted red as he closed his locker.

"Awe but Ducky~ I love seeing your reaction~" I flirted, hooking his chin. I felt like being a bit of a bitch today, I was also kinda needy.(*cough* horny *cough*)

"S-shut up" Quackity stuttered. his face turning red. I leaned in a bit closer, our lips centimeters away. I smirked, Quackity's breath hitched.

"I know what will shut you up." I spoke softly, looking into his extravagant eyes. He kept looking at my lips.

"ARE YOU TWO KISSING?!?!?!" My face started burning, me and Quackity quickly turned away from each other. I glared at where the loud British voice came from, the blonde gremlin I call my brother, stood in the middle of the hallway, grabbing everyone's attention.

"I KNEW IT! TUBBO YOU OWE ME!" He started cheering in celebration. I glanced at Quackity, he looked like he was buffering, His face was beet red and he was sweating a bit. He seemed to be in his own world.

"WE WEREN'T KISSING!" I yell back embarrassed but annoyed.

------------------R U Mine-------------------- [Song by Arctic Monkeys!!!]

I had already finished my work so I started writing song lyrics, and tapped the rhythm. "I go crazy 'cause here isn't where i wanna be," I sing quietly "And satisfaction feels like a distant memory. I can't help myself all I wanna hear him say is 'Are you mine?"

"Wacha doing?" Quackity leaned over to me.
"Writing songs"
"Can I see?" Quackity asked with excitement, his eyes sparkling.
"Sure," I say hesitantly. I pass him the notebook. His eyes light up as he reads the lyrics.

"You wrote this?" My face starts to heat up.
"y-yeah" I smiled.
"Sooooo who's the song about?" Quackity teased, "It seems like a love song,"
"Um well," I stuttered, "I'm not telling you" I grin hiding my embarrassment.
"Awe come on Wil!" Quackity pleas.
"No~" I take back my notebook.
"Please?!"
"Nope!" The bell rings before he can ask again.
"Saved by the bell," He mumble, I chuckle. We gather our things and head our separate ways.

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"Hey, Wil!" Quackity smiled, taking a seat next to me, on the loud cramped bus. It smelt of cigarettes and teenagers.

"Hey, Q!" I reply closing my book.

"Here," Quackity passed me his right airpod, I put it in. I started hearing soft music. I closed my eyes for a second.

"Apocalypse by Cigarettes after sex!"

"I swear one day I'll find a song you don't know! but anyway its a cigarettes after sex mood." Quackity shrugged.

 The bus jerked forwards. "Sooooo did you hear about Roier's party? Roier said to tell you about it, if you hadn't heard about it already."

"I heard some random people talking about it, other then that no," I reply honestly.

"Well Roier's throwing a party since the school's football team won the finals or something, I think its also because he's a pussy, and is to nervous to kiss Cellbit, so he needs a reason to." Quackity stated, smiling.

"Oh you think so?" I said sarcastically, chuckling a bit. Quackity just rolls his eyes.
Roier is a decently rich kid, he never flexed on it or anything. It was just a well known fact, He's the son to the richest person in town.