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TW: Alcohol, Fighting, yelling, loud noises, uncomfortable scenes. Tell me if i missed anything!!

Again I do not think of the CC like this. These are only the characters from the dream smp!!!

Quackity POV:

Me and Wilbur walk towards Roier's house, his door already open. We could see a sea of teenagers dancing, talking, making-out. You know the usual. It smelt heavily of alcohol, cigarettes(Yes it smells different then regular smoke) vaper, and sweat.

Me and Wilbur headed to the kitchen, I grabbed a red solo cup. I saw Foolish and Etoiles talking to Nikki. They waved over to us.

"Hey guys!" I spoke as me and Wilbur approached the three. We start talking. I take a drink of the bitter liquid. Sure it tastes bad, and I have a fuck ton of trauma with it, but we're celebrating something today!! After about two solo cups of alcohol Wilbur and Nikki go off to hang out with other people.

Me, Foolish, and Etoiles talk, through out all of it I drank more and more. I forgot how much I had, but I know it was a lot. Everything was so funny, and it was also a bit blurry.

"Ok Quackity that's enough,"Foolish said in a worried tone.

"Yeah Q, calm down on the alcohol. Who's driving you home?" Etoiles said matching the tone Foolish had.

I hiccup "Wilbur is!" I giggle, "Wilbur~ oh he's hot, hehe hes sooooooo handsome" I state not giving a damn who hears.

"Etoiles Go get Wil and I'll get Quackity some water. Quackity stay here." Etoiles nods. Foolish and Etoiles disappear into the crowd.

Ashes by Stellar started playing of course i dance along. Large rough hands pin my to the wall.

"Pumpkin!" Shlatt smiled. His breath smelt heavily of cheap beer, bring back terrible memories.

"No, No Shlatt go away!" I tried pushing him away, i was to weak. He put his lips on mine. I started to cry, still trying to push him away.

"GET YOU FUCKING HANDS OFF HIM!" a British voice yelled from across the room. The music stopped and the teens stopped rubbing up against each other see as to where the voice came from. It caught Shlatt attention that's for sure.

It was Wilbur! Shlatt covered my mouth before I could say anything, Wilbur stormed towards us.

"And If I don't?" Shlatt asked smugly. Wilbur is taller then Shlatt but Shlatt is built stronger then him.

"Hit me, you cunt" Wilbur challenged, with a smirk.

Immediately Shlatt punch Wilbur in the face. Wilbur stumbled back a bit, and covered his nose with his hand. I think he was bleeding. He took his hand away from his nose, seeing the blood on it. Smiling manically for a second. 

"Your all bark, and no bite Johnathan," Shlatt had fire in his eyes, whilst Wilbur seemed to love taunting him. Shlatt tried to swing again but Wilbur was to quick. Wilbur ducked then uppercut him, right in the chin. Shlatt stumbled back obviously not expecting that. Wilbur was light on his feet, not hesitating to punch him again, and again. just as Shlatt was about to hit him, Wilbur put his hands up. You know like in those boxing movie where the person put their arms up and cover their face? Like that.

Wilbur blocked, then punched Shlatt in the stomach a few times hard, making Shlatt fall to the ground in pain.

"Tch, Pathetic,"

Wilbur kicked Shlatt one last time after knocking him out cold, panting a bit.

"Oh my god that was hot, I wanna kiss you so badddd" I slurred looking up at Wilbur. He turned red.

"Come on darling, let's get you home." Wilbur took my hand and lead me out of the party, helping me every time i stumbled. Which was a lot.

On the drive home Wilbur put on some chill music to help me calm down. I helped a bit. We arrived at Wilbur's house, since my mom told me it was fine. Wilbur brought me to his room.

"Feathers, do you want to take a shower?" Wilbur asked

"Nooooo I want to cuddle with you." I whined.

"Ok, ok what ever you want feathers." Wilbur smiled throwing a sweater and some shorts at me. I go into the bathroom and change quickly. Wilbur's on the bed shirtless, with sweatpants. He opens the blanket. I quickly cuddle up next to him.

"Your cute," Wilbur said lovingly and started playing with my hair.

"I know~" I giggle. It was quiet for a bit. "Wilbur, I'm gonna tell you something that sober Quaickity is wayyyyy to  scared to say."

"And what is that?"

"I think your really really handsome, and hot, and I really like you. I want to kiss you, so so so so so so baddddddd" Wilbur's whole face went red. Then I fell asleep to Wilbur drawing circles along my back, and sweet humming.

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A/N :]

sorry if this a bit bad, I'm tired. Idk if I'll fix it later but here you go enjoy!

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