DSMP and QSMP one shots

Before The Island Pt.2

TW: Very Minor mention of blood

The tall man walked into the room; his pupils adjusted to the dim lights. After a few moments Quackity recognized the man as Wilbur. But he looked different, his once perfect brown curly hair was now greasy and had a white streak that fell just above his reddish-brown eyes. He had a bandage wrapped around arm; it was stained with blood. 

Wilbur had round glasses with a golden rim and a broken lens. Parts of Wilbur's face was stitched on and green. Quackity inched closer to him. "What happened to you?" Quackity huffed while wrinkling his nose bridge. "I-I don't know I was just with Tallulah and then I was standing in a giant crater." he said while brushing some dust off of his coat. Then Wilbur gestured to Quackity's face, "You've got something on your face." Wilbur said bluntly. Quackity rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. "Well, we should walk around to see if anyone else is here." Slimecicle suggested.

 Quackity nodded and motioned for Will and Slime to follow him. Eventually they made it outside the building. The sun was casting a golden light across the city as it dipped behind the buildings. The breeze was chilling, sending goosebumps up Quackity's arms. All of a sudden there were footsteps approaching them rapidly. Out of instinct they all pulled out weapons, ready to fight. In front of them stood a... Fox?

"Quackity! Tommy wants to speak with you-" he paused. "Why is Wilbur here? I thought he wasn't allowed to come into Las Nevadas." The tall fox stood in confusion. "What are you talking about? Who even are you?" Quackity kept his sword up and pointed at the fox. "It's me, Fundy. Are you feeling alright?" Fundy held up his hands in surrender. "Er- Yes I'm fine I was about to um. . .escort Wilbur away, right Will?'' Will nodded and put his sword away. Fundy nodded, "Tommy is at the border so when you get rid of Wilbur make sure to take a look for him." The fox said before running off. 

Quackity and Slimecicle put away their weapons, "Alright well I guess we should check out the border?'' Quackity said and without waiting for an answer started to walk down a long street.

After what seemed to be a walk that lasted forever, they finally reached what they assumed was the border because a younger looking boy was standing there with his arms crossed.

 He had blonde hair and a red and white t-shirt. Wrapped around his neck was a green bandana that seemed to cover up a few scratches that climbed up his neck and onto his chin. He wore long blue jeans with stitched on patches and below them he had wrinkled socks covered by some black and white converse. His nose was scrunched up like he was mad about something.

 When he noticed the group approach he glared at Wilbur, "Will! Why are you always running over here! We need help at the hotdog van." he said sternly. "What?" Will asked the boy, Tommy looked confused but still angry. "What's wrong with you?" Tommy asked Will, his expression lightened a little. Wilbur, Slimecicle and Quackity explained what was going on and what happened. The boy stayed silent for a couple seconds before opening his mouth again, "So you don't remember anything?" He looked like he was going to cry, but instead he just scratched his head. Willbur shrugged, "Uhm, no. I don't" he said looking at the ground.

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Part three soon!

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