"Ughh." I woke up with a massive headache. Wait, the last thing I remember I was being raped. Where am I?!?! I can feel myself start to hyperventilate. I'm in an unknown location. My head is killing me, and I'm in someone's bed. My breathing is really picking up. I'm struggling to calm down and breathe. I just can't. My breathing is running rapid, and I can't slow down. The tears spilling from my eyes flow down my face, leaving a sticky feeling on my face. I hear a loud door open up to see wilbur entering the room. He looks over to me, and a look of panic washes over his face. He runs over to me and squats next to the bed. I don't know why, but I feel a little safer with wilbur next to me. Though he's still an annoying prick. I don't know what washes over me, but I lean my head off the bed and snuggle it into wilburs neck. I can feel his body tense at me actions, but right when I'm about to pull away, he sets his strong hands on my back. His hands travel about and down, rubbing my back to calm me. I can hear wilbur whispering sweet nothings into my ear. He warm breath in my ear send shiver down my back. I pull away from wilbur now with ne tears coming to a stop thought still slightly shaken up about everything. I look wilbur in the eyes to see he's wither happy or relieved that I am here and calmed down. "Quackity, are you ok. Is there anything you need?" He questions me as I think about all that's happened. "Tell me w-what happened," i answer. "Well, I was walking around Las nevadas when I heard a scream. I ran over and found you about to be raped by another man. So I ran over to beat the shit out of him and save you." He says, and I look at him with disbelief." Then, after the guy was taken down, I ran over to check on you. Since you were hurt, I brought you back to my place to fix you up and rest. " He finishes. I look at him to see he sitting down on the floor. He really did save me, didn't he. I nod my head and reach down to pull wilbur in for a hug. Again, he seemed surprised by my kind action but took me in none the less. Wilbur, let's go, and I pull back. My mind tells me not to let go of wilburs' odd warmth, but I pull away and sit up in the bed. I put my hand up into my hair but feel something like a bandage. I touch the top of it again and wince. This must have been where I hit my head. I moved my legs out from under the blankets to see wilbur hadn't touched me, so I sat in my boxers and dress shirt. I quickly pull the blankets back over my a look up at wilbur. He has a small blush over his face before he starts talking again. "I'll go get your pants one second." With these words, wilbur scampered off, leaving me with my thoughts. If wilbur really did save me, what happened with the other dude? How has Las nevadas been doing without me? Do they really even need me in las nevadas? Then wilbur came back into the room with my folded pants in his hands. He passed them to me and turned around while I swiftly slid my pants back up my legs. Once I'm finally dressed again, I look over at wilbur, who's still starting at a wall trying not to watch me dress. Is this really wilbur? The wilbur I know has never been this caring for me. " You can turn around." I call, and wilbur spins around on his heels to look at me. "Are you alright now?" He questions. To be honest, I'm truly not. I mean, some guy tried to rape me, and my enemy was the one to save me. "Good as I'm getting," I answer. Wilbur doesn't need to know how I feel. I quickly stand up and start to walk out of the room I'm in. As I walk out the door, I'm greeted with trees. I look around and realize I was in wilburs' food truck thing. "Umm, thanks and all, but u need to get back to Las nevadas." I call out assuming wilburs behind me. "Ok, I guess," He answers. This is fucking weird. I walk a little farther to get to a larger clearing and spread my golden wings out. They're a little stiff from laying on them, but whatever it'll wear off as I fly. I start to get a running start flapping my wings and taking off into the sky. My wings carry me up higher above the tree line for all to see. As I level out I can feel the wind gliding around my wings and cutting around my face. This is amazing. The feeling of freedom finally allows me to relax and think of what's happened in the last hours. It's probably better I don't fucking think about that. As I fly over the entrance to Las navades I wonder did slime or anyone realize I was gone? Did they just keep working without me? Soon I glide down and land right outside the doors to my main work building. I really need to head to my office and get my work done. As I walk into the main lobby and into a hallway, I hear loud running behind me. I turn and get toppled over by a very upset slime. "Where have you been? We were all so worried we couldn't find you? I've been looking forever?" He Hollered at me. " Slime chill, I was just... visiting someone, " I answer. This seems to calm a little bit of his panic. " Why didn't you tell anyone?" He asks." I didn't think any of you would mind if I left for a bit, " I say, trying to calm him down. He looks down at me again and slides off of me and onto the floor. His breathing seems calmer as he stands up, and his worry seems to lessen. "Slime, im heading to my office if you need anything ok," I say he nods his head, and I walk away down the hall. As I go up the elevator down another hall and go into my office, I finally realize I should check my phone. I open it up to see dozens of missed texts from all of my friends. Wow. They really do care about me. Maybe they would miss me if I were to truly leave. I sit down at my desk and power on and enter my computer. There is a bunch of paperwork that I need to do so mabye that'll get my mind off things. For the next three hours, I spent my time doing work. I feel exhausted. Maybe a little nap at my desk will help me feel better. I slowly lay my head down in my arms and drift off to sleep after a long day of panic, realization, and a little smidge of hope.
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Fanfictionwhen you live in one of the most lively and entertaining cities ever, it sounds like a dream. quackitys life is not a dream. when you have to run the place, things get quite lonely. it's just work drink gamble repeat. but what happens when a strange...