Assassin Au - Tnt Duo

6 - Meeting

Wilbur POV

He creeps through the halls again a few days later, he's going to sneak into the short assassin's confinement room again.
He doesn't get why he isn't allowed to see him, they will be working together eventually after all.

On his way he runs into 2 of the spies on the team, Nick and Karl. He curses to himself as they notice him and wave.

"Hey Wilbur, what are you doing up so late?" Nick asks curiously.

"I could ask the same to you guys," Wilbur replies, deflecting the question so he has more time to think about it.

Nick chuckles a bit. "We went out to get some fresh air, a walk y'know."

Wilbur doesn't quite believe it was just a walk, there's been a rumor for a while that Nick and Karl are supposedly dating in secret. The two have always worked together as a duo. He has always been jealous of them since he hasn't been able to get a duo easily.

"So the assassin you kidnapped is from the biggest agency around?" Karl asks, looking to be in awe.

"Oh yeah, he goes by Quackity, he is one of their top assassins I believe," Wilbur replies. "He's gonna train with me and be my duo, we are recruiting him."

"Luckkyyy," Karl exclaims, "I'm stuck with this terrible spy," he nudges Nick playfully. "This dude can't even come up with a convincing cover story on the spot."

"Told you I shoulda been an assassin," Nick grumbles slightly.

"That takes 10x more training," Wilbur reminds him. "Sometimes I think I shoulda trained to be a spy instead, this damn assassin training takes so long."

"So where are you going?" Nick asks again.

Wilbur thinks for a moment longer. "I needed to go ask for some new towels to shower," he comes up with a lousy excuse. "Called room service but I think they are asleep so I was gonna go get some myself."

"Ah alright, we'll see you at breakfast tomorrow," Nick waves and he and Karl walk off down the hall.

Wilbur keeps walking, breathing a sigh of relief. Even though those two are spies, they weren't suspicious of his dumb story at all.

He reaches the door where Quackity is staying and knocks lightly before letting himself in.
He stands by the door. The other assassin is sitting on his bed in a black tank top and shorts. His beanie is on the bedside table and his black fluffy hair isn't tied back this time; it's down to around his shoulders. He's still wearing that eyepatch of his.

He looks over at Wilbur, his expression morphing into that of annoyance.

"Intruding again?" he asks with a sigh. He sits up, getting more alert.

"Yep," Wilbur steps out of the doorway, shutting the door behind him completely. He walks over, eyes fixed on the shorter male.

"I could strangle you and kill you pretty easily," Quackity comments.

"I think you forget I'm also an assassin. I am trained in that as well, and I am much taller than you," Wilbur replies, not fazed at all by the threat.