Prologe

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It was a sunny day out in Las Nevadas. Quackity was at his office balcony, observing the view of his nation in pride and probably looking out for a certain zombie.

Little did he know, life got other plans for him.

The door to his office opened, footsteps were heard behind the person. It made its way to quackity.

"What's wrong slime?" Quackity asked, turning to face Charlie with a smile.

"Wilbur soot from Paradise wants to talk to you, Quackity from Las Nevadas!" Slime said with that childish tone of his. The smile on the president's face almost break, but luckily quackity has a strong poker face. He let out an sigh.

"Do you want me to-"

"No, it's okay slime. I'll go down and talk to him." The ravenete reassured the other, already making way down.

Once arrived, the bottom of his shoes makes contact with the sand, sinking abit in. There stood the brown-haired male, already smoking a cigarette. The shorter presents himself to him.

"Say it before I tell you to fuck off to that shitty van of yours." Quackity let his poker face drop and revealed his pissed off expression. Wilbur smiled, scoffing afterwards. He handed quackity a cigarette, an invitation if he wants to smoke. "No thank you, now please TALK before I make sure you won't leave here without a couple of bruises." The hybird threatens, clearly impatient as his expression darkens.

"Now now Alex-."

"Don't call me that." Quackity replied aggressively, wilbur nodded and continued on "Quackity, I have recently made a new discovery on this SMP, I'm not sure this is a common thing tho." Wilbur said, taking in a puff of smoke, holding it in before exhaling it. "I recently made a portal just so I could get some extra glowstone to light up paradise, but before entering it. The stature of the portal suddenly change." Wilbur explained the whole portal thing like a maniac.

"Wilbur.. Did you fall of the somewhere and hit your head cause you sound insane." Quackity asked, looking worried as fuck.

"No, I'm serious about this quackity! I-I can even show you. Just Believe me!" Wilbur holds his rival by his shoulder, looking desperate?

Quackity for once, was in shocked. He has never seen wilbur since.. since FOREVER (i fogor dsmp errr). He breaks his eye contact with wilbur, looking out for anyone. Still he ended up making eye contact with him.

"Shit.. Fine, FINE!" Quackity push the older off of him, straightenjng his shirt and tie "But, I swear if you dare waste my time on this fucking trick of yours, I won't hesitate to send you back to whatever hole you crawled up from." Wilbur gulped from the tension between his rival, leading quackity to the portal.

Once they arrived at the coordinates, there it was, the portal wilbur ain't lieing about.

The portal looks.. different. There was no obisidian blocks surrounding it, the color has a different color.

"What in the actual fuck.." Quackity said, fucking dazed by it.

"D-Does anyone know about this?"

"No, I suppose not."

"WELL WHAT ARE WE SUPPOSED TO DO??"

"Might aswell go in and find out."

"ARE YOU MENTAL?"

"Yeah.." Wilbur replied back, heading towards it. "Well, you can go. I'm not coming." Quackity said, already turning into the other directions. "Oh, your coming alright." WIlbur said as he drags quackity by the wrist and already throwing themselves into the portal.

Meanwhile..

The person entered the room, closing the door. "Boss, what do you request me for?" The person bowed, waiting for the leader to answer. "Patrol around xxxx with dazai will you, heard there was something going on there." The leader answered. "Dazai again? Seriously?" The figure scoffs "Yes again, just incase something goes wrong." The boss replied with an innocent tone. "Understood boss." The figure replied, bowing then leaving the room.

Surely nothing can go wrong right?

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Guys im actually not cringing about this for once

Whats gonna happen idfk
Happy spooky month yall


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