"I'm done with these stupid missions. Why are we so obsessed with this mafia anyways?" Quackity grumbles as he grabs his stuff.
"Well the commander personally told me why," Wilbur boasts.
"Ok then tell me smartass," Quackity nudges him.
"It's because the agency thinks the mafia has personal info about us," the other assassin says. "And that they are selling it to make millions."
Quackity hesitates in shock. "Damn, how did that get out?"
"No clue, it's only a theory with a ton of evidence though," Wilbur grins and keeps grabbing his stuff. "Why? Your old agency never had crazy mafia situations?"
"No! Course not, we took people out, that's what an assassin agency is for," Quackity replies. He then thinks of something crazy. "Are you sure the commander isn't in the mafia selling them the data for money?"
"Quackity... you need to stop saying stuff like that," Wilbur murmurs worriedly.
"What's gonna happen huh?" the shorter male rolls his eyes. "She gonna kill me?"
Wilbur gives him a pained look. "I'm serious, they could be recording everything you say."
"Ok, ok, I'm sorry," Quackity didn't mean to worry him that badly. "I won't get executed by her." he then hesitates, stopping himself before he says anything about escaping from here. He wants to see if he can convince Wilbur to come with him.
"Let's get going," the taller male murmurs quietly, his mood has changed to worried.
"What's wrong?" Quackity asks as the two head for the helicopter.
"She probably won't be the one to kill you," Wilbur tells him. "She would tell me to do it."
"And you would comply?" the shorter male questions him a bit harshly.
"I... I don't know," Wilbur murmurs. "I don't even want to have to think about it. Killing you would ruin me though."
Quackity sighs in relief, he knows the other man would never do that to him.
"You really care about me huh," he murmurs.
"Yeah, I do," Wilbur smiles a little, he still seems shaken up by the possibility of the commander ordering him to kill...
The two assassins slip into the helicopter and sit down. It soon lifts and starts to fly them in the direction of their next target.
"Make out with me, I'm scared," Wilbur jokes as he holds his seat.
"A mild fear of heights he says..." Quackity grins.
"It's mild, I'm fine," Wilbur smiles mischievously. "I just wanted an excuse to make out."
The shorter male sighs then turns the other man's face with his hands. He pulls down his mask, leaning in and giving him a quick kiss.
"There."
Wilbur brightens up in an instant. "Did you just kiss me?"
"What did it feel like?" Quackity nudges him. He pulls his mask back up over his mouth.
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Assassin Au - Tnt Duo
Fiksi Penggemar"Ah shit, I missed the real target." Wilbur works for an agency that kills people, particularly rich people. But while on a mission when he almost dies, he is saved by someone with a very accurate shot. He meets another assassin from a different ag...
