The Princes Poet

chapter four

When Wilbur woke up he was laying on the bed still something heavy in his hands and something wrapping around his waist. He looked down to see the prince.

He blushed oh god he was basically cuddling the prince! He shifted slightly seeing it was dark outside. He moved a bit more to try to look for a clock to see the time. 

He heard Quackity groan then he saw Quackity look up. He accidentally woke him up when looking to find the time, “Sorry I didn’t mean to wake you up..” Wilbur mumbled his face still red as a tomato.

“It’s alright..” Quackity murmured looking around. Suddenly his eyes widened and he immediately got off of Wilbur.

“What? What's wrong Quackity?” Wilbur asked, noticing him suddenly being alert and pacing a bit. “Oh nothing, just the fact that I slept all day, basically missing every meeting I had! Oh and my father probably saw us so now I’m screwed!” Quackity spoke quickly and was pacing around the room faster now.

“Quackity I- hold on” Wilbur stood up. Quackity kept pacing around mumbling absolute nonsense stuff about his dad and how he’s going to get killed.

Wilbur stopped Quackity grabbing his shoulders “Quackity!” he shouted in his face. Quackity stopped pacing and looked at Wilbur with some tears flowing down his cheeks.

“The ki- your dad might’ve seen us…? And by what I’m hearing he doesn’t like people dating the same gender am I correct?” Wilbur clarified.

Quackity nodded his breath shaking, “Yeah and.. And he already has me for an arranged marriage!” Quackity cried out. Wilbur felt so bad for Quackity. 

Wilbur pulled Quackity into a tight hug. “It's alright Quackity… Just let it all out..” he whispered, trying to provide at least some comfort. 

Quackity froze for a second then hugged Wilbur tightly sobbing into his shoulder. Wilbur's shirt getting a wet patch in it from Quackity’s tears. 

Quackity was rambling about sleeping all day, the cuddling, the arranged marriage, and him liking boys- wait him liking boys?!

Wilbur looked pulled back from Quackity for a moment, “what?” Quackity choked out his voice cracking. 

“You like boys?” Wilbur asked. 

“Yeah?...” Quackity answered, confused on why Wilbur was so concerned about that. 

“That's cool…” Wilbur was secretly celebrating in his mind maybe just maybe he did have a chance.

“Wait, do you have a problem with it? Are you grossed out now cause a gay guy was cuddling you?” Quackity started panicking again and Wilbur realized his mistakes. 

“No, no! I do too, don't worry” Wilbur reassured, not knowing if it actually would help…

“Oh good” Quackity sighed relieved he didn't have to worry about losing Wilbur anymore. 

“Uhh… Quackity should I leave since it's night and I'm sure you have things to do…” Wilbur looked around and found a clock. 

“Oh- it's 12 in the morning I don't think you have things to do at 12 AM-” he commented. 

“Wait 12 AM? You're not walking home at 12 in the morning especially since you just came from the castle. It's a dangerous world” Quackity seemed to be really protective right now. 

“That is true someone might try to rob me…” Wilbur agreed, “so where will I sleep?” He asked.

“Follow me!” Quackity started to walk towards what Wilbur assumed was a closet. 

Quackity opened it and it was definitely not a closet… it was a secret bedroom not as big or fancy as Quackity's bedroom but still a room. 

“Why do you just have a second room inside your room…?” Wilbur asked, looking around the room curious. 

“Well it used to be my study but I don't really use it so we made it a guest room” Quackity shrugging. He started to walk around the room. Wilbur followed him around like a lost puppy.

“It's a nice room for a smaller room….” Wilbur muttered thinking back to his house where his bedroom was his kitchen, living room, and basically any other room, his bathroom obviously being the only one separated from the other ones.

“Yeah it's nice my little brother's room is just a little bigger though”  Quackity commented. “Wait wait, you have a little brother?!” Wilbur was astonished there was a secret prince?!

“Oh! No, no he’s not reallyyy my brother he is one of the guards who live here but I think of him as a brother he’s a good kid” Quackity corrected.

“Oh cool, what's his name?” Wilbur wanted to know more about this kid if he even really was a kid because if he was he’d be a little young for one of the castle guards.

“His name is Tommy he has blonde hair and is about my height you might’ve seen him around before” Quackity answered. “WAIT WHAT?!” Wilbur practically screeched.

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A/N : My bad it took me so long to update I kinda forgot about this fanfic to be so honest and I also had writers block- Chapter five might come out tomorrow or Thursday idk depends if I write tomorrow (Also just a btw I write all these chapters on my school computer during school only thing that is made after and on here are these little notes and word counts)