38 - False Praise

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Quackity POV

His wings feel much better the next day but in return he gets a bad headache.
It starts as a small throbbing pain when he wakes up by Wilbur's side, but soon the pain gets even worse.

Quackity slides out of bed, not bothering to wake his partner.
He grabs a cup and fills it with cold water from the bathroom sink. Maybe drinking a lot will stop the headache? It's worth a shot.

Quackity makes his way back over to the bed, sipping the water slowly. He sits down on his side of the mattress, glancing over at Wilbur for a bit. The other man is sleeping peacefully with a soft smile on his face.

Quackity finishes his water and sets the empty cup to the side. He eases himself back down by Wilbur's side.

The headache persists as Quackity tries to relax, it's starting to piss him off... but he doesn't want to get up AGAIN to try the pain pills.

Finally Wilbur shifts, he must be waking up.

"Mmm..." he turns onto his back and yawns.

"Wilbur?" Quackity asks softly. "You awake?"

"Oh... hey," Wilbur manages as he opens his eyes. "Mmm... dear..." he rolls onto his side again, this time facing Quackity. His eyes flutter closed again.

The shorter assassin feels a flush come to his cheeks at the affectionate word.
"Are you talking about me?" he asks.

Wilbur opens his eyes again. "Hi..." he smiles tiredly.

Quackity can't help but smile.
Well he's sure acting different, he thinks.

Wilbur finally sits up in bed, rubbing his eyes.
"Feeling better today?" he asks.

"My head hurts pretty bad..." Quackity admits as he sits up too. "But my wings are fine."

Wilbur stretches and stares over at him. "Sorry, uh... what did you ask me earlier?"

"You called me dear," Quackity tells him.

The other man looks embarrassed but he quickly covers it up. "Did you like it? I bet you liked it."

"No I didn-" Quackity starts to say.

Wilbur grins at him.

"Fine, I did," Quackity sighs. He rubs his temples softly, trying to ease the headache.

"You want some pills?"
Wilbur slowly gets out of bed to grab the pain pills for him as he nods.

The shorter male takes the pills, then reclines back against the pillows.
"I'm just going to rest for a bit and hope the headache goes away soon," he says.

"Alright," Wilbur sits back down beside him.
"The commander might want to speak to us today..."

"Yeah, I'm not going to let her shame us though," Quackity replies firmly. "We will not apologize to her for the partially failed mission."

"But..." Wilbur hesitates.

"It wasn't our fault, we can't let her push us around," Quackity continues.

"She's the commander though," Wilbur mumbles. 

"Yeah, but..." Quackity drops his passionate tone as he sees his partner's worried gaze.

"I don't want you to get into more trouble with her," Wilbur wrings his hands.

"She already wants me dead," Quackity replies. "What more can I do?"

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