The Duck and the Fox // TNTduo/Quackbur!
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  • Parts 7
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  • Reads 148
  • Votes 9
  • Parts 7
  • Time 1h 2m
Ongoing, First published Jul 28
Hello! So before you start reading I like to say that this is a C!Wilbur and C!Quackity story NOT THE REAL PEOPLE. I do not support William Gold in any way. 
Now on with the plot of the story! 
Most of this is my AU with both characters. For example: Wilbur was born a hybrid, a fox! He has the ears and the tail...or use to have a tail... 
An example for Quackity! Qsmp lore will be brought up somewhere in here. Like Quesadilla Island and El Quackity! 
FW'S: Mention of blood, organs, anything on the inside. Abuse. Getting drunk. DID (Dissociative identity disorder) Angsty. 
There will probably be more but I can't think of it at the moment! 
Characters: C!Wilbur, C!Quackity, C!Tommy, C!Philza, C!Techno, C!SapNap, C!Karl, C!BadBoyHalo, C!Skepy(Egg era) C!Dream/DREAMXD, C!Eret, C!Foolish, C!Tubbo, C!Ranboo, C!Schlatt, C!Slime (he'll only be mentioned) and C!Fundy
Yep a lot of them for a Quackbur story XD
But enjoy and lets all forget the bullshit that happen in February.
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