" if we have souls, they're made of the love we share... undimmed by time, unbound by death. "
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PRESIDENTIAL HOUSE, MANBERG.
TO CALM DOWN THE catastrophe in his mind, wilbur decided to take matters into his own hands. he broke into the presidential house, determined to find the portfolio quackity revealed at the end of the war. he needed to see the evidence in front of his eyes to believe it.
as he trekked the familiar halls of the presidential house, he kept sipping on a night vision potion, making his senses heightened. he felt like a nocturnal apex predator prowling for prey. his vision was turning brighter and brighter, being able to make things out within the walls that can't be seen by the human eye.
he thought about where such an important portfolio would be placed. it's certainly not in king's office or the casual areas. it has to be in a hidden place.. or perhaps close to someone. wilbur thought, peering his head out from a corner and scanning the area before entering the new hallway.
when he kept walking at the same pace, sometimes opening doors to check random rooms, he didn't realize that he was nearing the butler's hall. that's when he heard a low growl emitting from behind him, making him stop in his tracks.
"what are you doing here, wil?" upon hearing the all-knowing voice, he turned around to be faced with his son, fundy. "you know you shouldn't be here. if you leave right now, i won't tell anyone. you can go back to pogtopia unscathed." fundy offered, not wanting to deal with his father at this very moment.
it wasn't looking like a good situation, and fundy knew wilbur didn't want to escalate anything either. so he offered some slither of sympathy despite the unhealthy dynamic they had, and the tension that was strung heavily within the atmosphere.
wilbur frowned, contemplating what to say before speaking, "fundy, please show me the portfolio." he decided to take a direct approach, matching fundy's tone. fundy tilted his head in confusion. wilbur sighed out of impatience. "the portfolio from the war yesterday. quackity said there was evidence in there to have a trial against king. and techno told me that you, him, and quackity have been working together to gather that evidence." wilbur claimed, taking some small steps closer so fundy can get a better view of him.
"i just want to see it myself. i promise you i'm not gonna do anything bad, and i won't say anything further about it because i'll be at king's trial anyways." fundy listened with a weird expression on his face, eyebrows scrunched together as if he heard the most bizarre thing in the world. "what the heck do you mean? do you not trust us?" fundy questioned, making wilbur's heart drop.
