"Enemies..?"

Part 4 - borgor

Third person POV

Revivedbur woke up in Phil's house, he looked around a bit, confused where he was at first but after a few seconds he remembered he was in his father's house, he slowly got up and put his cracked glasses on, then he put his trench coat on, he wanted to get new glasses, the same kind as the ones he already had, or have the lenses replaced, but he couldn't find any glasses like these or anyone who could replace the lenses, maybe he could ask Quackity later to see if he knew anyone who could, he walked over to where Phil was "G'mornin' " Revivedbur said with a tired voice, "Mornin' Wil" Phil responded with a smile "do you know where Tommy is?" Revivedbur asked "Nah, sorry mate, but he might be at Technos, or hanging out with Tubbo" Phil told him, "oh alright, I'll go check and see, bye Phil" Revivedbur said walking out of the front door "bye son" Revivedbur waved him goodbye not turning around

~when he was at technoblades house~

He walked through the door, techno didn't seem to be home "oh" the brunette said "I wonder were Techno went- eh" he walked out of his house closing the door behind him and walked around snowchester, he found the bench trio hanging out, he went up to Tommy and waved Tommy looked at Revivedbur for a second then continued to talk to Tubbo, Revivedbur took that as Tommy was busy or just didn't wanna see him, he walked back to his burger van and once he was there he got in the van and went over to the crafting table and made TNT, he grabbed flint 'n steel from the chest beside the crafting table and sighed, he went over to Las Nevadas, he walked into the restaurant that he despised, he hated how the burgers tasted almost heavenly, now most people would be happy if that were so, but Wilbur was trying to run a burger place himself, a burger van, so he placed 3 TNT in the restaurant, lit it, and ran off, hoping nobody had seen that, he walked back to his burger van, satisfied by what he did, but he kept asking himself 'what if Quackity saw that and doesn't wanna talk to me anymore.?' he didn't know why he even cared whether the duck hybrid talked to him or not, but the thought stayed in his mind, he was unable to get rid of it, dreading the thought of Quackity not wanting to speak to him again, to not have those nights were they would talk for hours, or the nights when they'd sleep in the same bed,or even just the times when they hugged, he didn't know why he hated the thought of that ending but he knew he was scared of that happening, he tried to convince himself he didn't care and he hated Quackity, that Quackity was his rival and he didn't care about him but that was to no avail, he knew that he cared about the ravenette, he knew he cared deeply for him, sometimes just wanting to be held by him for hours, but he didn't want to accept that nor would he ever admit he cared about him, if anyone asked him about what he thought about Quackity he'd scoff and say 'I hate him, he's my rival" but that just wasn't true, at last he was at his burger van and he leaned against it, outside of it.

~Quackity POV~

I'm bored as fuck, what am I supposed to do besides work even, I've already talked to Foolish and Fundy, I didn't wanna talk to Sam, and Charlie died recently, I honestly miss him, I wish he didn't die, I wish I could have saved him- I wish he had gotten on the blocks I placed for him and he had survived, but it's been a while since then, I can't go back and rewrite time, it's useless thinking about how I wish he survived, as much as I wish it had happened, I trusted slime, I honestly did and at this time in my life, it's quite an achievement for someone to be trusted by me, I only don't trust people because the last times I did it, it backfired on me, my mind wandered to Wilbur, I wanted to trust him, I wanted to hold him, but I feel like history would only repeat itself, I wanted to distance myself from Wilbur but at the same time I wanted to hold him close, maybe Wilbur could be different, maybe Wilbur wouldn't leave me, forget about me, or die on me, maybe I could protect him, protect him from dying, being hurt, anything of the sort, but I doubt that'll happen, but maybe I could go visit him, yeah I'll go visit him.

Third person POV

Quackity started to leave Las Nevadas when he noticed his restaurant was blown up, not all of it, but a good portion, he walked in and looked around 'what the hell..' he thought he walked out and ran to Revivedbur's burger van he grabbed Wilbur by his shirt collar, making Revivedbur be right next to Quackity's fave "I KNOW IT WAS YOU" the ravenette screamed, this startled Revivedbur

"did what ducky?"

"YOU BLEW UP MY RESTAURANT"

"No I didn't. I've been with Phil all day expect for now"

"THEN WHO DID, YOU'RE THE ONLY PERSON WHO'D DO THIS BESIDES MAYBE TUBBO-"

"It was probably Tubbo."

The ravenette let go of the taller male and mumbled "sorry", "it's fine Q" he said brushing himself off with a slight smirk knowing he had actually blown up the restaurant but made Quackity believe he didn't, he felt proud even, "was that all?" Asked the brunette "No, I wanted to visit you, wanna come to my office so we can talk like we normally do?" Quackity said, feeling guilty about how he approached the male just a few minutes ago, Revivedbur looked up at the sky, "I guess so, can I stay the night again?" He looked back at the shorter male "That's around 4 hours from now, you plan to stay that long?" He asked Revivedbur hummed "I mean dealing with you for four hours beats sleeping on the floor in a van" he chuckled "alright" said the shorter male "come on then" they both went to Quackity's office and talked for 4 and a half hours, then they both went to sleep.

~END~

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