M.C.C.C (Wilbur x OC)

The curse of the Jacks

Wilbur and Amber chuckled for a while at themselves.

'So you're like a therapist" Wilbur asked, causing her to laugh.

"No no no. I'm just observant I guess" she shrugged although he couldn't see her face.

"You're telling me you didn't study psychology?" Wilbur pressed on.

"No, I studied music and English" she stated.

"You studied music?" He asked. "You know apart from being tall and extremely handsome, I am also musically talented." He remarked.

"Yeah..." She recalled. "I think I do remember you saying that."

"So what? Do you make music or?" Wilbur questioned, you could tell when he was talking about something he was interested in because he couldn't stop talking about it. That was another thing she knew about him.

"Nah, I mean I make music quite a lot but I've never actually made a song or anything" she started fiddling her fingers together.

"Why not?" His tone dropped from his jokey laugh to an almost disappointed one.

"I don't know. I've just never thought I would become an actual musician. Like I'll play a few things for fun but nothing serious" she started picking the skin around her nails, she hated talking about herself for too long because she always leaves the conversation realising she'd done something wrong or that she didn't do good enough, it just always made her kinda sad. "Anyway enough about me," she said, "what's new with you?" She physically cringed, she was terrible at segways.

"I don't know if I can tell you much about me, you clearly already know everything" he said.

"I'm sure I don't know everything! Like... What's your favourite colour?" She questioned him.

"What do you think it is?" He asked.

"Like a mustard orangy yellow"

"Why so specific?" He smiled.

"Because the colour spectrum is so wide!" She said

"Another observation of yours." He remarked.

"No... It's just common knowledge, you know." She defended herself.

"You got it right though" he said.

"You're joking." She said chuckling " you've got to be joking!"

"I'm not!" He was soon laughing with her. After a few minutes of laughing so hard his sides hurt he returned to the conversation. "Although I don't know a lot about you, you sure know a lot about me and I hope we can be friends"

"That was very cringe Mr soot" she deadpanned.

"Wtf! I was trying to be nice!" Her comment sent both of them into laughing fits again. "Okay!" He said after finally regaining his breath. "I've got to go, but I can talk later if you want?" He offered.

"Sure, got no one better to talk to" she said louder in hopes her roommate would hear.

"Oi, I heard that!" Jack yelled at her.

Wilbur chuckled and she just smiled at his laugh. He genuinely enjoyed her company. And she enjoyed his. Maybe he was right and they could be friends.

"I'll talk to you in a bit okay m'lady?" He said after slowing his breathing down.

"M'lady?" Amber questioned.

"Don't ask, I have a thing for nicknames" he said.

"I would've guessed" she smiled.

"Of course you would've!" He rolled his eyes. "But seriously talk to you later okay?"

"Yeah!"

"See you later m'lady"

"Talk to you soon sir"

The call ended, the last thing she heard was his chuckle. She clicked back onto the group chat. 'I live with Jack manifold by the way.' She quickly sent out before closing her PC down. She grabbed her phone before walking into jacks room. He wasn't there. He was still streaming. She clicked off of the be right back screen and back to the main screen.

"Hello chat!" She said as chat flooded with comments about her, some confused, some complements.

"Um hello?" A deep voice came from his computer.

"Jesus to fuck!" She shouted.

The voice just chuckled at her.

"I didn't mean to scare you" the voice said. "Is this Amber again?"

"Yes it is. Hello Corpse" she said gasping for air.

"You know me?" He asked.

"I can recognise that sexy voice anywhere" she joked hoping to avert the attention from the fact she just made a tit of herself in front of a few thousand viewers.

Corpse was laughing at her joke and was joined by a few more voices.

"Who is here right now?" She asked nervously.

"I'm the better Jack" a voice with a very thick Irish accent said. Must be Jacksepticeye.

"I'm the only one who calls corpse sexy around here," said another voice, it was soft spoken and calm. Sykkuno.

A few more people introduced themselves. Before a high pitch voice greeted her.

"Helloooo" it was very obviously Quackity, but Quackity with a stupid voice of course.

"Tina is that you?" She joked. Leaving Quackity cackling his loud laugh. "Do you have something in your throat?" She commented which made Quackity laugh more, his laughter along with everyone elses made Amber chuckle to herself.

"Hellooo Amberr," Quackity said.

"Hellooo Quackityy" she copied.

"Do you two know each other?" The real Tina asked.

"Yeah, he harrases me often" she complained.

"No no no, we talk often, no harassment here," he said. "She loves talking to me"

"Yeah" she said in a monotoned hush.

"Sure sounds like it" the irishman commented. "Are you sure you don't just think that she does when she really doesn't?"

"The leprechaun has a point" Amber started matter-of-factly.

"You know what. Nevermind Quackity keep harrassing her" He deadpanned.

Everyone started laughing.

"No! I need my Jacks! I collect them like Pokemon!" She whined.

"Do you have a lot of friends called jack?" Sykkuno asked.

"It's kind of weird. The dude in the apartment next to us is called jack. My boss's husband is called jack and the icing on the cake my ex boyfriend was called jack" she said.

"That's weird!" Valkyrae chirped in.

The others agreed.

"The curse of the jacks" Corpse said.

Suddenly the door opened.

"Shit! Will people stop scaring me today!" She exclaimed.

"What are you doing?" Jack asked.

"Nothing!" She got up quickly. "Bye guys!" Jack sat back down in his chair. "Oh and corpse!" She leant closer to the mic. "Don't stop being sexy!" She quickly left the room. The sounds of laughter being muffled by the closing door.