<- The Dream Relm -> ^Quackbur^

• 6 ~ Realization •

Quackity woke up.

Is this a real?

Quackity got out of the bed.

Quackity checked beside him. There was Wilbur. He sighed.

Quackity then got up and grabbed his computer. Quackity tried to turn on the computer.

The computer turned on. It was just static.

Great.

Quackity groaned. "New computer time, Will." Said Quackity.

Wilbur groaned.

Quackity then got a theory about all his dreams about Wilbur.

The theory was that Quackity was stuck in some sort of 'dream relm' of something. Quackity had to find a way to get out.

So, he tested his theory. Quackity went up to Wilbur and asked, "Where did you come from?"

Wilbur's eyes widened as his face became corrupted with black lines.

Quackity gasped.

"Wake up." Said Wilbur.

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Quackity woke up with a gasp.

Quackity had a horrible headache, and his hand hurt, ALOT.

Quackity looked down at his hand. It had the same 'corruption' Wilbur's face had.

Quackity gasped again.

WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?!

Quackity jumped out of the bed and ran through the house to find Wilbur sitting on the couch in the living room.

"Well good morning, love." Said Wilbur with a smile.

Quackity shook his head to rid of his thought that it was really Wilbur.

It's fake, Alex!

Quackity walked up to Wilbur.

"Why are you here? To torture me?" Asked Quackity.

"I'll only say what you want me to. Heh! This is your imagination, correct?" Asked Wilbur.

"What? What do you mean?" Asked Quackity.

"Wake up." Said Wilbur.

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Lol this story is gonna be good! ⟟ know how it's gonna end!