DSMP OneShots

~♥Taking Him Out♥~

Happy Valentine's day~
I give you Quackbur >:]

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//  Third Person POV //
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Wilbur stormed into the house; slamming the door behind him, startling Tommy who was sitting on the couch.
"DUDE-" The blond looked over his shoulder and glared daggers at his brother, "The fuck is wrong with you-"

Wilbur stared back at him then turned his attention away as he stomped over to the kitchen, ignoring Tommy's question.
"The fuck man-" Tommy got up from the couch and followed him into the kitchen.

Phil watched as Wilbur stormed into the kitchen followed by Tommy who was clearly upset at him for something, "What's wrong with you two." He glared up from his cup of coffee.

"THIS FUCKER SLAMMED THE DOOR FOR NO FUCKING REASON-" Tommy shouted at Phil as he pointed at Wilbur who was leaning on a counter, deep in thought.
"Wilbur-"

He stayed silent and glared at the floor slightly grunting in annoyance, "Something bothering you, mate?"

Wilbur nodded and looked up from the floor and at Phil, "How do I take someone out?"
Philza cocked a brow and put his mug down, "Take someone out?"

"Like... murder?"

"Orrrr, on a date?" Tom added giving Wilbur a cocky smirk.

"I-" The brunette paused for a moment and took a breath, "I don't know yet-"

Philza and Tommy shared a look and turned their attention back to Wilbur, "Who is it?"
Wil turned a light pink and covered his face staring down at his ground mumbling something that was muffled by his hand.

Techno walked into the kitchen and noted the odd tension in the room that was aimed at Wilbur, "Did you kill someone?" He walked over to the fridge as stared at Wilbur, "Why are you pink?"

"He wants to take someone out," Phil looked at Techno then back at Wil, "Like murder?" The Blade turned to join everyone who was staring at Wil, "Who are you taking out?"

"Qu...Quackity-..."

"GOOD!"

"YOU'RE NOT KILLING BIG Q-"

"You've figured out your opinion of him?"

"I... h...have? And, I'm not... uhm... killing him-?" He stared down at his feet as he bit his tongue.

"...Please tell me you're joking."

"I FUCKING KNEW IT!"

"You're taking Quackity out on a date?"

"Please tell me you're not."

Wilbur stayed quiet and shoved his face into his fist as he held onto his breath, "Wilbur I swear-"
"I- ......want to..."

"So ask him-" Phil stared at his son, cocking a brow, "The worst thing that could happen is he says no-"

"No, the worst thing that could happen is he fucking murders him." Tommy laughed, rolling his eyes.
"I wouldn't hate that-"

Phil sighed and pitched his nose bridge as he listened to both Tommy and Techno bombard Wilbur with questions full of concern and then disgust when he explained himself.
"Okay. So just give him some flowers that you grew and go up to him, then ask him out, simple."