DSMP OneShots

Y͓̽o͓̽u͓̽ ͓̽D͓̽o͓̽n͓̽'͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽L͓̽i͓̽k͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽H͓̽e͓̽r͓̽?

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// Third Person POV //
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Feet clashed on the concert roads of Las Nevadas and the sharp blade of a double-sided axe scrapping on the road.
"Wilbur." Quackity went up to the brunette and moved closer to his face.

"Quackity~" Wilbur cooed lowering himself to Quackity's level, the duck snarled and held his axe in both his hands, pushing Wilbur away.
"The fuck do you want." 

"I think you know, darling," Wilbur moved his hand under Quackity's face and made him look up more.

"You're not joining Las Nevadas, you fucking dick." Quackity furrowed his brows and gritted his teeth.
"Still haven't changed your mind?" Wilbur slightly pouted, staring Quackity in the eyes.

"The fuck do you think," The shorter snapped, gripping his wrist and pulling it away from his face. 

"Such a feisty boy~" Wilbur narrowed his eyes and smirked watching Q's mouth as he snarled, "Wilbur. Go fuck yourself in that trashy fuck van of yours." 

"Nah~ I'd much rather-" The brunette was cut off by a huff and claws clacking on the road. A tiger pushed it's way under Quackity's arm and growled at Wilbur.
"Ahh, fuck-" He took a step back and Quackity chuckled.

"What's wrong, Wilbur~" He laughed as he scratched the top of Tiger's head, "Don't like her?"
Wilbur looked back at Quackity's smirking face.
"Mmm, I like you a whole lot more."

"Fuck you."

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-Word Count: 219-

Story 5 :D