Purr For Me (DNF)

Doe With Antlers

Quackity's POV

I snorted at what Wilbur said. "You want to stay for George and Karl's birthday? What?" Wilbur nodded. "Yeah, why not? We can stay at a hotel until their birthdays are over." I shook my head disbelievingly. "That's..." I used my fingers to count off, "2 weeks! Are you serious?"

Wilbur looked at his hands and fiddled with his charcoal-black fingernails. "You can go back if you want... I don't mind."

I can't say no when he talks like that.

I sighed and gave Wilbur a little smile. "Fine, I'm staying here. But not because of you, OK?" I added the last part.

Wilbur's eyes lightened. "Thank you Big Q!" he exclaimed. "Get over here." I scooted closer to him on the couch and we both scrolled through available hotels.

"This one?"

"Nah, it doesn't look nice."

"Ooh, this one?"

"Nope, too expensive."

"Damn, you're picky," I joked. A hotel caught my eye and I quickly tapped on the description.

"How about this one? Orchard Hotel," I suggested. Wilbur squinted at the phone screen. "Check the ratings," he instructed and I obligingly clicked on the ratings. I gasped softly.

"Four and five star reviews! And..." I went to the pictures of the hotel and eagerly swiped through them, "They have a swimming pool and garden! And a pond!" I excitedly bounced up and down the couch in excitement. 

"Pond!" I giddily said, clapping my hands together. Wilbur smiled at me. "You're acting like a little child."

"Pond!" I squealed, ignoring Wilbur's comment. "Since you like ponds so much, we're getting this hotel," Wilbur smiled. "Wait, should Tubs and Tommy join us? Let's ask them."

I raised my voice and called, "Tubbo! Tommy!" Tommy and Tubbo both turned around at the same time with identical curious expressions on their faces. They're really like brothers. 

Tommy came over and Tubbo followed his best friend like a faithful dog. I can see why the community labelled them 'The Clingy Duo'. 

"OK, so Big Q-" Wilbur rolled his eyes at me- "Wants to stay until George and Karl's birthdays are over. I agreed and we've found a hotel. D'you two wanna stay or go back home?"

Tubbo thought about it. "I'd rather stay," he said in his British accent. "I'm going where Tubs is going," said Tommy. "Besides, I wanna see Gogy's birthday."

Wilbur nodded. "OK, we're gonna get two rooms. One for The Clingy Duo and one for The TNT Duo."

I shrugged. "I can live with that."

Tommy and Tubbo looked at each other. "I'm getting the bed closer to the window," Tommy said. Tubbo pouted. "No, I am!" "I am!" "Not!" They started squabbling back and forth.

Me and Wilbur looked, amused.

Dream's POV

"Grab that! No, that!" I said exasperatedly as George took the wrong container from the pantry. "Take that one, the one labelled Cocoa Powder, not Cinnamon Powder!" George giggled. "Oops. Here." He handed me the cinnamon powder.

I rolled my eyes. "Are you doing this on purpose?" George laughed. "Maybe."

I'd asked George to grab me a container filled with cocoa so we could make hot chocolate. I gave him a stool to stand on so he could reach into the pantry(he's hella short) but George started goofing off and purposely grabbing the wrong containers to give me.

"Give me the chocolate powder." "Nah." George jabbed the chocolate powder container into the deepest corner of the pantry. "Gogy, stop!" I said, laughing. 

"Or what?" George asked rebelliously, peering into the pantry interestedly, grabbing another container. I stepped up and tugged on his hair.

George yelped and quickly grabbed the cocoa. "Don't do that!" he whisper-yelled.

I grinned. "Why not?"

George stepped down from the stool and scowled at me, shoving the container into my hands.

I smirked and pulled his hair again.

George frowned but quickly covered it with a grin. "I think you want me to tell everyone you have a stuffed toy of me in your bed."

"I DON'T HAVE A STUFFED TOY OF YOU IN MY BED!"

"To be fair, you do have a stuffed toy in your bed," laughed George, scooping up all the cups and sliding them to me across the kitchen counter. I frowned. "Don't tell anyone."

George raised his eyebrows. "I have leverage over Dream!" he cheered loudly.

"Shut up!" I hissed. "Let's start making the hot chocolate."

5 minutes later, we had our mugs of hot chocolate, which we brought out to everyone.

George's POV

We somehow managed to balance all the cups between us and bring them out to everyone waiting in the living room. Tubbo was now eagerly chugging his tea -well, he won't be able to sleep tonight!- next to Tommy, Wilbur and Quackity on the couch. Karl and Sapnap were sharing the armchair Tubbo sat in minutes ago.

"We have the drinks!" I said. "About time," remarked Tommy. "About time," mocked Dream, imitating Tommy's accent.

Tubbo giggled, his hand holding onto Tommy like a clingy child. Tommy smiled back at his best friend. I've never seen Tommy so gentle before.

Quackity and Wilbur cheered. "IT'S DONE! WE'RE STAYING!" yelled the former.

Dream and I looked at them in confusion. "What?"

"We booked a hotel so we could stay for Gogy and Karl's birthdays," explained Tubbo timidly. "But they didn't have any rooms tonight, so... we're staying here for tonight I guess?" Quackity said. "That's a great idea!" exclaimed Dream, finishing handing out the hot chocolate just as I did. "And you can stay here as long as you want," he added.

"Yeah, and there's a pond!" said a very over-excited Quackity, his eyes shining and silver lips curled up into a wide grin.

"What?!" Wilbur said, his eyes wide as he looked at his phone.

"What's wrong?" everyone asked in unison, concerned. "I... I... you know my birthday came in January, right?" Wilbur asked, his voice trembling. "The doctor who examined me... she... while inspecting me, she slipped testosterone into my meds for coping with my anger issues, which came with the half-deer. And... I'm not a male deer. The antlers are the results of the testosterone."

"No way." Karl's hand crept up to his mouth to cover it in shock.

"I... I'm a- a-" Wilbur struggled with his words due to shock.

"Let me see." Quackity grabbed Wilbur's phone from his shaking hands and read through what Wilbur was reading. It was an email from Sands Hospital, which Wilbur went to when he turned into a half-deer. Quackity's eyes went wide. "Oh my god..."

"He's... Wilbur is a doe. Which means he can get pregnant."

Author's Note: now wilbuh can get pregnant soooo yea i had to research if does could have antlers and this is what Google gave me:

If you took a normal doe and treated her with testosterone, she would grow antlers. Hunters typically encounter two types of antlered "does"; those with hard antlers and those in velvet.

then i was like, 'HELL YEAH!' 

um anyways i want you Malaysians to drink some water and to the whole world- STAY SAFE :D

-sparkz

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