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No you're not QUACKBUR EDITION?!

So I fricken LOVEEEE Quackbur like its been my fav ship since FOREVERRR so when writing both of the parts not no you're not I got kind of a head of myself and wrote a coupleof quack bur scenes that were not put into the final chapters because they were too long and I realized they were unnecessary so- here they are for those who was to read em. WARNING (Quackity and Wilbur get freaky its not actually smut tho)

Also these are unedited because... I am lacking motivation to do much of anything 😭

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Wilbur fucking hates Schlatt but boy does he know how to throw a party. For a little context Wilbur and Schlatt were well- There relationship was very complicated. I Mean they were friends when they were younger but grew apart and now had this sort of rivalry going on. Despite that they still hung out occasionally and Wilbur was still invited to his parties. So here he was alone and drinking away any and all his issues. Usually this would be enough, Simply sitting on the couch drinking and enjoying the party scene was enough but tonight it wasn't. He felt on edge like he needed to move and was at the edge of his seat. He would shift in his seat and the thoughts were killing him. But that's when he saw the most beautiful guy he's ever laid eyes upon. "Hey beautiful stranger. Are you lost?" Wilbur flirts the alcohol making him bolder then ever. The boy gave him a weary smile and looked over at him. "Why do you ask?" He asked and Wilbur chucked. "You look like a dear in headlights, darling." Wilbur said and the man's tan cheeks turned pink. "May I sit?" he asked hesitantly.

Wilbur smirked and made room for the boy. Upon feeling how tense and scared the boy seemed to be Wilbur dropped his facade. "I think you're the only person here I don't know the name of." Wilbur comments though his statement was an exaggeration. "I'm Quackity." He says with a dopey smile. Clearly, he was woozy from some type of alcohol he had ingested. "What brings someone like you here?" Wilbur asked noting that this boy had a sense of purity to him. Something that did not belong with the likes of Wilbur or anyone else at this party for that matter. Quackity gives a shy look, "Can't say. It's too embarrassing." Quackity Comments and Wilbur nods politely. He wasn't going to force his new friend to say anything he didn't want to. So instead, they got to chatting and really, they hit it off perfectly.

Quackity chuckled as he downed another shot. "You started smoking when you were 11?!" Wilbur shrugged as he took a drag from his cigarette. "Can't be proud of it" Wilbur admits feeling oddly vulnerable with this man. In fact, this whole time he hadn't lied not even once to Quackity. He found his presence destressing. Though he was still... "I suppose not huh? Still." Quackity explained as he looked towards Wilbur, they both seemed to freeze as they realized just how close they were. They're eyes softened and filled with dough. They smiled and both of them just sat there. Wilbur couldnt help it and so he took Quackitys hand and Quackity filled the gap.

Wilburt felt everything light on fire. His cheeks were burning and so was the rest of his body. He didnt want it to end when it did. Quackity felt the same if they're red on his face was anything to go by. "Can I be honest?" Quackity said still in a daze either from the alcohol previously in his system or the kiss. "Of course." Wilbur said and Quackity huffed looking at the scene in front of him. Everyone oat the party was either dancing, drinking, making out, or playing games. "My friends brought me here so I can ... you know..." Quackity spoke so quietly Wilbur almost couldn't hear it. "Have sex?" Wilbur questioned in disbelief. "Why would they do that?" Wilbur asked and there was a moment of silence. "I'm a virgin." Quackity offered and it all clicked in his head. "Oh. I see." Was all Wilbur could say.

There was silence and then. "I wanted to do it with a nice guy... And well..." Quackity looked away clearly embarrassed by what he was asking. "I'm sorry I don't really-" Quackity huffed and Wilbur in all his desperation. In all his fury towards his family and life in general. In all his teenaged hormones. Kissed Quackity. Now this was nothing like the first kiss. This was desperate.