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"Prime, can you believe the audacity of that man?? I mean, he comes onto MY land, and he dares to just.. Ugh, the nerve, the sheer blatant disrespect. He's so blunt, he's SO blunt, I can't believe him. I can't believe him! The absolute prettiness-PETTINESS! Petty, he's prett-PETTY. Shut the fck up, Slime."
Slime had started silently snickering at the ninth slip that Quackity had made thus far.
What had initially been Quackity airing his worries over the national threat that one Wilbur Soot, with a side of Tommy Innit, posed, turned rather quickly into airing his grievances about one Wilbur Soot, hold the side of Tommy Innit.
Slime could see that Quackity, while mostly annoyed and flustered about Wilbur alone, was genuinely pissed at the fact that Wil was roping Tommy into it again too, even after all that he'd been through in the past under near eerily similar circumstances. In spite of all the things Tommy and Quackity had been through, Quackity viewed Tommy in a rather positive light.
The same could not be said for Wilbur.
"I mean, he just waltzes into my borders like he owns the place, and then tries to grovel his way to my accord. I know his filthy tricks. Sweet scents can only mask the sting of gunpowder for so long. A pretty face covers the fuse until its too late. But I'm familiar with his brand of sulfur. Not again. And then he starts his little camp just outside my borders!"
Slime nodded attentively. It had been sitting here, staring at Quackity singlemindedly for the past hour and a half. He had been rambling for the better half of that time. Slime was used to it.
This was the third meeting of this caliber so far in as many days.
Pretty quickly, the pattern became apparent when, during the first meeting, Quackity went on an hour long tangent about Wilbur, where he ended up breaking a glass at the end before AweSamDude made him end the meeting and lay down for a bit.
Curiously, Sam came up with an excuse why he couldn't attend todays meeting, along with Foolish and Purpled. Foolish was there for the second meeting, but was notably absent today, while Purpled didn't bother showing up to any of them.
Quackity huffed, shaking his head. "Whatever. We just- need to keep an eye on them, y'know? Slime, you got that covered?"
"I can cover them in goo!"
"Absolutely not."