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“-isn’t fucking funny Wilbur. Say something you rotting motherfucker!” Spit landed on Wilbur’s coat from the leader’s snarl, blending in with the copious other stains that littered the ragged fabric. Claw-like hands dug into his chest and yanked the tall man forward, stumbling to reach eye level - burning brown gazing through soothing red to pierce directly into his soul it seemed.
“Good to see you too, darling.” A toothy grin etched itself in its usual place. A coverup, really. An ode to the script they both knew by heart.-----------------------
Or, A fic in which Wilbur Soot goes through the tribulations of his recently restored life with the overbearing weight of guilt, pressure of mortality, the lights being a bit too bright or the ringing in his ears too deafening, the rattling in his heart cage too distracting. And worst of all: The prospect of falling in love with his rival, Alex Quackity, the esteemed prospector and president of Las Nevadas.
!!! This is a general disclaimer - I do not ship irls and neither should you! This fic PURELY takes place in the DSMP Universe and I am writing about CHARACTERS !!!