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"No, no-" Quackity interrupted before the weight on his own shoulders became too great. "I don't get it. I never want to get that, okay."
Wilbur pitched forward. He reached. His eyes were flame-like and searching.
Quackity glanced to the edge of the bed that waited behind him. "I don't want to understand you at all."
Quackity finds Wilbur Soot passed out in a shoveled snowbank. Wilbur is freezing to the touch and speaking nonsense. Reluctantly taking pity on him, Quackity drags Wilbur into the safety of an empty room on the hotel's ground floor.
It is just to keep Wilbur warm.
It's just to bring him back to life so Quackity can boot him out the second he gets too annoying.
But when Wilbur stirs, when he's warmer and annoying once again, Quackity changes his mind. He does the unthinkable.
He stays.
But little does he know it's all according to Wilbur's greater plan.
