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Quackity scowled at his newly lightened phone.

“Who could be calling at this hour??” He quietly hissed, as he picked up his phone and pressed the speaker button. His ears immediately burned from the yelling man on the other side of the phone.
“Hi, Quackity!” Wilbur squeaked, drawing out the y. Of course, Quackity thought, Wilbur. Wilbur and Quackity were something like frien-emies. They both “hated” each other's guts, but they still enjoyed one anothers company. Wilbur, being the night owl he is, often will call Q at unholy hours. (That’s what being a villain does to you. It ruins your sleep schedule so badly, you don't even have a sleep schedule.)
“Sorry for calling so late, but I wanted to ask something.”
“You woke me up from my deep slumber, you asshole.”
“Hey, hey! Calm down, sleeping beauty! Sorry I ruined your beauty sleep!” Wilbur giggled through the phone speaker.
“Shut up and tell me why you called me, dumbass.” Q hissed.
“Fine, fine!” Wilbur giggled, Quackity could hear his shit-eating grin from the other side of the phone, “I wanted to know if you wanna hang out on some rooftops and eat random shit like McDonald’s or something.”
“What.” Q said, obviously making it clear that he wasn’t happy with the offer.
“I don’t know! I’m bored!” He said drawing out the word ‘bored’.
“Okay, okay. I get it. You’re bored.” Quackity sighed, “But I’m not leaving the house for some shitty ass fast food.
“No!” Will dramatically whisper-yelled for an extended length, “But how will I cure my boredom?” Then, suddenly, Quackity heard a small gasp through the speakers. “I know! I know!” He quickly squealed, “I’m kidnapping you.” He said shutting down any emotion in his voice.
“Don’t you dare come over to my house.”
“I’ll meet you at the house across the street then?”
“The cafe.”
“Got it.”
“Costumes?”
“Yup.”
“Okay,” Q sighed, “See you soon, Will.”
“See ya, ducky!” Wilbur giggled.
Halfway through saying, “Ducky??” Q got cut off by Wilbur quickly hanging up.
Well shit, Quackity’s on a time crunch. He just woke up, and now he has to get into his suit to meet up with Siren. So, after a good 30 minutes, Quackity, now Jester, was rushing out of his home to get to the cafe. Jester finds Siren on his phone, leaning on a wall, and whispering to himself.
“You good, man?” Jester's voice crackled through the voice changer.
“Ewww! Turn that thing off!” Siren whined.
“No, and you turn yours on.” J scolded whilst crossing his arms.
“No. I don’t wanna.” Siren said, mirroring Jester’s stance. In response, Jester walked over and turned Siren’s voice changer on.
“Why is this hot?” Siren sturnly muttered as Jester fiddled with the machine on Siren’s neck.
“What.”
“What?”
“I’m sorry,” J said as he took a step back, “but did you just call that hot?” Q was flabbergasted. (I love that word so much.) Why did Wilbur call that hot?? (And why did Quackity like it?)
“Uh,” Jester could see the panic grow on Siren’s face, “Shit. Uh, No? Why would I say that? Let's go get food now!” Siren yelled out as he shot his arms up in the air, dramatically. As they walked, his only thought was, Shitshitshitshit. Why’d I say that? Why’d I genuinely mean that?
Siren visibly fiddled with his coat as he walked. “So, what do you want to eat?” He asked, panic still noticeable in his voice. Jester noticed, and decided to point it out.
“Hey,” He said as he put his hand on Siren’s shoulder to halt his walking, “Are you okay?” Siren’s expression slightly plummeted at the question. He sighed, took a few steps back,and asked a question.
…
“So, Burger King?”

“Siren.” Jester said firmer.
...
“Yes…?”
...
“Burger King’s fine.” Jester sighed. He saw as Siren’s panic slowly flooded away, and his shoulders lowered. Then, in a flash, a smile quickly grew on his face. Jester’s face flushed for a second. His only thought while he stared at the man was, Why’d he have to be so cute? … What- His thoughts got cut off by Siren's exuberant, crackled voice.
“Okay! Shall we continue walking in that direction?”
“Sure.” Jester shoved his hands in his pockets.
There was only silence as they walked. They were both dreading it. Siren’s mind was spiraling into more panic because he almost revealed something no one knows. How would Quackity react? Would it ruin their friendship? The more Will thought about it, the worse it was making it. Jester was starting to get impatient. What was up with Wilbur? (Why’d he say that was hot?) But, he had to wait. Obviously, Wilbur wasn’t comfortable sharing it right now. Maybe he’ll ask later.
After a while of walking, they finally made it to Burger King. Two (gay) villains, both freaking out, walking into a Burger king, to hangout and eat. Not something you hear everyday. Nonetheless, they both continued into the store.
“Should we hide our costumes or something?” Jester said as he hesitantly pushed the door open.
“Nah. We’re fine.” Siren shrugged as he walked in, holding the door for J. When they walked in, the first thing they saw was a frozen teenager. Siren chuckled at the sight, “This reminds me of when I took Apollo to McDonalds.” He whispered, elbowing Jester. Jester chuckled. One time, Siren took this kid Tommy AKA Apollo, who's his brother now, to a McDonalds to thank the kid for saving his life. What a reward, right? If I saved someone’s life, I would want them to worship me or some shit, but the kid insisted on not owing Siren and The Syndicate.
If you don’t know who or what The Syndicate is, The Syndicate is an “organization” full of villains and super villains. Almost every villain is in it, but only Siren, Blade, and Zephyrus are publicly recognized as Syndicate members. Blade, his power is just being extremely strong. He’s an amazing fight, tall, and hella buff. Zephyrus, a hybrid. He has large, black bird wings. He’s like the dad of the three. Well, because he is their dad. And finally, the man whom I’m with currently, Siren. His power is the most powerful of the three. He can control anyone with his voice, hence the name. I’ve seen him do some scary shit. I’ve got cool powers too. Shapeshifting. Sick, right?
“Hello, sir.” Siren hummed out, glancing at the menu. “Can I have a Whopper meal and…?” He stretched out the ‘d’, looking at Jester.
“Oh! Uh… I’ll just have a chicken fries meal.”
The employee stared at them, eyes flicking back and forth at the villains, “I-is that all…?”
“Yeah?”
“Yup. That is all.”
“O-OK. It-it’ll be right out.” The kid panicked as they ran to the back of the building, and after mere minutes, they returned with food for the two. So, Siren nodded calmly at the kid, put money on the counter, handed Jester’s food to him, and looked at the kid once again. He looked over at Jester.
“Cover your ears.” He quietly hissed. Jester responded with just a nod. Whilst covering his ears, he watched Siren slam his hands on the counter, and he asked the employee a question.

“Did you call the police?”

He seemed to vibrate the world with his voice.

Quickly, with no hesitation, the kid blurted, “Yes!” Then, the kid violently slapped his hands onto his mouth.

“Shit.”

“We’ve got to go.” Siren grunted as he pushed Jester through the doors of the Burger King. Jester watched in slight shock as Siren barked orders at the employees. Jester watched the employees freeze in their place. It was horrifying, but Siren looked so hot at the same time. Wait, what?? What am I thinking?? Jester’s mind was racing until he was snapped out of it. Siren snatched Jester’s hand, and he pulled him across the street, into an alley.
“So, where are we go-” He got cut off by Siren pulling Jester’s mask up slightly and covering his mouth.

They were inches away.

Quackity wanted to kiss him.

Why?

Shit. Am I in love?

Fuck. Am I in love with my friend?

The villain, Siren??

This isn’t real.

This-

“Yoo-who, dumbass.” Siren scoffed as he waved his hand in front of Jester’s face.
Right. Police.
They stood there for a while longer as Siren watched the streets for a minute. Even though the coast was clear, Siren still had his hand over Jester’s mouth.
“Mmpmhpmhmpmmhm!” Jester yelled, muffled.
“What was that, ducky?” Suddenly, Jester froze, face flushed red. Siren chuckled, “Fine, fine. I’ll move my hand.” Siren took his hand off of J’s mouth, and giggled at Jester, who was glaring at Siren.
“Shut the fuck up, you dick.”
“Awww. Love you too.” Siren giggled, grabbing Jester’s hand (causing Jester's face to get even red-er) once more and leading him down the alley. “Anyway, no time for chit-chat. We’ve got to not get arrested for something we didn’t do.”
“Right.” What the hell was I thinking??
“Where do you want to bunk?” Siren asked, waving the bag of Burger King.
“We can head to my place. My neighbors don’t give a shit about what I do.”
“Perfect. Lead the way, prince charming.”
“What. Where did that one come from??”
“Honestly, I don’t know. Just walk me to your damn house, Jester.”
“Fine, fine.”
So, they walked to Jester’s home, joking and flirting all the way. It was a pleasant walk, for the most part. Q had hit Will multiple times, Wilbur had used so many pet names throughout the entire walk (hence the hitting). At some point, Wilbur ate half of his burger without Quackity noticing. Quackity wasn’t mad or anything. Just confused as to how Will’s burger shrank. Which Wilbur found extremely amusing. And the whole time, they both wanted to either kiss or hold hands.
Quackity was still in denial about his crush, but Wilbur, on the other hand, was more than sure about his love for Quackity. His only issue was fear. What if Quackity hated him for being bisexual? What if Quackity turns out to be extremely homophobic, and Will just walked into his trap? What if because of his sexual-orientation, Quackity would expose his identity? It was too dangerous, and he knew Quackity couldn’t love him back. What’s there to love?
But, as they walked, their hands brushed. They both looked at each-other's red, flushed faces.
“Shit! Sorry!” Siren apologized first, pulling his hand to his chest, embarrassed.
“No, no, no, no! I’m sorry!” Jester managed to apologize next. The cycle continued until they were both silent, facing each other.
Siren just sighed with a chuckle, “God. We’re both weirdos.” He ran his hand through his hair.

He looked beautiful in this lighting.

The neon signs lighting up his face.

Quackity wanted to just kiss that grin off his face.

Quackity smiled, “Yeah.”

He wished that mask didn’t cover up Wilbur’s eyes.

His beautiful, brown eyes.

Even though Jester couldn't see them, he knew they would be shining under the stars.

The city lights were blinding, but they would never shine as bright as his eyes.

He had fallen in love.

Now, he was sure of it.

Jester took a step forward.

“May I?” He asked as he lightly held Siren’s hand in his.

Siren froze. He just stood…

What…?

“…” Siren’s shoulders sunk.

“This is a trick. Isn’t it?”

“What…? Siren, no, no, no. Why would you think that?”

“You’re just doing this, so I trust you more. You’re tricking me. Aren’t you?”

Siren continued to panic.

“Siren, I swear I’m not tricking you.” Jester said as he held Siren’s shoulders, “You can even use your powers on me! I swear I’m not lying!”

But, Siren couldn’t hear him. He was too lost in his own thoughts.

Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck… How could I fall for him? I knew this would happen. What am I supposed to do? Call Tommy? Run? Cry? Breakdown? I can’t even move…

His mind kept racing, until he was snapped out of it. Literally. Jester snapped his fingers in Siren’s face, causing him to flinch.

Which caused Jester to jump too. “Siren…” Jester pulled him into a hug, “I promise I’m not lying. I’m sorry if I may have made you feel I was lying. Okay?”

But instead of responding, Siren slightly pulled out of the hug by picking his head up. He pushed Jester’s mask up slightly. “Wh-“ Jester was cut off.

By a kiss.

Jester sank into the kiss.

It was heaven.

But of course, it had to end. When they pulled out, they almost kissed again. But, they were cut off by a gasp. A quite familiar gasp too. When they both looked over, they saw the last person they’d want to see right now.

Tommy.

“To-Apollo?!” Siren quickly jumped back from Jester, adjusting his mask. “What’re you doing here??”

"WERE YOU KIS-" Siren quickly slapped a hand on Apollo's mouth. He looked over at Jester-His boyfriend? He doesn't know at this point.-and just nodded. But, Jester got the message, and he covered his ears. Quickly, Siren hissed, "Shut up."

Then, he stepped back. "Look, Apollo," Siren sighed, "Please don't tell anyone." Apollo's face showed more shock at the softer tone. "I can't have anyone know. I'm not ready for that. Okay?" Apollo nodded. "Thank you." Siren looked back at Jester, grabbed his hand, and booked it. They giggled the whole time they ran.

Tommy didn't even chase them. He mentally groaned and headed home.My brother likes men. Yes! I'm a 20 richer! In your face, Techno!

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At Quackity’s House

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Siren giggled as he tore his mask off, “That was hilarious!” He barked out another laugh.

Jester laughed, unbuckling his mask, “Pfffft- You’re such a nerd.”

Wilbur dramatically gasped, “Don’t call me a nerd, nerd!” They both continued to laugh.

“Dios, te amo.” Q whispered.

“Huh?”

“Oh! Uh. Nothing.”

Wilbur giggled, “Okay. Well, te amo también.”

Quackity gaped at Will. “You know Spanish??”

“Eh. Un poco.”

Quackity giggled once again. “Ah! Está bien.”

Wilbur smiled brightly at Quackity. “So, are we a thing now…?” He hesitantly asked.

Quackity calmly smiled back. “Yeah, if you’re up for that.”

“Yeah.” Will said with a huge smile. He leaned over and gave his new boyfriend a kiss. He’d finally done it. (Now, to worry about telling his family!)

They spent the rest of the night giggling and being the gays they are.

00:46

They were sitting on the couch together. Snuggled up, Q fell asleep. Wilbur, of course, was wide awake trying to not cry because of Inside Out.

"What'd I do to deserve this torture!" He quietly whined. Wilbur, being Wilbur, was dying to play his guitar. I could play a song for Quackity! I haven't gotten to play for anyone in so long! He looked over at his boyfriend. Of course he's asleep the one time I want him to be awake,Wilbur sighed and smiled. He's adorable. He leaned over and kissed Quackity's head. Q, being a light sleeper, grumbled. In response, Will giggled.
"Don't laugh at me." Q groaned and sat up, "Why'd you wake me up?"
"I didn't mean to!! I'm so sorry!!" Will said as he held his boyfriend's face in his hands.
Immediately, Q sprung into action. "Hey, hey, hey, hey!" He took Wilbur's hands into his own, "It's okay."
"But I—"
"No buts. It's okay. I promise."
Wilbur sat for a moment in silence, stunned. "…" He sighed, "Okay. I'm sorry for freaking out."
"It's okay," Quackity smiled, "don't worry."
Quackity leaned forward and cupped Wilbur’s face in his hands and gave him a kiss. Wilbur’s face flushed. “What?” Quackity laughed, tipping his head. “Do you want another one?” Of course, Wilbur’s face lit up and he rapidly nodded. “Okay, okay!” So, Q kissed him again. And again. And again. And again. You get the idea.

Finally, after tons of kisses, Wilbur pulled back and put his hand on Quackity’s face.
“Stoopppppp!!” Will giggled, “I’m gonna melttt.”
Quackity was laughing his ass of. “I’m sorry, mi amor! I just couldn’t resist myselfff!” He smiled when he pulled himself together. Will, in response to the pet name, flushed once again.
“You’re so mean.” Will whined, holding his face in his hands.
“Yeah, totally.” Q said, smugly.
“Shut uppp.”
“Make me.”
“Maybe I will.” Then, Wilbur proceeded to kiss Quackity. They both stayed there for a while. Just melting into the kiss. “This is amazing.” is exactly what they both thought.
Quackity scooted forward, leaning more into the kiss.
They stopped. Then kissed again.
It was purely heaven.

(When they stopped making out) Wilbur leaned away and mouthed the words, Oh, yeah!
“Do you have a guitar?” Will asked, tipping his head.
“Mhm. You play?”
“Yup!” He shined, “I was wondering. Can I play a song for you?”
“Of course. Let me go get the guitar.”
“Yay!”
Quackity returned with an acoustic and an electric guitar. “Which one?”
“Acoustic, please.”
“Okay, here. There’s already a pick with it.”
“Ah, okay. Are you cool with me down tuning it?”
“Not at all.” Q smiled, “Knock yourself out.”
So, he pulled put his phone, down tuned it, and tested the pitches. “Give me a number 1-7.”
“Uhhh. 2.”
“Okay. Um, this song is called ‘Saline Solution.’”

He sighed, and started playing.

One, two, three and four

I think this time I'm dying
I'm not melodramatic
I'm just pragmatic beyond any
Reasoning for thinking I've got fucking rabies or something

I think this time I'm dying
I think this time I'm dying

I think I've lost my mind
Blurring the fact and the fiction
Whilst simultaneously fixing
Myself up with a girl named Panadol
Bite the tablet, elixir
Disintegrate, mouth's a mixer

I think I've lost my mind
I think I've lost my mind

If I could just break one more night
Maybe I could wake up and feel alright
My optimistically set alarm clock time
Serves only to mock me with flashing lights

I think I've made my choice
I'm a deceased playing victim
Slip the fate slip the victory

I think I've made my choice
Sink secluded in hatred
Void the plans friends are making

I think I've found my voice
I'm a leech sucking blood bags
Taste defeat, it's a sandbag

Saline solution
Saline solution to all your
Saline solution to all your
Saline solution to all your
Problems

Quackity was shocked. It was beautiful. But concerning.
“Hey, that was beautiful. But are you okay?”
“Oh, yeah, thanks. And I’m fine. That song’s old. I wrote it when I was going through some shit. Don’t worry. I’m okay.”
“Okay, Just checking. I love you a lot, okay?”
“I love you too, ducky.” Will said with a huge grin.

Hello! I’m back and not dead! Yay! I just wanted to say that a lot has been going on with me and my friends, so it has been tough to write. Not only that but all the new drama about Wilbur being an abuser. I’d just like to say that I am not comfortable writing anything to do with him, and I do not support him as a content creator nor musician. I am so sorry to the people who really enjoy this story, but I just can’t continue it.

Thank you everyone so much for reading! I hope I can post something that will interest you all again.

If you have any ideas of things I could write about (preferably not mcyt related but if thats all you can put then still put it please!), then let me know! :D