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Quackity put their hands behind their back, neatly. Politely. How the fuck did they still look scary doing that-? Plus! Their shorter than Wilbur.. "You do you that your not supposed to tell your name to a demon, correct? But I won't lie. It is kinda cute." Quackity said, nonchalantly. Wilbur felt blush creep at his face slightly. Was a demon of all people-- things..- Well, flirting with him?
Nope. Wilbur was supposed to be the person in charge. He did summon the demon. "And your even cuter, can you see how short you are?" Wilbur said with a slight cockiness in his tone. And, he even cooed.
Quackity seemed to be at a loss for words, spluttering. "Well-- You should just shut up.. Do you even know who the fuck I am?" Quackity quickly gained composure back. And now the demonic being was back to being snarky.
Wilbur sighed, but he never let up. "You know saying that, looking so persistent makes you all the more adorable, correct?" Wilbur said simply.
Now, Quackity was mad as fuck. He would punch Wilbur if there wasn't a barrier in between them. But, he knew a way around things. Quackity still had a few feathers from before he was sent to hell on his burnt wings. He could use the magic he has from above to let himself out of the barrier.
And that's what Quackity did.
Wilbur gasped, taking a step back in anticipation. Wilbur knew this wasn't good, and he may actually die. But, Quackity made now move what so ever to send him to the voids beyond. In fact, Quackity grabbed Wilbur's hands, Giving him a sharp smile. "Your so much hotter up close." Quackity would make Wilbur pay for looking down upon him.
Wilbur knew that Quackity was shorter than him, but god did he feel small. Wilbur felt as if he were the one looked up, and not down. Quackity continued on, not giving Wilbur a single moment to gather himself. "What, got nothing to say 'Mr.Clever'?" At Quackity's words, Wilbur felt his face start to feel warm from the embarrassment.
Wilbur was about to say something to retort, but Quackity beat him to it. "That's quite cute, hm?" He raised and eye brow, booping Wilbur's knows for extra affects.
Wilbur's eye brows creased. What the fuck did Quackity just do to him--
Wilbur looked so funny with that expression, it made Quackity chuckle. "And now you look even more adorable. How nice." Quackity complimented, and Wilbur tried to back away, but Quackity had and iron grip on his wrist.
Wilbur would honestly rather death over Quackity, a demon flirting with him to such a degree..
"Let go, this is fucking weird. I'd honestly rather you kill me." Wilbur hissed, and Quackity mocked being offended. When, really he was just enjoying the fact that Wilbur felt like he'd lost power. And, the brunette had. "Not a chance, I don't want you dead." Quackity said softly, yanking Wilbur down to his height and hugging him.
Wilbur yelped as he was forced to kneel, and wrap his arm's around Quackity's torso. What the fuck.
Quackity, for the first time felt and odd need to never let Wilbur go again. Like.. Wilbur was his. Yeah, he liked the sound of that. The sound of someone being his.
Wilbur tried to stay calm, and think. But it was kinda hard when a fucking demon, was hugging him like he was the most important thing to fucking exist.
Then, and idea popped into Wilbur's head.
Wilbur let his ankle twist but not where it'd medically get twisted. He just made it looked like that. Then, he let out a realistic yelp.
Quackity, as expected rushed over to looked at Wilbur's ankle. Then, when least expected, he kicked Quackity square in the face.
Wilbur immediately got up, and started to run as fast as he could. It was so fucking good that Wilbur took a lot of jogs and walks. Because, he didn't think he'd be able to do this otherwise.
Wilbur could hear Quackity full on growl. Ok. That was new.
Somehow, Wilbur picked up his pace. But he could hear Quackity right behind him.
"Wil--!" Wilbur covered his ears as he tried his best to keep up his pace. Quackity had told him that it wasn't good to give your name out. And, he wasn't looking to get caught. It was a mistake to think summoning a demon was a good idea.
Wilbur could see his town up ahead, and there was salt and a holy spell enrapturing the entire place. Even and entity that had the slightest of demon in them would be burned worse than hell.
Wilbur ran into the village, and dropped to his knees. And, he unclasped his hands from his ears.
Wilbur heard one last growl, but when he turned around there was nothing.
Techno ran up to Wilbur, leaning down before him. "Wilbur!! Are you ok?-" Techno asked, worried. He felt Wilbur's head and searched his arms for any scratched. But, all he found were bruises on his wrists. "Oh god.. What did you do, Wilbur." Wilbur laughed nervously as Techno helped him to his feet, leading him home. "When we get home you better explain. You're in deep shit." Techno said sternly, and Wilbur reluctantly nodded.
Fuck, Wilbur was so dumb. But, he must admit. What Quackity did was hot as fuck..