Wilbur grinned when he saw Quackity walking back into Las Nevadas. Wilbur quickened his pace towards Quackity.

"Hey Q. How's everything going?"

Quackity groaned in frustration when he saw Wilbur. He waved his hand off, "Go and manipulate a child or something. Or blow up L'Manburg. Just leave me alone. I'm not in the mood, Wilbur."

Wilbur frowned, then sneered, "What? Did something happen that hurt itsy bitsy Q's feelings?"

Quackity glared up at Wilbur, "I'm. Not. In. The. Mood. Wilbur." Quackity gritted out.

Wilbur got frustrated, "Come on Q. What happened to hurt your ego." Wilbur ran a hand through his hair.

Quackity sighed in frustration. "It's none of your business Wilbur. Go say sorry to Tommy, then manipulate him, alright? I already said I wasn't in the mood." Quackity started walking again towards the building that his office was in.

Wilbur grabbed Quackity on the shoulder, hard. "Just Tell Me, Q!" Wilbur close to yelled out.

Quackity pulled Wilbur's hand off his shoulder and sneered up at him. "You wanna know so badly? Huh? Well how about the fact that I think me and my fiancé's we're never meant to be? Oh that they probably don't want to be with me anymore? Or that one of them labels me as a murder? How about this, I don't even think I want or should be with them!"

Quackity took in large breaths to calm himself. He glared at Wilbur again and walked towards the building. Wilbur stood there in shock, he thought it was gonna be something small that never mattered much, like with Tommy. But he should've realized that Tommy and Quackity were two different people.

Wilbur sighed, he let Quackity go. He will let Quackity sulk in his office for a few hours, then go and see him.

Wilbur turned towards the exit of Las Nevadas and walked slowly towards it. When he got to the gate he looked back with guilt. He slowly shook it off and left.

-In Quackity's Office-

Quackity sighed. He was no doubt surprised that Wilbur left him alone. Quackity was sitting at his desk, looking through some files. There had been a new rule, when it comes to creating new places, like L'Manburg. Quackity had to fill out some files then give them to Callahan, the new Admin while Dream is in prison.

Every now and then, he missed the good times with Schlatt in Manburg. Manburg was the greatest time of L'Manburg. Schlatt was a funny guy, he could be nice. But, he could be horrible.

Quackity was Schlatt's right hand man, he knew a lot about Schlatt's past before he came to the server. Wilbur had a lot to do with Schlatt's past.

Quackity knew Schlatt was going off his rockers close to before the revolution. Before the revolution, he put paraquat poison into one of Schlatt's drinks, which killed Schlatt.

The whole ordeal with his e̶x̶? Fiancé's wasn't that great. But doing things on his own was phenomenal. Quackity loved the feeling, but dearly missed Sapnap and Karl. It was intoxicating, it was amazing.

Quackity was itching to become the bad guy, it was very tempting to do what people saw him as. On the other hand, he would become what Schlatt and Dream had become, that very thought was revolting.

Quackity always internally laughed when someone brought up how confused they were that Schlatt just randomly had a heart attack. Quackity never thought it was a 'wonderful' idea to tell someone that he poisoned Schlatt.

He always had observed how people reacted with any kind of form of killing. He knew it would be frowned upon if he outwardly told people how he poisoned someone, which ended up killing said person.

Quackity had a very good idea that Pogtopia Wilbur had known. Quackity still wished he didn't hold Tommy back, he knew Tommy had some medical knowledge, Tommy could've saved Wilbur.

Quackity got up from his desk and darted towards the door, he took a swift look at the clock and realized he had been in his own head for an hour or two.

Quackity hurried down the stairs and towards the gate. He had to get these forms to Callahan.

He cursed when he tripped and collided with the ground. His papers swerved in the air for a second then fell on the ground in various places.

Quackity shouted in frustration and scrambled up from the ground. He groaned in pain and realized he hit his knee hard on the pavement when he tripped.

He snatched all his papers up and rushed to Callahan's house.