-With Wilbur-
Wilbur groaned quietly. He should've known not to surprise Tommy. How was he supposed to know Tommy had a knife on him?
He leaned against a wall, he completely forgot where he was, he knew it was night though.
Wilbur heard the sounds of feet scurrying fast. He called out. He heard the feet stop for a second and hurried over him.
Wilbur almost smirked when he saw Quackity come into view, instead he grimaced in pain.
Quackity dropped the papers he was carrying. The sight before him was repulsive. Wilbur was leaning on a wall with a gash in his side.
"What the heck happened to you?" Quackity barked.
Wilbur flinched, "I surprised Tommy and accidentally scared him. He had a knife on him, and he accidentally stabbed me. He was horrified with what he did, then ran off."
Quackity would admit it was tempting to leave Wilbur here, but he knew he should help him.
"Lay down on your side." He mumbled.
Wilbur looked at him with disgust, "WHAT? NO, NO, NO." Wilbur yelled at him.
Quackity sneered at him, "It's to help stop the blood flow you idiot."
Wilbur looked embarrassed, but he laid down on his side nonetheless.
Quackity got down on his knees behind Wilbur. He put pressure on the wound with one hand.
Wilbur cursed in pain.
Quackity ignored him and looked for bandages and a Potion of Healing in his inventory. He found both. Quackity carefully removed his hand, he poured the potion in the wound. He saw it slowly stitch up the wound. Quackity bandaged the now healed wound up.
Quackity hurriedly got up off his knees.
"You can get up and put your coat back on now." Quackity whispered to Wilbur.
Wilbur nodded his head in gratitude and got up and put his coat back on, "Thanks Q."
Quackity only inclined his head in a nod, he picked his papers back up and went back on his merry way.
"Wait."
Quackity turned back to Wilbur.
Wilbur faltered but quickly recovered from it, he crossed his arms and looked down, "Can, Can we talk later about earlier? I found, while I was there, talking about what happened helps."
"Why would I want to talk to you of all people about my problems?" Quackity questioned.
"Ne- Nevermind. Just forget what I said. See you later Q." Wilbur stammered. Wilbur started walking away with his hands in his pockets. He shivered a bit, he was always cold.
Quackity sighed, "Wait, Wilbur. Let me think about it, Alright?"
Quackity was astonished when Wilbur gave him a genuine smile. Quackity got himself back together and kept going on his way. Trying to get Wilbur's sensational smile out of his head.