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A/N: JARED IS HOT, ART CREDITS TO EnderBug FOR THE HOT ART OF JARED 

TW FOR LOTS OF SIMPING

Y/N'S POV

[NAME] sat up rubbing their eyes. "QUACKITY, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" Now that woke them up. The h/cette dragged their feet across the floor as they reached the door. The man who stood in the doorway was a stranger, well at least to [NAME]. The strange man gazed over to [NAME], his grin widened. "Hello dream." He spat bitterly. "Who's this beauty?" He smirked. Dream scowled, "Well, Quackity. This is Y/N, my partner." Dream smiled tightly, his eye squinting at Quackity as if he was restraining himself from stabbing the man.

[NAME] stood there confused. What the hell was a Quackity, a type of duck? You would presume. Quackity took their hand and pressed a small kiss to their knuckles. "Nice to meet you. You look lovely." A blazing blush decorated [NAME'S] cheeks. "Wel- well you flatter me too much. I'm not looking my best right now-" "Nonsense, you look handsome/beautiful tonight. The prettiest person I've ever seen." Quackity rebutted, a sly grin adorned his already smug face.

Dream on the other hand was furious. He gripped Quackity's shoulder tightly and smiled. "Quackity... How about you stay for a bit. We could use some company..." Dream looked over to [NAME], who looked at Dream, still utterly confused. Quackity glanced between the two and shrugged.

WILBUR'S POV

Wilbur slammed his head against the glass window. Tommy and Tubbo still awaiting for the unconscious Ranboo to wake up. In the meantime Wilbur had been sleeping- well, not really. He had been awake. Thinking about a way to escape, or kill I guess. He heard a button being pressed and footsteps coming close to him. Tommy and Tubbo's yelling muffled by the glass.

Wilbur's head shot up and he saw a scientist, most likely working for Dream. He glared at the scientist, and scooted away. The scientist, apparently named Jared from his name tag, walked closer to Wilbur, smiling softly. "Hello there..." The scientist said quietly, reaching for Wilbur slowly, like the brunette was a wild animal. Wilbur's heart sped up, damn this bitch was hot. But this isn't a Wilbur x Jared book. Sad.

The scientist turned around and took something out of his pocket. A syringe. Filled with a funny blue substance. Tommy banged against the glass. "HEY JARED, YOU BITCH. DON'T TOUCH WILBUR. TELL DREAM HES A NO GOOD GREEN BALD BITCH." Wilbur heard a deep chuckle from the tall scientist in front of him. Fuck, stop making me simp JARED.

Jared crouched down in front of Wilbur, and injected the strange liquid into his arm. The scientist stood up and pocketed the syringe. He slowly walked out, Wilbur's vision blurry, black spots appeared as the last thing he saw was the tall scientist smiling at him.
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Jared hot 
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This was kinda a shit post and me simping for a drawing one of my friends drew
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See you next time :)