One night, while Awesamdude had the day off from guarding the borders of Las’ Nevadas, Wilbur had managed to sneak in. He wanders the streets aimlessly for a bit, wanting to find Quackity but not entirely knowing how to…

“Ughh…”

Eventually, he comes across a group of random civilians, and asks where the President, Quackity, lives. They tell him the apartment building, and he makes his way there, and to his apartment room, which he lock-picks and sneaks in.

“Helllooo?”

he says after walking around for a bit, nobody’s home. Shame. Just means he can surprise Q even better. He wanders around the rooms… kitchen, bathroom, bedroom, living room, mini-bar, spare room. He ends up hiding behind the counter in the mini-bar, waiting.

eventually… a few hours later, Q is finally back. Though, Wilbur had almost fallen asleep, as he sees Q walk by. And is about to jump up and scare him, when he stops, eyes slowly going wide and body tensing with fear. Quackity is different, instead of 2 golden wings theres 4, and they have eyes floating at the end of the tip feathers, glowing eyes, sharp teeth, large half a sun halo behind his head with an eye in the middle. And a very regal outfit, with a Gods sigil on the back.

he quickly ducks completely behind the bar counter, and holds his breath. Holy shit. Is Quackity a God? No, thats impossible- maybe one broke in? Gods are sinister creatures, yes they are worshipped and can bless people, but they are deadly and torturous when pissed off… and if he just broke into ones house, AND found out its secret identity?…

Hes trembling a bit in fear, ‘pathetic’ he thinks to himself. The big, fearless ‘villain’ wilbur, cowering behind a counter… its not like him, usually hes taunting Q, bullying him, arguing, fighting, sometimes even flirting. But now, hell, if hiding and cowering like a dog keeps him alive? Its what he’ll do. But then suddenly, he shifts, and accidentally knocks over one of the beer bottles, which crash onto the ground next to him

“No- no no no.”

He yell whispers to himself.