Quackity was in his office. He was sitting on the couch reading a book when Wilbur came in. Wilbur looked very tired. He walks over to the couch and lays down with his head resting on Quackity's thigh. Quackity smiles as his wings protectively cover Wilbur and he gently rubs Wilbur's hair.

“was it a long day?” Quackity asks softly