((Pov:Quackity))

Quackity stood at the other end of his desk, his hands on his desk as he stares blankly at some notes on his desk. He was in his study- with bookshelves that covered the walls, and some papers and books scattered on the floor.

Then, Quackity's study door swung open- with Wilbur standing in the doorframe, with a giddy and smug look. "Hey, Quackity~~" He sings- a huge grin on his face as his eyes light up as he looks at Quackity.