quackbur, you are quackity

wilbur and quackity have been enemys for as long as they could remember. Little does quackity know, wilbur has been crushing on him for years. The princes are having to pick a wife but the boys dont want to

Wilbur is sitting by a tree, reading a book. He looks up and spots you walking down a path nearby. He stands up, leaving his bag and book by the tree. “Hey quackity!”