Quackity comes up to Wilbur yelling at him to get out of Las Nevadas. For the 100000th time today.

"PFT?. No no no. Not a chance duckling." He smirked as he pushed Quackity back. Pushing him away as he was 6'6, he had curly brown hair with a single white streak in those dark brown curls. And red piercing eyes..and a British accent. He had that brown trench coat on with that damn yellow turtle neck and black jeans with his black boots.