you and Wilford had a sort of love hate relationship. getting love and hate confused, can't seperate the two. he says it's over, this time you're through, but he goes crazy when he's not with you

you were almost as crazed as dear old warfstache, both being 4th wall breaking characters, and with that both being pretty much unkillable. a perfect couple people would think, but to him it was a real annoyance, since he was used to just throwing away side characters like used dolls when he got bored of them, or to be more precise, he was used to just killing them.

tonight was like any old day, you were in your shared apartment, cooking some dinner for the both of you. you could hear the front door open, already knowing who it was. hearing footsteps walking into the kitchen, you could see Wilford in your peripheral, walking past the counter and subtly picking up one of the knives you'd used to cut some of the vegetables, and heard him humming in a sing-song voice "it's 'till death do us part...i wouldn't lie, my pudding pie...but I could speed that process up, now couldn't I?" you didn't have to be a genius to already know what he was about to do, trying to kill you for what felt like the millionth time, which always ended up unsuccessful, and with annoying wounds to patch up