It was a normal Friday morning, around 11 am. So Wilbur and Quackity were just cuddling on the couch, with Quackity in the taller man’s lap with his legs wrapped around the other. Along with their little cuddle ball, Wilbur had his wings tightly wrapped around the both of them to give them a bit of privacy while they smooched and snuggled each other.

And you, silly little you, were just watching one of your favorite movies on the TV while leaning against your both your fathers and using their wings like a pillow. Good times.