~Try to Detect My Love: Unmasked (Quackbur)~

~The Boss~

Wilbur's POV:

The next morning I woke up to the sun shining, and bird chirping. It was never this happy and bright in my apartment. Or was I in my apartment.

I sat up straight and looked around.

Nope. I wasn't in my apartment. I was in a stuffy room. The thing I thought was the sun was my bedside lamp, and what I thought were birds chirping was an alarm, apparently set for 10:00am. Right, yesterday. It felt like forever ago. I guess that really did happen. All in one day, I was captured, forced to work with government agents, and then had the worst panic attack I had ever had. Like ever. It sounded like a gacha mini movie. But only it was real.

I got up and fixed my bed. I had decided that was going to look around my tiny room. I was going to explore. That was my plan for today. I turned off the now annoying alarm clock, putting on my round glasses that were on the bedside table.

My door slowly open. A man was standing in the doorway holding a plate of food. He placed it on the table near the door. Then he said morning and left.

I walked slowly over to table. On the plate of food were huge pancakes, a sunny side up egg, and three strips of bacon. It looked delicious. It was hella better than what I would usually be having at this time. Stale, off brand cereal with a little bit of milk. I had never realized milk was so expensive 'til I started to live by myself.

I was also hungry from practically throwing up my entire stomach yesterday. I didn't even think about what could be in the food.

I gulped down every piece of food on the plate. I probably looked like an animal. I felt like an animal. Trapped in a cage. I touched the door handle. If only it could open-

The door creaked open. It was...unlocked? Did the man forget to lock it or were they that trusting? Maybe they have a major, unpassable security system. I peeked my head out of the door. Yep, I was right. There were security cameras on the ceiling. Some were regular sized, some were so small I could barely see them with my glasses on.

I went back in 'my' room. 

 I looked around. I decided to start with my drawer. In my top drawer, there were clothes. T-shirts, sweaters, jeans, all things that looked like I would wear. They really did they're research. I picked up a yellow sweater. I have this sweater...

I opened the bottom drawer. It was filled with video games. Some I had, some I yearned to have. Wow, they really were thorough.

I turned around. There was my bed. It was a twin bed and pushed up against the back wall. On the opposite wall, the one with the door, was a TV. It was huge. I don't even have a TV at my apartment.

I suddenly heard my door open again. I saw a familiar face.

"Hey Agent C."

"Hello Wilbur!" He smiled. C was a super chirpy person. But in this situation, it was unsettling. 

"You should grab some clothes, I am taking you to the showers. Then I have check your vitals and make sure your strength and nutrients intake is up to date!"

I grabbed the yellow sweater, a pair of underwear, and jeans. Then he took me by my wrist and led me down a couple hallways. I didn't even bother to memorize them.

We stopped at room with the door already open. The room looked huge, with doors loaded on each side of the room. I still heard showers on.

"Some people stay late at the lab, so we have shower rooms and lockers scattered all around the place." He led me to a stall. "Here, you can take a shower and change in there."

~After Wilbur showered and changed (cause I am not doing a shower scene)~

I walked out of the stall to find Agent C laughing to someone. He was quite an interesting looking person. 

He had brown hair which was kind of short, it was connected to his mutton chops. He had a mustache. Unlike C he wore a suit instead of a lab coat. he paired his black suit with a red tie. He also wore a cap. His tag said 'Agent S'.

Wait. Agent S? Where do I recognize that name?

The strange man noticed me.

"Ah, is this him, C?" He cringed after saying C.

Agent C laughed at his expression. "Are you really not the used to calling me by my job name S?" 

"No! I always call everyone by their real names."

"The perk of being boss isn't it? You know everyone's real name!" Agent C looked at me. "But, yes, this is him, Wilbur!" Agent C gestured to me.

I took this as a sign to step a bit closer. He's the boss? I held out my hand for him to shake. He took it.

"Well, nice to meet you, Will! I hope you, somewhat, enjoy your time with us. And don't worry, our team will be protecting you all the way through. Very unlikely you'll die while you're with us."

"But there's still a possibility, right?" Agent S laughed.

"True! So make sure you listen to Agent Q fully and don't do anything stupid, alright?" Before I could answer, he laughed in my face and walked away.

"Well, that's new." C said. "He usually doesn't make personal stops. Something about you and this mission must be really special Wilbur!"

"You're telling me."

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A/n: Sorry for the late post!