Burn it to the ground (Pogtopia C!Wilbur x reader)

._first step_.

"Now, you haven't been taking this shit seriously. As your vice, I want to help out the best I can." He spoke with a pissed-off look, letting go of my arm.

Nodding, I hush myself, as he sent a glare my way. Swallowing hard, I was still quite shook from Wilbur's irresponsible actions.             

Quackity led me to the meeting room, that contained many ideas and plans on the table. I sit down, on the seat that surrounded the oak table, and wait patiently still recovering from what happened in my office.

Wilbur liked me.. he liked liked me a lot and had ideas to keep me with him. It was a bitter sweet love that taunted me the most. 

A hand slams in front of me.

"Are you even listening?" The irritation in his voice left me silent. Subtly shaking my head, he groans in annoyance and continues to talk. "I have been planning all these ideas and you can't get your head out of the clouds for FIVE FUCKING SECONDS."

"Yeah sorry.. I just have a lot on my mind right now." I tell him with a frown, looking into my lap.

"(Y/n) I am worried, where has the tough, feisty and fearless president gone? Ever since you came back from Pogtopia, your self esteem has faded from you. What happened?" 

He sat besides me and wrapped one wing around my side, gently pulling me closer. Comfort and love was seen in his eyes, a hesitant hand went on top of mine.

"Please (y/n), talk to me.." He furrowed his eyebrows and forced a little smile.

"As a president, I should hate all enemies and not let them get close to me in any way, right?" I was worried if he'd get the wrong impression but instead he did a slight nod and thought to himself.

"There is a saying, keep your allies close but your enemies closer. If whoever you are talking about gets comfortable enough they may as well tell you their shitty little plans." He advised me, not making eye contact.

I feel joy bubble up inside me and pull him into a hug. Instead of a quick and friendly hug, he gently hugged me closer and buried his face into the crook of my neck.

"I am guessing I helped, yeah?" He said with a light chuckle. I feel my face heat up as I pull away, seeing him set his tie and clear his throat, Quackity stood up.

"You are a smart, wonderful and strategic president. I am sure you can figure out the plans and ideas I have written." He told me while looking at the table, making his way out the room.

I notice a pink piece of paper on the floor, discarded to the side from all the others. Picking it up, it had a few hearts around.

'I know you'll probably find this (y/n), haha hi? Well, I heard Wilbur's voice with yours.. that hurt a lot but at least you are happy. I mean, we both know he is on the opposing side but I guess love is love. I was mad at first but then I heard Wilbur confess and you two must of kissed and whatever. I'll stop calling you mi amor and other flirty shit, sorry if I was acting weird. Oh god I must of been acting like such a jerk, I am so fucking sorry.'

The letter had a sad face and heart at the very bottom, with his name. My heart stang for some reason, Quackity actually liked me? For some reason tears were forming in my eyes, wiping them violently, I place the letter down and start to look at the other documents and sheets of paper scattered around the table.

-time skip-

"And, I think we should capture Wilbur and put him into prison. He seems no good." I read the last part of the twenty long and detailed notes.

Sighing, I slump in my chair and think deeply to myself.

"Hello? (Y/n) are you in there?" An unfamiliar voice spoke from behind the door as several gentle knocks filled the room. 

A tall man with large grey wings enter the room, green and white covered them. He looked rather similar to Tommy but an adult version of the little gremlin.

"And you are?" I ask while standing up, slightly intimidated by the man in front of me. He gives a laugh and grins.

"You must know my son, Wilbur right?" 

"Holy shit.. you're his dad?" I reply, eyes widening.

"I just.. I am.. oh gosh.. I'm so fucking sorry about this but. I am here to give in the evidence of your past crimes- I swear mate I had no choice. Wilbur threatened me into this."

Of course that no good bitch forced his own father to do his bidding, I mean why would Wilbur not do this? 

"I don't understand..." I reply with furrowed eyebrows.

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A/n:

Aight so this website called teenfic can go suck shit as it is republishing my 3 books on their crappy website. Thank you so much to the person who told me about this!

Anyway, I am losing motivation for this book lmao 

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Bye bye now

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