Do you really hate me? (Quackbur)

Chapter forty-two: eye spy with my loving eyes...

He smiled, and after a few minutes we were getting in the car and driving downtown.

Once we got to the street he asked where we should go, I replied with something like Aimsbucks again or McPuffys. We settled on the fast food place, ordering something at the counter before standing by the pickup order stand.

We made little conversation until our order number was called and I picked it up.

Wanna just drive around or something? I don't really feel like staying in one spot,

The brunette thought for a minute before shrugging and saying, "sure, let's go!"

Once we were in the car again I put the bag in between us, so we could both reach it. "So... wanna do a game or something?"

Depends on what your thinking of,

"... I don't fucking know! Uhmm... eye spy or something."

Eye spy? Childish... fine, eye spy with my actually humongous eye something... blue.

"It's 'little eye', and that's too easy. The sky." He smirked while grabbing a fry out of the bag. I rolled my eyes before saying,

Well sorry I have the mind of a five year old! You come up with something!

"Fine! I will! Eye spy with my little eye..." he smirked a bit before saying, "something brown."

Easy! The tree trunks!

"Nope, try again Q!"

Okay... the paper bag.

I pointed to the bag currently holding our food. "Not even close, not as easy as you thought, huh?"

Oh shut up! ...the dirt on that cars wheels? ...The dirt I'm about to bury you under if you don't stop smirking like that?

That caused him to laugh a bit, but he shook his head while replying, "Not even close! It's not a dirty colour, it's actually really pretty. Give up?"

I Give up.

He hummed in response, but didn't say anything other than; "your turn, Quackity."

What-? No! You're supposed to tell me what it was when I give up! That's not fair!

"Maybe I'll tell you later, now it's your turn."

Fine, ya fuck. Maybe I didn't want to know anyway! Eye spy something... red.

He thought for a second before answering with, "oh! Is it that guys bumper sticker?"

Nope. Try again, bucko.

"Uhmm... the red flowers over there? Are those even red..?"

Nope! Those are orange, dumbass. Give up yet? There's not much red around here...

"Fine, I give up. What was it?"

The dead squirrel I saw a minute ago. Can't believe you didn't notice it! It was all gooey and-

"OH WHAT THE FUCK?! That's fucking horrible Quackity! Why would you tell me that?!" The brunette cut me off, pulling the car to a stop in a parking lot near the water.

Ha! That's what you get, bitch. And why are we here again? I thought we were just driving around.

"We were, but now we aren't." He said, opening his car door and going to my side and pulling the door open there too. "The weathers nice today, why don't we go sit on one of those benches?"

I felt a small smile crack at my lips as I stepped out the car, standing beside him and nodding.

Nobody's pov:

The two boys walked up to one of the benches near the water, sitting down beside each other. Wilbur sat facing towards the lake while Quackity sat criss crossed facing the taller.

They talked for a while, cracking jokes every few sentences and overall just having a great time. There was still one thing bothering the Ravenette though, what had Wilbur seen that was brown earlier?!

Well, folks, I can answer that for you since Wilbur wouldn't.

The brunette was talking about the other boys eyes. The way the different shades of brown swirled around one black pupil in the middle. He had been staring for a while...

And there you have it. One boy with pretty eyes and another boy who can't stop staring like the simp he is.
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[OKAY OKAY SRY FOR NOT UPDATING EARLIER BUTTTT IM SICK AND I HAVE A QUESTION.]

[I'm about to show you three pictures, two are edited and one isn't. I need you to tell me HONESTLY which one you think is better because I'm a LITTLE BITCH BOY that can't decide.]

[One, two, or three? Numero uno is unedited btw]

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