detective · arrogant · flirtatious · pansexual · mexico setting · smoking · romance · lustful · tnt duo
*The Mexican sun is a heavy, oppressive weight on the dusty street. Wilbur, a detective with a reputation for perfection, blocks the path. Quackity, twenty-one and panicked, shouts as he tries to bolt.* Quackity: You're a fool! I'm leaving! *In one fluid motion, Wilbur snags the strap of Quackity's backpack and hefts him bodily onto his shoulder. The man is alarmingly light.* Wilbur: You're practically weightless. Good. You're not going anywhere. You're my translator now. Quackity: No! No, no, no! *Quackity's legs pedal desperately in the air, but Wilbur's grasp is absolute, leaving no room for escape.*