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Holy shit.
Like really, what the fuck.
Quackity stared at Wilbur’s “mother” who was a fucking whale hybrid .
The woman was MASSIVE.
He gulped, very much intimidated.
He knew a strong woman when he saw one. Especially when her hand was, y’know, bigger than his whole body.
“Hello” She greeted, serious.
This was not what Quackity expected.
Why couldn’t Wilbur’s mother have been a sea otter hybrid like him? Y’know, chirpy and fluffy and NORMAL SIZED?
This was some weird adoption thing Quackity guessed.
“Uhm, he-hello ma’am” Quackity forced a smile, voice coming out in a squeak.
Ah yes how very manly he was.
Great.
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Wilbur laid on mother’s stomach, looking down at Quackity floating awkwardly in his blue ring.
He was so silly.
Mother wasn’t even that scary, a gentle giant she was.
What was even better was the fact that Quackity had no idea Phil was right behind him