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It was early morning, Wilbur was standing right outside of Las Nevadas watching the sunset behind the casino. His eyes moved down to the short casino owner who was walking over, he removed the lit cigarette from his mouth and exhaled smoke from his mouth as Quackity stopped right in front of him. He had a nervous look like he was going to give bad news or that he was forced to be there.
Wilbur put his cigarette hand down to his side "ayup Quackity, something wrong?" He asked.
Quackity's expression grew uncomfortable "there's something important you need to know since it directly affects you-" he responded anxiously.
"well? What is it?" Will said in a flirty way, thinking Quackity had a crush on him.
Quackity was quiet for a minute "Your son, Fundy, is dead-"
Wilbur's heart dropped "what?" He said quietly. He didn't believe what he just heard.
"Fundy is gone, he lost his last life yesterday afternoon. I didn't have the strength to tell you yesterday-" Quackity said, looking up at the father of a dead kid.
Wilbur dropped his cigarette "you're joking right? He- he can't be gone"
"I'm serious Wilbur"
Big tears started forming as memories of young Fundy flooded Wilbur’s mind, he grabbed the back of his head with both hands "I- I can't lose him too" he said as he fell to his knees, crying. Quackity slowly backed up and walked away leaving Wilbur alone.
About a half an hour later, a little white fox walked up to him. Wilbur looked up at the fox, they looked a lot like little Fundy but white.
"Who are you?" He asked softly, knowing that it couldn't be his son.
The little fox looked nervous. "I'm Yogurt, Mister Quackity told me that you're my grandpa" they said shyly.
"Fundy had a kid?" Wilbur thought to himself.
"I'm assuming you're Wilbur, right? My dad had talked about you before" the young fox spoke softly while fiddling with their shirt.
"Yes, I'm Wilbur. Is your dad Fundy?" Wilbur said, sitting up to be eye level with the kid.
Yogurt nodded "where is he?" They asked, "He didn't come home yesterday"
"I'm sure he'll come home, he can't be gone forever" Wilbur said in a calm tone
"Is he playing hide and seek?" Yogurt asked.
"Yeah, and he is really good at it," Wilbur said, trying to keep both his and Yogurt's hopes up. "I can take care of you until Fundy comes back," he smiled.
"Ok!" Yogurt’s tail wagged excitedly.
Wilbur’s heart melted "I'll take you to my home and you'll get to meet your great grandpa!"
Yogurt looked excited "Yay!" They jumped for joy, Wilbur stood up and picked them up. "ew you smell like cigarettes blah" Yogurt said, gently pushing away from him.
"Sorry, I'll take a shower when we get to my house" Wilbur walked away from Las Nevadas and headed to Techno and Philza's house.
Wilbur and Yogurt made it to the winter cabins,
"woah look at all the white sand!" Yogurt said pointing at the snow.
Wilbur laughed softly "that's not white sand, it's snow. It's made of frozen water droplets"
"whoa that's so cool!" They said leaning off of Wil.
"And cold. Do you want to touch it?" he asked.
"Yeah!" Wilbur gently put Yogurt down on the snow "OooOo it's soft"
"mhm I'll be inside cleaning up. I'll tell Philza you're out here, don't wander off!"
"Ok grandpa Will!" Yogurt shouted as they ran through the fluffy snow.
Wilbur smiled as he walked into Phil's house "Hey dadza"
Phil turned to him and closed the chest he was in "Hey Wilbur"
"Yogurt, your great grandkid, is outside at the moment. I want you to watch over them while I take a shower" Wil shortly explained
Phil gave his son a very confused look "Since when did I have a great grandkid?"
Wilbur shrugged "Now I guess, they're Fundy's kid"
"Fundy's? Huh- yeah I'll keep an eye on the little one" Phil said, giving Wil a smile.
He smiled back "thank you"
"No problem mate" Philza said as he walked out onto the bridge.
Wilbur headed up to the shower he asked Phil to make, he took off his coat and gave it a sniff "oh god, I'll be lucky if I can get the smell out of this" he thought, putting the coat down on a chest.
After the shower, Wilbur dried off and put on what he had on before, except for the coat, and put a new bandage on his arm. He walked out to the bridge in-between Phil and Techno's house. He leaned on the rail and watched Philza have a snowball fight with Yogurt, he smiled "I wish Dadza was able to play with Fundy the way he plays with Yogurt".
Yogurt waved at Wilbur as they got smacked with a snowball on the side of their head. They bounced back up quickly and shook off the snow "I'm good!" They smiled at Wilbur.
He smiled back "that's good!"
"Why don't you join us Wil?" Phil asked, making a new snowball.
"na I'm fine. I'll just watch" Wilbur said, kindly waving them off.
"Come on grandpa! It'll be fun!" Yogurt encouraged.
"I'm good" suddenly a snowball hit Wilbur in the face. He wiped the snow off "who threw that!?"
Giggling came from the forest in front of the property as a tall woman ,dressed in black with purple and gold jewelry, walked out from behind a tree.
"Hey Kristen! You want to join in?" Philza waved his beautiful tall wife over.
She giggled "of course, if Wilbur is willing to join as well"
"Alright alright, I'll join in" Wilbur rolled his eyes as he walked off the bridge.
The four played until Yogurt got tired. Wilbur carried them inside and tucked them into bed. "Sweet dreams Yogurt" he said as he walked out of the room.