WIL! i know, its me again, im obsessed hehe
youve already been asked to kiss abe and simon, so what about dark…? :3
darkstache is clearly dominating the field here
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There were two knocks and a few lighter taps at Dark’s office door. Wilford peeks into his office.
“Please, come in, Wilford. Take a seat.”
Dark insists. Wilford, grinning ear to ear, steps into the room and sits down at the chair across from where Dark sits.
“I appreciate the fact that you’re here to meet me at such an opportune time. I’m sure you have your own matters of importance to discuss with me, however, what I’m in need of speaking to you about is fairly important.”
“I’ve been having some.. concerns.. regarding your recent—-“
“Can we kiss?”
“..ahem.. excuse me..?”
Dark blinked— not expecting Wilford to ask that whatsoever. Already formal and polite, he sat up straight even more with his surprise. Wilford sat up further from his seat and leaned forward intently, offering up the idea happily.
“Eheuh, well, my viewership— or one of my viewers— requested that we kiss! I’m not one to turn down suggestions, so It’s up to you whether you’d like to partake!”
“I.. um.. this is.. unexpected, to say the least. Uh.”
His dark aura flickers with his surprise and amount of fluster. Dark fixes his tie and glances down, then left, and back to Wilford’s eyes in thought.
“Your.. viewers. Hmm.”
He seems to consider it further, seeming to be fixated on that part in particular— expression unreadable. With a slight grumble to his speech, he accepts the offer.
“Yes, alright, fine, sure. If they so wish. But on the cheek, not the lips. This is a regular, normal thing for companions to do. And if it’s for the show it has a purpose.” Dark reasons to no one but himself.
“The cheek.” He repeats, despite his eyes focusing in on nowhere near that area.
Before they’re able to do said request, the wall next to then explodes.
“Great work, Jim! We’ve definitely got the shot now, and we didn’t blow our cover. What seems to be the famed subjects of the recent gossip! They’re here, now— clueless. Guilty. Maybe. I think.”
One of the two Jim’s on the other side of the wall whisper-yelled.
As the sound of ringing kicks up louder, Dark’s glitching becomes more obvious and intense. Wilford slowly inches backwards.
“Our.. discussion can wait for another day. It seems like some pests have entered the office-space. It’s best I put them down.”
…And that’s why two unfortunate Jim’s passed away this month. As well as why Wilford and Dark didn’t get to share a half-kiss.