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It would be so funny if the Luzu vs. Wilbur custody battle went down like an Ace Attorney game. Like, i have only really seen two characters from that franchise, that Phoneix Wright guy with the funky looking hair and the other gray haired guy who I take to be gay, but i can SEE luzu and wilbur taking their places and pointing dramatically.

like imagine this: The courtroom was silent. All anyone could hear was the panting of the two potential fathers, other than Charlie, who was busy enough with the voices in his mind.

Quackity looked back and forth from one to the other, silently examining their faces. He stroked Tilín in a way that was uncharacteristically soft of him to do, hand gently caressing the cool surface of Tilín’s shell, rather than the harsh promise of a chancla.

Rubius, the devilish angel he was, set a letter down on the courtroom table, exiting with a wink into someplace far, far away from the island. Far away, a man laughed.

The letter itself was nothing special. A plain, white envelope with nothing written on the outside, for it was what was written inside it that was causing anyone that actually cared to wait with baited breath.

Quackity picked up the envelope and slowly ripped it open, only for both Luzu and Wilbur to jump up and yell.

“Your honour, there’s been a mistake. You see—“ Wilbur began, only to be cut off by Luzu rapidly spitting out a string of Spanish.

The argument between Luzu and Wilbur grew in intensity by the second, and with all eyes on the case, well, there were no eyes on the children of the QSMP.

And so, that is how all the QSMP members got devoured by a mother dragon with rabies. However, they say that the argument continues even to this day, and if you step on the island, you’ll hear faint, yet fiery, whispering.

“Cabrón.”

“I’m not coal!”