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Wilford ignores the question. Now wasn't the time to get into his problems. Especially not with customers around, and when other people can walk in at a moments notice. He just gives Yancy a look before going to pack his order.

He packs a random assortment of a dozen cookies. He knows he pointed at a specific kind, but he could tell that Yancy wasn't that into it either. They're arranged nearly, as he did with all of his customers sweets. However, before he seals the box with a sticker, he takes his pen and writes something on a card, and slips the note into it.

He brings the box back and rings it at the front. "I'm fine, Yancy... Nothing I haven't dealt with. That'll be 6 dollars."

John is dead.

It took months of operating from the shadows, but Yancy had finally managed to get his hands on him and make him regret ever showing his face around his territory. Cutting the head off the snake made the others scatter into hiding... the ones he didn't have taken care of, anyway. He had to call in some favors and contingencies he wasn't proud of, but... oh fucking well.

Regardless, things wouldn't be the same. But that's the least of his worries right now.

As much as Hank and Jimmy tried to stop him from doing it, he had to see Wilford. Just to confirm with his own eyes that he was okay. He knew Wilford could have issues with his memory, and a part of him hoped that he had forgotten about him altogether.

Just gotta see him. Then... I'll leave him to his life.

He stands at the door of the bakery for a few seconds, in a dark hoodie and jeans, hands wrapped up in bandages as he reaches for the door and enters. Even the door chime makes his heart hurt.

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"...I see." So, he took care of the problem, huh? If Wilford knew anything about code, that meant he more than likely killed someone. And now, allegedly, Yancy was free of whatever burden they caused him. Hm.

Wilford stares at one of the spots on his countertop, as if it's the most interesting thing in the world. "...at least you're still alive." It's not said in a happy sense, but not in a bad way either. Again, it's very... Blank.

"Can I get you something?"

John is dead.

It took months of operating from the shadows, but Yancy had finally managed to get his hands on him and make him regret ever showing his face around his territory. Cutting the head off the snake made the others scatter into hiding... the ones he didn't have taken care of, anyway. He had to call in some favors and contingencies he wasn't proud of, but... oh fucking well.

Regardless, things wouldn't be the same. But that's the least of his worries right now.

As much as Hank and Jimmy tried to stop him from doing it, he had to see Wilford. Just to confirm with his own eyes that he was okay. He knew Wilford could have issues with his memory, and a part of him hoped that he had forgotten about him altogether.

Just gotta see him. Then... I'll leave him to his life.

He stands at the door of the bakery for a few seconds, in a dark hoodie and jeans, hands wrapped up in bandages as he reaches for the door and enters. Even the door chime makes his heart hurt.

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As Yancy gets closer, Wilfords face becomes easier to see. And there are smaller, less obvious things that have changed about him. There are small scratches on his face and hands. And the white of his black eye is slightly red.

"'M fine... What you you doing here?" He questions in a whisper. The last thing he wants to do is cause a scene in front of his customers. Customers that were because of Yancy and his help... Stop. That wasn't important right now. The point was that he didn't want to freak out right here right now.

John is dead.

It took months of operating from the shadows, but Yancy had finally managed to get his hands on him and make him regret ever showing his face around his territory. Cutting the head off the snake made the others scatter into hiding... the ones he didn't have taken care of, anyway. He had to call in some favors and contingencies he wasn't proud of, but... oh fucking well.

Regardless, things wouldn't be the same. But that's the least of his worries right now.

As much as Hank and Jimmy tried to stop him from doing it, he had to see Wilford. Just to confirm with his own eyes that he was okay. He knew Wilford could have issues with his memory, and a part of him hoped that he had forgotten about him altogether.

Just gotta see him. Then... I'll leave him to his life.

He stands at the door of the bakery for a few seconds, in a dark hoodie and jeans, hands wrapped up in bandages as he reaches for the door and enters. Even the door chime makes his heart hurt.

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The bakery appears the same as when Yancy first stepped into it. There's a few new decorations on the wall in preparation for the holidays, but other than that... It's the same little shop he loved knew.

And behind the counter is Wilford. With the same smile he always had. Handing a lollipop in the shape of a cat to a child no older than 5. "Here you go, baby. Now go, your mommy's waiting for you!" He says sweetly, the mother of said child giving Wilford a kind smile in return, and a mouthed 'thank you'.

However, there are two major differences, both glaringly obvious. There's a dark purple ring around Wilfords left eye. And below that, on his left cheek, a pink band aid. With a little heart drawn onto it.

When the bell rings, that seemingly gets his attention. Looking up from the countertop to-

Oh.

...oh.

"...welcome." he says. Though it isn't completely happy. It isn't completely anything. It's... Vague.

John is dead.

It took months of operating from the shadows, but Yancy had finally managed to get his hands on him and make him regret ever showing his face around his territory. Cutting the head off the snake made the others scatter into hiding... the ones he didn't have taken care of, anyway. He had to call in some favors and contingencies he wasn't proud of, but... oh fucking well.

Regardless, things wouldn't be the same. But that's the least of his worries right now.

As much as Hank and Jimmy tried to stop him from doing it, he had to see Wilford. Just to confirm with his own eyes that he was okay. He knew Wilford could have issues with his memory, and a part of him hoped that he had forgotten about him altogether.

Just gotta see him. Then... I'll leave him to his life.

He stands at the door of the bakery for a few seconds, in a dark hoodie and jeans, hands wrapped up in bandages as he reaches for the door and enters. Even the door chime makes his heart hurt.

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A pink balloon was tied to the handle of the shop, and attached to the string of the balloon was a small and simple note:

Happy bday!

P.S. I also love your treats!

Wilford can't help but smile. Was he any brighter, maybe he'd find it odd that some stranger out there knew his birthday. But instead, he was just... Happy. Happy that someone took time out of their day to do this for him.

"Thank you, friend... whoever you may be."

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Well, make me the second person! Happy birthday! *Offers hug.*

The Baker gladly accepts the hug. And you may or may not feel a tear on your shoulder.

"Thank you so much."

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Happy birthday to every Wil!

Wilford looks up at you, a hint of a tear in his eyes. It was the first time today someone wished him a happy birthday.

"Thank you so much my friend."

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uh oh I have muse

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"Hey, baby!"

Wilfords head whips around, a smile beaming on his face. "Vicky!"

"How's work going?"

"Ah, it's slow today, you know how it is."

"Wil, baby, I'm telling you. All you gotta do is quit and you can come stay with me."

"But you know I love it here."

"Dreams aren't gonna feed you."

"...still. I love it here. I'm staying here."

"Alright, whatever! So, uh... you free tonight?"

"As always."

"Great. I'm picking you up at 7. Don't tell anyone where you're going, okay? It's a surprise."

"Hm... alright?"

"Perfect. I'll see you then, baby."

Vic kisses Wilfords cheek. Wil smiles.

A surprise tonight? He better doll up then.

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Hows Mobby doing? Ever since... You know.

Does he know that there's already someone trying to take Wilford for himself?

Has he seen what he's like when Wil isn't around?

Does he know... anything?

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Ah yes... let's recap what occurred, shall we?

Yancy, Hank, and Jimmy were almost killed by Yancy's Uncle John and traitors within his organization. In a desperate attempt to protect Wilford, he had Hank get him and bring him to the safe house, where Yancy finally came clean about the biggest lie he's been keeping from Wilford. They fought, and Wilford was understandably upset.

Whether or not Wil decided to stay in the safe house... I'm supposing not.

Since that night, he's had someone keeping surveillance on the bakery and Wilford to ensure his safety. I'm not gonna lie, as heartbroken as Yancy was, he still had someone threatening his life and the lives of people he could still trust. His entire existence became finding his uncle and killing him, then rooting out the rest of the traitors. His empire, the things he's worked so hard for the last 15 years or so, is in shambles.

So he's not doing great. He barely sleeps. Hank has to make sure he eats or he won't. Symptoms of a broken heart and paranoia. He doesn't focus on anything else but his new mission, or else he will lose it.

So, yes... he knows things. He knows that Wil is better off without him. In Wil's words, he's not a good man, and he's absolutely right. He knows that someone else has been around a lot more. Unfortunately, he doesn't know everything...

But Wilford left. So he's respecting that by staying away himself.

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"Hey there, baby."

"Oh, hello! Welcome to Wilford Warfstache's Sweets Emporium! I'm Wilford, what can I get you?"

"Hah, baby, you don't gotta get me anything but your number."

Wilford blushes. "My my, straightforward much? I must say, I don't just hand out my number to strangers."

Vic laughs, running a hand through his hair. "Well, I'm Vic. There, now we aren't strangers."

Wilford smiles. "Well, Mr. Vic, I can't say we're familiar."

"But don't you wanna be?"

"Can't say I'm looking around at the moment."

"Perfect. Cuz now you're mine."

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Wilford is making treats.

He always does that.

A red van pulls up outside of his shop.

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"Oh, baby... You'll be mine real soon... Trust me."

All he needed was some rope. After that... taking Wil would be a breeze.