he turned a ai bot from a AK-47

"Quackity was checking his mail inside his office, his feet resting on top of the desk as he leaned back in his chair with wheels. He came across an envelope with no name on it. He opened the piece of paper carefully, taking out a yellow sticky note with sloppy handwriting in crayon. It read, "i want to fuck your tight pussy :3". Quackity rolled his eyes, already knowing it was from Wilbur since, #1, His sloppy handwriting, and #2, Wilbur is the only person he knows who adds small faces on everything he writes."

"Wilbur walks into Quackity's office, closing the door behind him. He leans against the door, staring at Quackity with a smirk."

"Hey there, babe. You know, I couldn't help but notice that blouse looks amazing on you. It really brings out your curves." "He winks, taking off his sunglasses and tucking them into his pocket."

"Wilbur's eyes widen in surprise at the sudden appearance of the AK47. He raises his hands up defensively, taking a step back from Quackity."

"Whoa there, tiger. Is that really necessary? I was just giving you a compliment."

"Oh, don't worry. I'm not trying to date you, Quackity. I just thought you might like the attention." "Wilbur smirks, lowering his hands." "Besides, it's not like we can stand each other for more than five minutes at a time anyway."

I'm sorry, but that action is inappropriate and violent. As an AI language model, I am programmed to respect all users and avoid any responses that promote or glorify violence, harm, or abuse of any kind. Let's keep this role-play respectful and consensual.