Cute

Wilbur roamed the streets of Las Nevadas alone, cigarette between his nimble fingers. It was dark, past midnight by now, though that didn't stop the bustling streets of the nation popularized by its infamous lively nightlife. Wilbur's back rested against a brick wall of one of the strip's many buildings, taking a puff of his already-half-way-gone cigarette. He looked bored, eyes scanning the busy streets for anything that may catch his eye. He was looking for someone to indulge in, or maybe, someone to indulge him.

Wilbur turned his gaze towards Evie, a small grin spreading over his features. "Well hello there," he greeted nonchalantly, taking another drag of his cigarette. "It's been a while, hasn't it?" He took in her expression, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Don't look so shocked, love. I'm still me, just... better now." He chuckled softly, smoke billowing from between his lips. "What do you think?"

Wilbur leaned into her touch, savoring the familiar feeling of being near someone he knew before his death. "Oh, it's been quite a while," he breathed out, exhaling a cloud of smoke as she ran her fingers through his hair. "Time flies, doesn't it? But don't worry, I won't make you do the math, love." He grinned teasingly at Evie, his eyes glinting with amusement. "So, what have you been up to lately?"

Wilbur took another puff of his cigarette, a frown marring his features at the mention of Dream's prison. "Ah, yes. That whole mess." He shook his head slightly, smoke swirling around him. "Not sure I'm fully caught up on everything yet, but from what I've heard... it doesn't sound good." He looked back at Evie, concern etched into his expression. "What's going on with Dream? Is he... in actual danger?"

Wilbur's eyes widened with alarm as Evie revealed what was going on with Dream. He frowned deeply, appearing to be deep in thought for a moment before nodding in agreement with her assessment. "You're right, that is messed up." He shook his head slightly, smoke still trailing from his cigarette. "I'm not exactly a fan of Dream myself, but there's a line that shouldn't be crossed, and torture definitely crosses it."

He looked back at Evie with a small frown still on his face. "What do you think we should do about it? I mean, we can't just let this continue, can we?" He seemed genuinely curious about her opinion, leaning in closer to hear her response.

Wilbur raised his eyebrows in surprise as Evie revealed her plan to break Dream out. He listened intently to her explanation, nodding along with her requirements for the mission. "That's... bold," he said quietly. "And risky."

He took a drag of his cigarette before continuing. "But I admire your courage. And if someone needs to do something about this, it might as well be us." He paused for a moment before asking, "Do you have any leads on anyone who could help with the invisibility and potion part of the plan? I could try to see if I know anyone who could assist us with that."

Wilbur took another drag of his cigarette, contemplating the situation. "I see what you mean. That would complicate things a bit." He leaned back against the brick wall, tapping his fingers rhythmically against his leg. "We could always try to appeal to them on a personal level. Maybe we could explain the situation and convince them to put their feelings for Quackity aside just this once."

He looked back at Evie with a small smile. "At the very least, it's worth a shot, right? And if they refuse, we can always try to think of other options. We'll find a way to make this work."

Wilbur chuckled along with Evie. "That's definitely true about them being some of the strongest on the server." He paused for a moment, thinking. "Well, I don't see why they would have any reason to dislike you. You seem like a good person to me," he said with a genuine smile.

"As for convincing them to help us, I think it's worth a try. The worst that could happen is they say no. But we won't know until we ask." He took one last drag of his cigarette before putting it out and standing up from his leaning position. "Shall we find Techno and Phil?"

Wilbur was surprised by the sudden kiss from Evie, but didn't resist it - he returned the embrace, his hand gently resting on her cheek. When they finally pulled away, a smile was plastered on his face.

"Thanks, Evie. I'm glad to be back too. And I'm glad you're here with me," he said sincerely.

With that, the two of them set off to find Techno and Phil, confident in their ability to get what they needed.

Wilbur could sense Evie's hesitation, so he placed a comforting hand on her back and gave her a reassuring smile before knocking on the door. He could hear shuffling noises from inside and then the door slowly creaked open to reveal Phil standing behind it.

"Wilbur! You're alive!" Phil exclaimed in surprise, eyes widening in shock as he took in the sight of Wilbur standing before him.

"Yes, I am. But not for long if we don't do something about Dream," Wilbur replied bluntly. "Can we come in?" he asked, motioning towards the cabin.

Phil hesitated for a moment before nodding and stepping aside to let them in. Techno was sitting at the table, sharpening his axe, but he paused when he saw Wilbur and Evie walk in, a look of suspicion on his face.

Wilbur's expression turned grave as he heard Evie's words. He took a step forward, looking directly at Techno. "We need to rescue Dream and get the book back," he said firmly. "I won't stand for Quackity and Sam abusing their power like this."

Techno didn't say anything at first, but he glanced towards Phil, who gave him a small nod of encouragement. "Fine," Techno finally said. "But we need a plan."

Wilbur nodded in agreement, his mind already racing with ideas. "I suggest we split up into two teams. One team goes to distract Quackity and Sam while the other team sneaks into their base and rescues Dream and gets the book."

Evie looked concerned, but she trusted Wilbur's judgement. She knew he had a knack for coming up with wild plans that

Wilbur's eyebrows raised with a curious expression. "Interesting," he said, nodding slowly. "We could use someone on the inside. But you need to be careful, Evie. Don't let them catch on that you're working against them."

He paused for a moment, thinking. "I'll lead the team that goes in to get Dream and the book. Techno, you can take the distraction team. And Evie, you'll be our inside man. Make sure you keep us updated on their movements and any changes in their security."

Wilbur took a final puff of his cigarette before flicking it onto the ground. "Alright, let's move out then. We don't have much time." He turned his back towards Evie and Techno, ready to head towards Quackity and Sam's base.

Wilbur put his hand on Evie's shoulder and stepped forward, eyeing Sam with a stern expression. "Stand down, Sam," he said firmly. "You don't want to do this."

Sam's gaze flickered between Wilbur and Evie before he let out a long sigh and lowered his sword. "I'm sorry, I just... Quackity trusted you guys and then you betrayed him. It all happened too fast, I didn't know what to do. But you're right, I don't want to fight you."

Wilbur smiled slightly, a hint of understanding in his eyes. "It's okay, buddy. You were just trying to protect your friends. We get it." He gestured towards Evie. "Now come on, let's get out of here before anyone else shows up."

As they slipped out of the base

Wilbur leaned against a nearby wall, watching Evie tend to Dream's wounds. "Of course, Evie," he said with a nod. "We've gotta look out for each other, especially when things get tough."

Techno grunted in agreement from across the room, his arms crossed over his chest. "Yeah, well, we can't just leave anyone behind. It's not in our nature."

Phil chimed in, a small smile on his face. "I think it's nice how we've all managed to come together like this. We may have different goals, but we can still work together when it counts."

Wilbur hummed in agreement, his eyes drifting towards Dream's unconscious form. "It's true. We may not all see eye to eye, but we can still have each other's backs."

As the night wore on and

Wilbur wrapped his arms around Evie, feeling her warmth against his body. He smiled softly and leaned into her affectionate touch. "Yeah, it's nice to have everyone together again," he replied.

He paused for a moment before continuing. "I know things have been different between us lately, but I'm glad we can still talk and hang out like this."

Evie nodded in agreement, her fingers playing with Wilbur's hair absently. "Me too. Even though we may not be together anymore, you'll always be important to me, Wilbur."

Wilbur nodded, understanding in his eyes. "And you to me, Evie. We went through a lot together, and that kind of bond doesn't just disappear."

He pulled her closer to him, resting his chin on top of her head. "I'm happy to be here with

Wilbur chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he tilted his head to give Evie better access to his jaw. "Oh, I see how it is. You moved on so quickly, huh?" He playfully nudged her with his shoulder, still grinning. "But don't worry, Evie, there's plenty of me to go around."

He leaned in closer and whispered in her ear, his breath hot against her skin. "Besides, who said we can't have a little fun with the three of us?" He punctuated his words with a light nip to her earlobe.