《Friends Matter》President things...
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Wilbur's POV
"Wilbur, I've secured our independence" my head snaps up to the blonde. The remorseful grin on his face tells me everything I need to know. "You-you what? How? What did you do? How did you negotiate this?" The smile fades "I-I gave him the disks Will, I gave him the disks" He starts sniffling. I stand up. "You gave him the disks?" He nods and I pull him into a hug. "My right hand man! You gave him the disks Tommy Innit!" I try to keep my voice under control but I just can't help it. I pull away and start rummaging through a chest. "I need leather, I need paper, I need ink and I need a quill" I pull out what I need when I remember something. "Tommy, go get the others!" I say excitedly.
Lily's POV
I'm walking around l'manburg for the last time, taking in our beautiful nation. The peace I feel is shattered when Tommy comes barreling towards me. "Lily! Come on Wilbur needs us!" "Is he okay?" I ask frantically. "Yes! Now come on!" We race past Sam and Britta. They see us running and start to follow. "Hey! Are you guys alright?" Britta yells. I'm to out of breath to respond and I have a feeling that Tommy is too.
We were led to the caravan where Toby, Fundy and Wilbur are sat down inside. I take my place next to the tall male and lean over. "What's going on?" I whisper. "You'll see," he says mischievously. Sam takes her place in between Toby and Britta, Tommy next to Britta.
Wilbur and Tommy get up. "You guys are probably wondering why you here." Small yeah's are herd from around the room. "Well... we're free." "What?" Britta stands up first. "How?" Tommy looks at her with a smile. "Well, lets just say that we only have one disk to listen to now." The brunette girl pushes her chair out and throws her arms around his neck. Tommy reacts quickly and lifts her up slightly. Hugging her back. Wilbur clears his throat. "Would you two lovebirds mind? I'm trying to write a new Declaration of Independence here." "Yes sir." Tommy nods still smiling and holding Britta, sits down with her on his lap.
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Wilbur dips his quill in the ink and starts writing. He annunciates as he does so. "As we gaze upon the swaths of redwood trees. The great hills to our south and the walls we have protected for years. I, as the now president of l'manburg." He looks up. "We're not democratic I've elected myself" we all giggle and he gets back to writing. "Hereby state... YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SUCK IT GREEN BOYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY" We all burst out laughing at his immaturity. When we recollect ourselves he passes the paper around for us to sign. When I reaches me I look up at him and smile. He simply nods and taps the paper with a grin. I grab the quill and sign it: Lily <3
I sat on top of the wall with Wilbur. The only noise was the crickets on the ground. Will had his legs dangling off while I had my head in his lap. I was quite comfortable. "Lily?" "Yeah?" "What do you reckon will happen next?" "What do you mean?" "We've gotten our independence. What now?" I sit up and watch his eyes skim across our great land. It felt so weird saying that. Our land. Our independence. Our responsibility. "I don't know. But as long as we have each other, I think we'll be fine." "Yeah.." it I stare at him for another five seconds before looking away. After a few moments of watching the leaves shake in the autumn breeze I feel a soft hand cup my cheek. Wilbur gently moves my face to him. Our lips brush together when he says. "Can I kiss you?" I nod slightly to be met with a pair of chapped lips on mine. His other hand goes up to the other side of my face while mine hesitantly rest on his shoulders. I was nice. For once, I was happy with myself.
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We pull away in awe. "Woah." Wilbur whispers. "Yeah" I giggle. "Lily?" "Yeah?" "Will you be my First Lady?" This takes me by shock. "We're not married Wilbur." "Okay? And?" I scoff when he rolls his eyes. "If your asking me to be your girlfriend then yes." He smiles and leans in for another kiss.
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