"I helped a little but it was mostly Ranboo." 

"I'll have to let him know, he's done a really good job." Into the van; he checks the chest, which is exactly the same as it was before: 4 stacks of burgers, 2 and a bit stacks of bread, and some miscellaneous building blocks. "You know, I've never tried one of our own burgers before. Let me--" Two pieces of bread, one burger in between them. "D'you want one?"

He has. "Sure." 

Wilbur hands him the already-made burger and makes another from the chest. He chews loudly while he eats.

"Hmm.

Q, we have to do better than that. It's good. Q, that's the best burger I've ever had. But, like, we gotta do better than that. We’re taking down an entire nation, just out of this burger van, you know? --Sorry! Competing. Peacefully. With an entire nation. Just out of this burger van. We can’t have just the best burgers I’ve ever had. They’ve gotta be the best burgers anyone’s ever eaten in their entire lives, with no-- in any universe!"

(It is, at best, solidly mediocre; more accurately, it's a somewhat below-average burger. It's not bad. But it's not really good either.)

He's just... not going to comment on that slip. 

"They're definitely better than the Las Nevadas ones," he says, neutrally. "...not that it's that hard to do better than the Las Nevadas ones. I would not say it's the best thing I've ever eaten. That being said I am never going to get used to how casually available beef is here." 

"Better than the Las Nevadas ones is--good, that's really good, we need to be better than them. It's like running from a bear, you know, we just need to--to outrun Quackity. We can still do better, though." He's outside the burger van and has started pacing; he stops suddenly on the edge of Paradise. "--Oh, it's the horse! The--Quackity's horse I took, I forgot to put it back--we need that, actually. I want that horse." He immediately jumps in the water and swims to where the horse is, on a tiny island just offshore.

...you know what, if Wilbur has decided that his new occupation is horse thief then Q does not feel especially inclined to stop him. He stays where he is, sitting on the roof of the van. 

Wilbur talks to himself and/or the horse while riding it back. "--Pain in the ass, this is a pain in the ass--here we go, wait, yeah, I'm the boss at horses, I'm the best horser around--"

Aaaand here's Ranboo. "--Um, hello."

"Ranboo! Hey!"

He waves. "Hi." 

Once he's back by the van he dismounts. "I really like everything you've made here, Ranboo. Especially the--this little toy you've made. This is cool. I like this." Back to flicking the trapdoors. "I'm a big fan of--of everything we've done, actually. Remember the--the boom? And the window?"

Ranboo's voice jumps an octave. "Yeah. Yeah, I do remember that. I hope it didn't--hopefully it wasn't too much. You didn't think it was too much, right?"

(Wilbur, if you had any damn clue what was good for you you wouldn't be reminding us of the explosion and the window. Not that he would have forgotten. Not that he could have forgotten.)

Wilbur is oblivious to Q's thoughts. "I thought it was great, man! I'd--I'd be pissed. And I bet he is, dude. I bet that was the stick it to the man that he needed."

"But you, you want that--that was like--for like, competition, right? For the business and everything?"

"...Yeah!"

"Yeah!"

The thing with Wilbur, Ranboo figures, is that he cares about being a good person, or at least seeming like a good person. So if Ranboo keeps reminding Wilbur, of what he's trying to be, or pretend to be, or whatever--maybe it'll help. Maybe he even will be a good person, it's not like blowing up part of a build that nobody uses anyway is anywhere close to disqualifying.

"I think you've--I think you've taken a stand. And that's a change, you know, I'm not used to it from you. From either of you, really."

"Yeah, I... When I, like, looked back at everything, especially after you talked to me and everything, I decided to take a look back on just my life and everything, and I’ve realized that… I mean, I’ve been involved in things, but I haven’t really… I haven’t really done anything. I haven't really made anything, like, I haven't really-- I honestly haven’t really done much to alter history. Right now if you were to write a history book… I wouldn’t really be that much, you know, involved in it."

Wilbur has gotten somewhat distracted getting the horse onto the top of the van, for no particular reason other than it being something to do. "You don’t need to have an impact on the world, Ranboo, to matter, you know? You don’t need to be the, you don’t need to, like, go out and do the--" He gestures to Las Nevadas. "--You don’t need to build a fucking Eiffel Tower just to be, to mean something, you know? I, I, Ranboo, Ranboo, don't get me wrong. You're talking to me here. I think it's cool. I think it's very cool that you've decided to go out and, and do things. --Look at this fucking--what's he doing here--" Time to axe crit a zombie that had wandered up to him. "I think-- I think it’s very cool that you’ve decided to go out and, and change how, you know, change this for the better! I think it’s for the better. But I just wanna… like, don’t start going around breaking windows and blowing up walls just because you wanna be different, just because you wanna make something."

Holy projection Batman! Right. Yes. Redirecting Wilbur to smaller, less destructive pursuits. "Yeah. This is why I like the little burger shop, you know? It’s small, but at least, at least it’s something, you know? Because I’ve always wanted to kind of make something that’s gonna outlive me, a little bit. So, I think that this is a good... a good start to something, I think! It’s a nice little burger shop, you know?"

"Yeah! And, man, honestly? I'm proud of you, bro! I know I don’t know you very well, and I haven’t known you for very long--Q I've known a bit longer, but both of you, really, I'm proud of both of you--but you know, I think you’ve done a really good job here. And tell you what, tell you what." He is bringing the horse back down off the roof of the burger van! This is significantly easier and faster than bringing it up in the first place was. "Do you want to see-- have you ever heard of the phrase 'fruits of your labor'?"

"Ye...s?"

(Is "taking a stand" the thing that he's doing, Wilbur? Is it? Is it really? Is it Q and Ranboo who are going around breaking windows because they want to do something that matters? And is he seriously under the impression that helping Wilbur build a burger van is the most important and impactful thing that Q has ever done, more so than providing for his sister and her children, more so than saving fucking Tubbo?) 

((This is a little bit unfair, maybe. Wilbur wasn't actually addressing him. He's still annoyed about it.)) 

"I'm familiar with the term."