Stage2:It looks so real...

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Skeppy, after he saw Bad disappear into the distance, turned and started to make his way back to his house.
"How would I frame Quackity though.."
He wondered as he walked.
"At least hes out without Bad a lot more recently.."
Skeppy stopped a moment and looked up at the sky.
"Maybe if I get someone to help me... Maybe if they would impersonate as Obama.."
He continued to walk.
"Who would help me though... and I would need to find a way to edit a photo too......Karl might help!"
Skeppy turned around and quickly sprinted to Karl's place.

Skeppy arrived at Karl's house and politely knocked on the door. He waited for a minute before he saw the door open to reveal Karl's face.
"Hey Skeppy, what's up?"
"Listen Karl, this might sound a little weird but I need your help framing Quackity."
Karl stared at Skeppy for a moment.
"Why and how?" Karl asked.
"This is gonna sound even weirder.... I really like Bad, like like him... and yeah, maybe I'm jealous, and maybe I want to frame Quackity to make it seem like he's having an affair with Obama.... And I need someone to stand in as Obama since he's,well, dead."
Karl looked a little surprised, and stood there for a moment processing the information he just received.
"I mean, I dont want to hurt Bad s-"
He was cut off by Skeppy.
"But then I'll be here to comfort him and then he'll fall for me."
They stood in silence briefly.
"Skeppy...I dunno.."
"Please Karl?"
"Fine...But you owe me big time."
Skeppy dragged Karl around everywhere looking for Quackity. Finally, they found him.

*Whispers*
"Ok Karl, so heres my plan... So I need you to take this paper,"
Skeppy hands Karl a paper with a random image on it.
"And I need you to walk up to Quackity, but hold the picture above his head so he has to look up since Obama is tall."
"You think that'll work?"
Karl raised a brow at Skeppy.
"Quackitys slow((a/n I'm not making fun of quackity, I luv him ;-;))he wont think anything of it, he'll probably think you're making fun of him for being short."
"Alright... Here goes nothing.."
Karl walked up to Quackity.
"Hey Quackity, look at this funny meme."
Karl holds the image above his head, forcing Quackity to look up at it.
"Are you making fun of me?"
"Haha, no!"
Karl shouted as he ran away.

Skeppy and Karl met back up at Karl's house.
"Did you get the picture?"
"yeah it looks great, thank you so much Karl."                                                                                                         
"So how do we edit it?"
Skeppy reached into his bag, pulling out an asortment of art supplies, along with a picture of Obama that someone had from somewhere.
"Like this."
Skeppy said before getting to work, gluing, drawing, coloring, making sure that the picture looked flawless. After half an hour he was finally done. He turned it towards Karl.
"So? Look real enough?"
"What the honk, that looks perfect."
"Thank you for the help Karl, im gonna go set my plan into action."
Skeppy ran out of Karls house, and right back into the woods where he met Bad before.

(20 minutes earlier, with Bad)

Bad was pacing around the house. He had no idea what to do, especially without Quackity here. What was he doing anyways? Bad stopped for a moment. Theres no way Skeppy told the truth...right?
"I guess i'll go on another walk to busy myself."
Bad made his way back to the forest where he has seen Skeppy before. Bad didnt want to meet with Skeepy, or at least thats what he though. He knew deep down that he wanted proof from him, and if he didnt have proof then he'd know Skeppy was lying.

Bad had been wandering through the forest, trudging through to heavy layer of snow that accumulated from the snow that fell last night. After maybe 40 minutes of walking, Bad finally found Skeppy.
"Skeppy... I dont want to talk to you, but I need to know... Is Quackity really with... him?"
Bad couldnt bare to say Obama's name. Skeppy didnt say a word, only grabbing out the piece of paper out of his bag, and walking up to Bad, holding out the rolled up picture. Bad took the paper hesitantly, unrolling it, only to find what he hoped would never exist.
"I would never lie to you Bad, you know I love you.."
Bad burst into tears.
"I trusted him... I trusted him Zak!"
Skeppy knew how hurt Bad was since he used his real name. Skeppy wrapped is arms around Bad, hugging him tight.
"I thought he loved me... I thought he cared! I really did! *some sobbing* And then he goes out and does this thinking he could just get away with it... No, No im done with him!"
Bad screamed all of this into Skeppy's chest.
"I didnt want you to get hurt later, Im here for you Bad.."
Bad sat there crying for a while, while Skeppy just held him, comforting him.

Bad eventually went home, Skeppy walked him there. He said his goodbyes after they planned to see each other tomorrow (Bad was going to go to Skeppy's house before Quackity got home.) The night passed unevenfully, and Bad woke up in the morning with red eyes, caused by him falling asleep crying. Bad reluctantly got out of bed, and got ready to head to Skeppys house.

He knew Quackity would be back around 10am, so Bad left around 9am to arrive at Skeppys house before Quackity got home to his. Bad knocked on Skeppys door, almost in tears. Skeppy opened up the door to see how sad he was, immideatly pulling him into a hug. Skeppy smirked, happy that his plan had worked. They went inside and talked for a while, Bad even laughed a bit. It was all good and jolly before another knock was heard on the front door. Skeppy went to open it.

There Quackity stood, with a worried expression pasted onto his face. 
"Is Bad here? I cant find him anywhere!" 
"Yeah but he doesnt want to speak to you."
Skeppy said, before trying to close the door on Quackity. This didnt work though, and Quackity pushed the door open, letting himself inside. He ran up to Bad, still worried, for different reasons now.
"Bad, Im sorry I left for so long I didnt know it would upset you i-"
He was cut off my Bad.
"Thats not what it was about Quackity, dont play it off like it was nothing."
"What are you talking about Bad?"
"What do you mean?! I know you were with Obama!"
"Obama? Bad, Obamas dead. and besides, you know i would never cheat on you."
"Tell that to the dumb picture then!"
Bad said before pushing Quackity out of the way and running out of the house.

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A/N

YOOOO its been a while huh? yeah sorry about that, i had no idea what to write next but here you go. and dont worry the next chapter should  be out soon(possibly tonight EST). But yeah, thats how it went. Also, I apologize if im not imitating their personalities well, im not too good at that. I try though ;-; anyways, i hope you enjoyed, dont forget to drink water ily guys :D


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