MCYT Oneshots

Ignored - Sapnap x Karl x Quackity

Summary: Quackity feels down but the other two are too busy for him.

Warnings: Sad Big Q, a little bit of depressing thoughts, being ignored

Status: Fiances

Quackity woke up later than usual and he immediately knew it was one of those days. He was in a slump. He felt unmotivated and numb.

He sighed and sat up from the bed. His two fiances were already gone. Makes sense since they usually woke up earlier.

Quackity found enough motivation to leave the soft bed and change into a random hoodie and pants. He begrudgingly left the room and headed to the bathroom. He splashed cool water on his face and looked at himself in the mirror. He looked tired, even though his face held no expression.

Quackity left the bathroom and headed down the hall, passing Karl's office on the way. He heard a keyboard typing from the other side of the door, and assumed Karl was editing a video or doing some business work.

Should I ask him for help? For comfort?

No. I'll be a burden. Just like always.

But both him and Sapnap said I could ask them for help when I felt like . . . this.

But I also don't want to bother his work. I'll ask later.

Quackity kept walking down the hall and entered the living room, seeing Sapnap on the couch, headphones on and his laptop sitting on his legs as he edited a video. Quackity didn't want to bother him either so he went to the kitchen.

I don't have an appetite.

It's not like I need the calories.

Quackity shook his head. All he wanted to do was curl up in bed and watch TV or sleep but he knew that his slump would grow worse if he did that.

Maybe I should just tell Karl or Sapnap. They always force me to do something.

Quackity walked back into the living room, stopping a few feet from Sapnap, who still wore his headphones and was clicking away at his laptop. Quackity waved his hand to grab the other's attention.

Sapnap glanced up and looked back at his screen. "What's up, Quackity? I'm kinda busy."

"Uhm, I'm not feeling that great today and-"

"If you feel ill, go to bed or something. You can handle that yourself."

"N-no, it's not that-"

"Quackity, I can't deal with your problems right now. I have my own shit to deal with." Sapnap snapped.

"Right. Sorry."

Quackity slowly walked out of the living room, heading down the hall again.

I knew I'd just bother him. Just like I always do.

Quackity stopped in front of Karl's office door again. Maybe he'll help?

Quackity knocked on the door, receiving a mumbled "what" in response. The boy on the other side seemed frustrated, but Quackity opened the door anyways.

"Hey, uh, Karl?"

"What is it? I'm not really in the mood for anything." Karl sounded stressed, probably becoming frustrated with his work.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I tried to talk to Sapnap but he was too busy-"

"Can you just get on with it, please?"