The Muffiny Kings (Skephalo Sequel) COMPLETED

The Broken Trust

The walk home was interesting considering Skeppy and Quackity were intoxicated. Quackity still remembered what Skeppy did, and wouldn't forget to mention it to Bad.

They stumbled inside, it was in the middle of the night. Bad was still awake, waiting for his lover.

"Oh my gosh, what happened to you two?!" Bad walked over and hugged Skeppy. "I thought you two got lost or kidnapped!" He could smell alcohol and something floral coming from Skeppy. "How much did you drink?"

Skeppy hiccuped and cleared his throat, but didn't say anything.

Quackity rubbed his eyes. "Fuck...I'm going to bed." He walked towards his room and managed to get in bed. Though he ended up laying on the wrong end.

Bad let Quackity go, knowing it was normal for him to want to pass out after a party. "No drugs right?"

Skeppy nodded "no drugs..." His words were slurred.

"Okay..." Bad looked at his eyes, seeing that they were a little red. "Are you sure?"

Skeppy nodded "only alcohol."

"Okay, I trust you. But you seem really drunk. I think you had too much to drink." Bad held Skeppy's face.

Skeppy shrugged and closed his eyes. "I wanna sleep..."

Bad nodded and led Skeppy to the bedroom they stayed in. Once in there he turned on a lamp. "Don't sleep in your nice clothes." Bad got Skeppy some pajamas and handed them over.

Skeppy struggled to take his clothes off as Bad turned away. "Ugh! I can't do it, help!"

Bad sighed and shook his head. "You definitely had too much, I said not to. Is it okay if I help you? I'll see you without clothes."

"Duh, get over here."

Bad turned around and helped Skeppy change into his pajamas. Then Skeppy drunkenly slithered into the bed. Instantly he closed his eyes and started going to sleep.

Meanwhile Bad was staring down at his top in disbelief. The inside of his collar was stained with pink lipstick. Bad knew it definitely wasn't his, he didn't wear makeup. "Skeppy..." He noticed Skeppy was asleep, and dropped the article of clothing. He held his feelings of betrayal for the morning. When Skeppy could explain himself. Maybe there was an explanation.

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In the morning Skeppy woke up to a commotion. It seemed to be coming from the kitchen. He sat up and felt a sharp pain in his head. "Ah fuck..." He rubbed his head. After gaining some strength he went to the door and listened. It was a small house so from the bedroom door, he'd hear everything clearly.

"Bad I'm so sorry..." Quackity apologized as if he did something wrong to him.

"It's not your fault..." Bad mumbled, sounding more upset than angry. He wasn't the type to be enraged. Not even over really aggravating things.

"I would of stopped him but, didn't catch him in time..."

"It's...it's fine, you shouldn't have to babysit him. He's supposed to be loyal to me." Bad sniffled.

"I know, he got really drunk. He'll probably use that as his excuse. I mean I get high out of my damn mind, but I wouldn't cheat. I never did with Sapnap and Karl anyway. No matter what we were loyal to each other."

"Yeah..." Bad was too hurt to speak too much. "So it was just like, a little kiss?"

"Bad...you said you saw the lipstick on his collar. It wasn't a little kiss, it was borderline porn. All I saw was them making out. What happened after I went off to get a drink, I have no idea."

Bad started to break down into a puddle of tears. "W-why?! He was scared of people touching him! Now after a few drinks, he can cheat on me?!" Bad choked out the words.

Quackity hugged Bad tightly, and rubbed his back. "Siento mucho lo ocurrido."

Skeppy had no memory of what was going on, he just knew they were talking about him. "What...cheating?" He groaned and rubbed his face. He'd have to go out there and face them. To get yelled at for something he didn't remember doing.

He walked out to the kitchen, and the two friends went silent. Quackity gave Skeppy a nasty look before walking off to get ready for his work shift.

Bad dried his eyes quickly, and looked down at the floor. "So you're the cheater now?"

"I...honestly I don't remember doing anything wrong."

"Yeah well Quackity saw it, and I found evidence all over your collar. Not to mention you smelt like floral perfume when you came back. I know you don't like heavy floral perfumes, so it wasn't yours." Bad crossed his arms, Skeppy wouldn't wear a any scents that smelt too floral. He thought it made him smell like a grandma. He rathered sweet vanilla cake smells.

"I..." Skeppy tried to bring his memories back. He went back to the room and picked up the outfit from last night.

"I can't deal with this..." Bad mumbled.

Skeppy sniffed the clothing, the smell immediately brought back his memories of the woman. His head throbbed as he realized what he did. He ran back to the kitchen. "Bad! I'm sorry!"

Bad shrugged and sat on a chair. "You don't love me..." He sadly spoke. and let a couple fresh tears spill.

"I do!"

"You cheated on me! Don't even try to blame being drunk. That's not an excuse to disrespect me, and our relationship." Bad rubbed his eyes until they turned red.

"Bad...I don't know what happened, I wasn't thinking."

"Obviously you fu- Skeppy, did you get intimate with this stranger?"

"No! Definitely not, I wouldn't of went that far." Skeppy hoped Bad would forgive him.

Bad covered his face and sighed. "I'm done, this is done." Bad stood up and walked in the bedroom.

Skeppy followed him only to discover the door was locked. He banged on the door. "BAD! PLEASE! FORGIVE ME, I DIDN'T MEAN TO! Those stupid doctors fucked me up!" Skeppy cried desperately at the thought of losing his lovedove.

Bad laid on the bed and cried to himself. This wasn't how his fairytale marriage was supposed to go. He had sympathy for Skeppy, and knew he'd take him back. Bad was too forgiving for his own good. For now he had to pretend he had respect for himself.

Skeppy sat outside the door and sobbed to himself now. "Bad...I need you."

Bad sniffled and let himself cry without answering Skeppy's pleads.

After a couple hours Bad calmed down and left the room. He looked around to see where Skeppy went. Skeppy was on the couch, hugging himself.

Bad sat down next to him, with his eyes just as red and puffy as Skeppy's. "Are you okay?" He asked Skeppy, even though Skeppy deserved a little heartbreak.

Skeppy immediately hugged Bad tightly. "I'm sorry lovedove, I won't let it happen again! Promise!"

Bad had already decided to forgive Skeppy. "Okay...I accept your apology. It's my fault for letting you go..." Bad put the blame on himself.

"Do you still trust me?"

"I... Skeppy obviously not...it's going to be awhile before I trust you again." Bad bad to admit his trust with Skeppy was broken. It may never be the same again.

"I'll do ANYTHING to make it up to you...even adopt a baby. If you want a baby, I'll gladly agree." Skeppy was desperate for Bad's unconditional love to be mended.

"Ske- really?" Bad knew he really wanted a baby, but couldn't take advantage of Skeppy. "No- no baby unless you genuinely want one." Bad sighed and held Skeppy's hand. "You promise you didn't do anything...you know?"

"I promise bad, it was just kissing. She was leading the whole time and I was too drunk to get out of the situation."

"Cross your heart?"

"And hope to die...I love you."

"I...you know I love you, but I'm still a bit upset."