Unwilling Change- A Karlnapity Vampire Story

Chapter #5- The Time Skip

AN; writing this and a Karl littlespace at the same time has a strange vibe. 

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{clubs, alcohol, dom/sub relationships} 

Turns out Schlatt did go under radar again, now it has been almost a century. Sapnap and Quackity had started to get better at their new job and George and Dream, who had been changed less than a month after George, had started trying to get the two to go to clubs with them again. 

"But I don't want to." Sapnap knew he was outvoted 3 to 1. 

Quackity tugged on Sapnap's arm. "Come on, I want to, George wants to, Dream wants to. Actually thinking about it. You don't need to come. I can go with them and you can stay here." Quackity turned around and began to leave.

Sapnap grabbed his arm and tugged him back lightly. "You are definitely not going without me, pretty boy." 

Quackity smiled successfully. "Of course not Sir. Would never dream of it. Now hurry and get dressed, I wanna go soon." 

Sapnap pulled Quackity into their room and kissed on his neck. "Please stay here." He muttered into the kisses. 

Quackity pushed him away. "No, I want to go out. I want to have a sexy boy dance for me. And you suck at dancing." 

Sapnap groaned. "But Dream is going to wear that weird mask and you and George are going to spend the whole time in the corner looking miserable, and I will feel bad for you." 

Quackity glared slightly. "I promise I won't stand in the corner with George. Also you know the mask is to cover his bite, he doesn't like vampires seeing it. Now change quickly, you can't wear that." 

Sapnap glanced down at his hoodie and sweatpants. "Yea, I would look like a creepy incel." 

Quackity nodded in agreement but it slowly turned into a look of appreciation as Sapnap took off his lazy clothes and put on his more normal clothes. Black jeans, white long sleeve, black short sleeve, chains. The whole get up. 

"Okay pretty boy, lead the way." Sapnap snapped Quackity out of his thoughts then followed Quackity out of the room and down the hallways. 

"George, I got him to come." Quackity said as they approached the pair. 

"You have made him cum multiple times before. That you're still walking is an improvement." Everyone could tell Dream was smirking under the mask that covered his lower face and the bite that sat on his jawline. 

George hit him in the chest. "You know that isn't what he meant." Turning to Quackity and Sapnap he continued, "Let's get going." 

"I'm driving, I don't trust either of you two and George doesn't have a license anymore." Sapnap pulled his keys from his pocket and headed to the front doors of the huge house. 

"You know, I can still drive." George said as he followed. 

"Sapnap doesn't count a glamoured license as legal." Quackity said as he looped arms with Sapnap and pushed open the doors. "Anyway, you drive slow as fuck." 

George paused, offended, causing Dream to push him forward a little. "I do not drive slow." 

Dream chuckled. "You kinda do." 

George turned back to him, preparing to smack him in the chest again, but Dream caught his hands and turned him back around. 

Quackity stood by the simple black convertible. "Stop flirting, get in." With that he hopped over the side and sat shotgun. The other two quickly hopped the short doors and buckled themselves into the back seats.