The Muffiny Family (Skephalo Triquel) Completed

The Turning Point

Skeppy was about to take a trip to the Taken Kingdom. Jackie had asked him for a pony, and he was more than willing to get her one. He had wrote to Dream, and Dream just happened to be selling a pony at the time. Obviously Jackie was too little to ride on her own yet, but one day soon she could.

Before leaving, he gave Jackie a big hug. "I'll be back soon princess, be good alright?"

Jackie nodded "I will daddy...I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you too!" Skeppy pouted and ruffled her hair. "your hair grows fast, doesn't it?"

"Yeah, Do I look like a girl yet?"

Skeppy sighed "girls can look like so many different things. There's no way to 'look like a girl' when girls can look like anything."

"Oh...okay."

"You are beautiful though." Skeppy rubbed her back. "I'm going to go check on Bad now, before I go."

"Okay, bye."

Unlike Duckie, Jackie never started calling Bad daddy, or anything of the sort. To her he just happened to be the person her dad was married to. They hadn't had a connection or bonding experience yet.

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Skeppy walked to the bedroom, and knocked. "Bad, can I come in?"

There was no answer at first.

"Bad?" Skeppy knocked again. "Are you really sleeping right now?"

He heard some shuffling and moving around.

"Baaad? I'm heading to Dream's now...aren't you going to kiss me goodbye?"

Bad slowly opened the door a crack, and looked out at Skeppy. "What do you need?"

"Are you alright?" Skeppy tried to push the door open.

"Ah! No!" Bad held the door in place.

"Bad...what's going on?" Skeppy kept pushing, and finally got the door open. Only to see Quackity in the room.

"What the hell is this?" Skeppy glared at him.

Quackity awkwardly covered his face.

"Don't twist it into something it's not..." Bad whispered.

"What is it then?! Because it looks like you're cheating on me!"

"Ah! I'm not!" Bad defended himself. "I just knew you wouldn't want me to hang out with him."

"So you snuck him into our BEDROOM of all places?" Skeppy crossed his arms.

"Skeppy, don't start. I'm not in the mood for this. Quackity is straight- kind of. Me and him are best friends, nothing weird is happening. I just needed someone to talk to."

"Oh, so you can't talk to me? Your husband?"

Bad rolled his eyes. "I do talk to you, but it doesn't help. All you do is tell me I'm pretty, and that I need to be happy. It's not that helpful, I'm sorry, it's just not. I need someone that will talk about deep stuff with me, and will let me be upset."

Quackity stood up and walked over. "Look man, chill out. I'm not here to be a homewrecker."

Skeppy wanted to punch him, but resisted. "Just leave, it's fine."

"You can't tell him to leave, he's my guest." Bad stood up for Quackity.

Skeppy looked at Bad with cold eyes, and bitter love. "Fine, but don't expect me to be 100% honest, when you're sneaking friends in."