Drinks // Jschlatt x Quackity

Moving in

No Ones POV

Schlatt and Quackity had been friends for quiet a while. They never got along though, they would always argue about the most stupidist things. 

One day their friends had told them they had bought an apartment for the two to share so they could become closer. They had said they were tired of hearing them argue everyday.

Little did their friends now, this journey would be one hell of a roller coaster.

Moving In Day

Quackity was in his room unpacking the boxes and setting up everything. He was trying to put together his PC when Schlatt had walked by his room. Quackity was struggling a lot and Schlatt could see that, he just laughed and kept walking. Quackity silently cursed him out continuing to unpack.

After about and hour he finally got his PC together. He was now done unpacking everything and walked down to the kitchen. 

When he walked in he saw Schlatt leaning on the counter eating cereal. Quackity rolled his eyes and grabbed a glass from the cabinet and filled it up with water.

Schlatt wasn't paying much attention to Quackity. It got quiet and Quackity did't like it, he hated the quiet.

"Are you done unpacking yet?" Schlatt spoke, as if he could read Quackitys mind.

"Yep" Quackity replied.

"Took you long enough" Schlatt said, laughing a bit after.

Quackity rolled his eyes.

"Are you done unpacking?" Quackity asked.

"Just finished maybe 15 minutes ago." Schlatt said finishing his cereal.

Quackity sat on the counter, criss-crossed.

Schlatt put his bowl in the sink and began to walk out of the kitchen.

Is he really not going to rinse his bowl?

Quackity thought. He walked over to the sink, rinsing his glass out and then the bowl.After he was done he finished unpacking the kitchen.

About 10 minutes later he heard something fall. "SHIT!" was all he heard coming from the upstairs bathroom.

Quackity walked upstairs  into the bathroom and say the small glass box Quackity's mom had given him on the ground. It had a tiny chip in it on the corner and a piece was missing on the back.

"What the fuck dude" Quackity said, he was trying not to get mad.

"I didn't mean to, it fell off of the damn counter." Schlatt said.

"It's fine." Quackity said as he grabbed the missing piece and the box.

Schlatt felt a little bad for it, but he wasn't going to show it or say anything.

Quackity walked into his room and put the box on his desk. He looked for glue but couldn't find any.He just left it on his desk and went back to the kitchen to finish unpacking.

1 Hour Later

They were both done unpacking everything. They were sitting on the couch watching Tv and on their phones.

"This shit is fucking stupid." Schlatt said.

"What is?" Quackity asked.

"Us having to live together, i mean most of the time we argue it's just jokes." Schlatt said.

"Most of the time it's not, it's just cause your an ass." Quackity said back.

Schlatt rolled his eyes.

"Not my fault you fucking annoying." Schlatt replied.

"Oh shut up" Quackity said getting aggravated.

"Or what, your too short to hit my face" Schlatt said in a taunting manor.

Quackity huffed. He wan't to throw something at him, so he did, he threw a pillow at Schlatt and hit him in the face.

"You bitch" Schlatt stared at Quackity and threw the pillow back, hitting Quackity in the face as well.

This turned into a pillow fight. It started with them being mad but ended up with them laugh like crazy. They thought it was hilarious.

Quackity hit Schlatt and when Schlatt went to go hit Quackity back he slipped and tubbled into Quackity making him fall as well. This resulted in Schlatt falling on top of Quackity, there faces only being a couple inches away.

Both of their faces turned red from embarrassment. After sitting there for a few seconds Schlatt quickly got up, He helped Quackity up as well. 

"I-i'm sorry." Schlatt said, his face still red.

"I-It's f-fine." Quackity replied, his face was still red as well.

Both of them just sat back down, acting like nothing happened. Quackity went up to his room leaving Schlatt in the living room by himself thinking,

"What The Fuck."