MCYT ONESHOTS

you're so pretty - quackity

summary: (Y/N) gets a job at the casino and is able to fit in right away.

i will be using my own head canon of what what the casino inside looks like because i can lol. i'm doing it this way so i don't mess up:( also my own head canon for the people as well kinda? i just don't wanna mess anything up really- (Y/N) gets to wear a suit, sorry if it's not your cup of tea loves:(

this may contain SPOLIERS for the latest instalment of quackity's lore!!!!

realistic minecraft au! a long one so hang in there!!

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(Y/N)'s pov

i had been working at the casino for a few days now and i loved it in there. the loud noises of machines, chips being rummaged around, arcade machines and loud chatting was comforting in a sense.

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quackity had met me outside my home which resided near tommy's house. he had rocked up with the sweetest smile i had seen in ages, his black hair ruffled slightly, his beanie still resting on the back of his head. he had a scar going through his left eye which caused his eye to now be lighter then normal. he wore a white button up shirt, black jeans with suspenders attached. his shoes were black dress shoes which were slightly scuffed. he still looked stunning.

"(Y/N)! i haven't seen you in so so long, how are you my dear friend?" he smiled, bringing me into a warm embrace.

"quackity, hi. i'm good, yeah i'm good, what are you doing here?" it seemed sort of unreal that one of my best friends, and past crush, was stood outside my house when i hadn't seen him in days, weeks or even months.

"i just wanted to have a chat with you!" his words seemed so sincere, not a single bad idea behind him, at least that's what i thought, others may say different.

i let quackity inside my home, apologising for any messes. we chatted for a long time, catching up on small things until he finally let me in on what had been going on with dream in the prison. i listened closely, watching as the black haired male slowly paced around, turning sharply on his heel when he got to the other end of the small room. he finally turned and stared me dead in the eyes.

"(Y/N) join me."

"what...? join you in what, torturing dream in the prison? i don't think sam would allow two people in at the same time."

"oh no no no, you've got it all wrong my dear! i want you to come work alongside me at las nevadas! you can work in the casino, i'm sure you'd love it!" he laughed and flung an arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer. he calmed down, getting serious. "come on, join me. you'll regret it if not. you're doing nothing with your life, you'll be talk of the SMP if you come join me love..." he whispered, his voice going low.

i stared at the floor, my heart pounding so loud that i was sure it could be heard for miles. he was so close.

"alright. i'm only joining because you're my friend."

"oh great! you're going to love it, you'll fit right in."

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