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George walked downstairs the next morning, seeing Karl sitting on the couch teaching Tubbo how to play Speed "What time is it?" George asked

Tubbo looked up from the coffee table and looked up at the analog clock above George's head "Late- 2 pm. You slept in" Tubbo explained before looking back at what Karl was explaining

"Where is everyone?" George asked

"Tommy wanted to go exploring so Wilbur went with him" Karl answered. George nodded, walking over and listening to what Karl was explaining. After a few hours, they heard someone walk out of the back room. Karl turned his head and saw Quackity, up and moving "Hey dude- are you ok?" he asked

"What? Oh- yeah, yeah I'm fine" Quackity said and walked into the kitchen. George, Karl, and Tubbo all looked at each other confused- getting up and following after him.

"Hey? Buddy?" Karl laughed a little and put a hand on Quackity's back "You good?" he asked again

"Yes. I'm fine- I just can't lay down any longer- I've been in that fucking bed for three days" he mumbled

"Do you need anything? You could go rest and I'll take it to you" Tubbo offered

Quackity looked at him "Yeah, maybe try not to fucking baby me" he snapped then shook his head after realizing how harsh he could've sounded "Sorry- I didn't mean it like that" he apologized

Tubbo looked at him for a second before shaking his head as well "No, it's fine- I get it- I'm gonna go look for Wilbur and Tommy" he said, his voice quiet

Quackity sighed as Tubbo left the kitchen "I'm not trying to be an asshole- I'm just pissed off" he mumbled and fixed his beanie with his non-injured arm

George sighed and looked at Quackity "You need to rest; as much as you hate sitting still- you need to chill out" he said softly

"Yeah- stop looking for trouble for a week at the least" Karl agreed, keeping his hand on Quackity's "Techno isn't someone to mess around with"

Quackity rolled his eyes "You think I didn't figure that out? He started it"

"I don't think- ...ok" George laughed a little and shook his head, looking in the direction of the door when he heard it open and close; assuming Tubbo had left like he said he would

"I upset him didn't I?" Quackity asked, Karl and George both nodding "Well fuck"

Karl laughed a little "So, you don't want to go back to our room?"

"No" Quackity shook his head

"Then hang out with us here" Karl suggested and nodded back towards the living room. Quackity smiled a little and nodded, following George and Karl back to the unfinished game of Speed. Karl finished explaining- George and Karl playing a few games while Quackity watched. 

They all joked and laughed like everything was normal- avoiding the topic of how fucked the world was to keep the mood light.

"Karl! George!" a voice came through on the walkie-talkie

Karl, Quackity, and George stopped their conversations and looked at the walkie-talkie across the coffee table. Karl picked it up "Who's this-"

"It's Tommy dumbass- we need help!" he said through the crackly radio

"What's going on?" Karl asked, trying to keep his voice calm "Where are you?"

"We're at-" The radio cut off for a split second but they heard the end of what Tommy was saying "-ace Needle-" he finished "We kind of somehow got a shit ton of Ghoulie's on us-"