DREAM SMP ONESHOTS

The Return of the Dead

Category: Karlnapity Angst

A/N: This is my very first story I have written after 3-4 years. So, don't expect much from it I suppose. Rereading it, i wasn't proud. Not my best work

Quackity's POV

It was just another day in Las Nevadas. I was taking a stroll through the paths and seeing the different buildings that made this place real. It was a big accomplish and to think that I did everything was very empowering to me. Even if I started this country for the two people that I loved and trusted the most, I was proud of myself but I knew deep down everything was just a facade to cover the fact that I was lonely and craved the attention of my ex "fiancees" again.

The backstory of Las Nevadas may be a sad tale but it's something that definitely gave me the will to change my whole personality into someone much more serious and professional. I was ridiculed for being the child I was before, laughing at the simplest of things and overusing drug jokes and pushing myself into people knowing very well that I might be ruining other peoples relationship with each other. I mean.... Look at Bad and Skeppy now; Not to mention as well as Dream and George's relationship(if there even was one in the first place).

Still, I did wish they'd see how successful I am now.

I sighed to myself and looked up the sky.

"I'd give the world anything just to have someone next to me right now... Even if it were Schlatt"

Little did I know I'd regret ever saying that but I guess I was too desperate and in the moment to realize that I mentioned my dead ex husband.

I walked and walked and saw the dick tower Wilbur and Tommy made on their last visit here. I laughed at the memory.

"I hate on what I have had to become" I clenched my fist while looking at them.

Karl would be so disappointed in me. If he remembered me, of course.

I chuckled. I miss them so much.

FLASHBACK

3rd persons POV

Quackity entered his shared house with his boyfriends in El Rapids, smiling. Finally, after 2 months of being away and working on a huge special thing for his boyfriends, he finally was able to bring them to what he worked on hard the most.

It was for them.

It was a gift and a propose site.

There were other buildings but one in particular was Quackity's favorite. It was small but it was beautiful. The building was white and filled with flowers and maybe some sugar canes and a birch bridge across them.

It was Quackitys favorite build and he was hoping to bring his boyfriends to Las Nevadas and propose to them there.

He called for both his boyfriends name but neither responded. Where are they? He knew he had little time as he had to visit Dream in prison.

He sighed and mentally told himself that he could find them once his business with Dream is done. He left the house and rode on his skeleton horse going to the prison.

He arrived and saw George standing in front of the gate hesitating whether he should go in or not. But this does not stop Quackity from calling out his friends name.

"George!" Quackity says getting of his horse. George turns around and saw him. "Quackity!"

The two friends runs at each other for a tight hug. They were happy to see each other.

"I haven't seen you, Karl, or Sapnap in a long time! What have you been up to?" Quackity asks his friend.

"Nothing much" George replied still trying to calm himself down after seeing his friend. "What about you? What have you been up to?" George asks.