three dads (karlnapity reader insert)

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Techno pov

Y/n was dead asleep when my voices got louder.

E...crow father requires y/n...y/n must meet dadza...y/n my beloved...E...

Why would Phil want to see y/n?

From what I know they're a prick.

They were defiant and rude when I was trying to be nice to them. They acted like they had a grudge against me so I have no idea why Phil would want to see them.

Quackity pov

"So you just let them do whatever the hell they wanted because you were busy?" Sapnap yelled. I tried to defend myself "it's not that simple!" "Yeah I know but you should at least..." I noticed Karl getting up"Karl where are you going?" I asked.

Karl snapped at this.

"where am I going?! I don't know maybe to check on your kid who is afraid of you yelling at each other to make sure they're okay! Since you seem to forget that this sort of thing scares them I'm making sure they aren't going to have a panic attack or something!"

Karl left to go to y/n's room.

Karl pov

I left to check on y/n, but was greeted by an empty room. A note was on their pillow

'hi! I'm going to the library in the nether. Don't worry I'm okay I'm just reading
-y/n'

I looked around their room for a map to the portal until my eyes fell upon a portrait. I couldn't read the words but I recognized him.

Their going to find out. They'll tell quackity and sapnap. They know. They won't want to talk to you anymore. Their going to get hurt trying to learn more.

The thoughts circled around my head to the point I covered my ears sitting in a corner, crying.

Y/n pov

"Hey kid. Wake up." I opened my eye reluctantly to see a hand on my shoulder and a face I saw last night. I shot up and grabbed my sword.

He looked at me, unimpressed. "Your stance is off." He said as he kicked my knee making me crumble to the floor. He laughed lightly at this.

"Also you were locking your knees" he said holding out his hand. I got up myself.

"I can walk you home." He offered to me.

But there was no way I was about to trust him. He did terrible things, and almost killed papa.

"You good sir will not be helping me with dick diddly." I said walking away from him, putting my books in my bag and walking out of the library.

I opened the door to hear nothing but fighting.

So I closed the door to go for a walk. Even with my limp which was painful, anything was better than that.