Pretty Boy // {c! Quackity x reader}

✿Chapter.15✿

"Thank you for coming on such short notice."

"Anytime, friend."

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"Niki told me to bring food with me, I snagged you a pastry. I know you like the chocolate ones!" She said smiling brightly. He took the sweet from her hand thanking her. Ever since that night, Y/n had been sneaking off every night to see him.

"Do you reckon you'll leave this place and come back with me?" She said before taking a bite of her food. "I told you I'll think about it." Alex replied patiently. She protested a few more times before he playfully flicked her head.

Upon looking at his hand she saw the blue plastic ring she had won him. Her heart melted at this. Slowly picking up his hand she stared, his engagement ring wasn't there anymore.

"What happened to your gold ring? Did you lose it?" Alex paused for a second looking towards her, " I guess I did lose it." He said nonchalantly. Giving him a quizzical look, she dropped the subject. Still holding his hand she brushed her thumb over his knuckles. "I'm glad you still have the ring though." She said smiling.

His face flushed at this, "shut up.." he mumbled. She smiled cockily. "Why? I just think it's so cute that you still have it." Quackity turned his head towards her, his face beet red. She winked, which didn't help his case any further.

"I hate you sometimes." He said glaring playfully. "I'm sure you do pretty boy."

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It's been a few weeks, they weren't even good ones as well. The few amounts of people whom were a part of Pogtopia had found out about Wilbur's "friend". He had partnered up with the one person they had collectively hated. She remembered walking in on their meeting in order to bring Wil some tea. Directly before her sat the two, Wilbur and Dream.

She had almost broken a few cups that day. Out of all the people he could've chosen, it was him. She even had to sit there and listen to them bounce ideas off the walls. The two had explained how Schlatt was a threat to Dream's ownership of this server. Dream himself even admitted he hadn't seen them as a threat no longer. He only saw Schlatt's rise in power as an issue.

Y/n didn't believe him entirely at all. However, it would help to have a strong ally such as the owner himself. No matter the case, she would never forget the suffering Dream has put them through. She was still haunted by the feeling of holding Tommy's limp body in her arms after the duel. One day, she wishes to shoot an arrow into his gut.

Now she stood by a crafting table, drinking some warm tea. In the other room she could hear Dream's and Wilbur's muffled voices. Throughout the past hour she had heard words being tossed about. Such as TNT, redstone, assassination, the list goes on.

Sighing she set her cup down, and gazed up the rickety old staircase. It was once again night, her favourite time as of late. She went towards Tubbo's and Tommy's room and wished them goodnight. Going straight up the staircase in a hurry she breathed in the cold night air. It sure was a slap in the face after being down in the ravine all day.

She hastily made her way down the trail she had been taking. Occasionally looking down at familiar pebbles and flowers that littered the ground. The moon was out now, it was three quarters full, some of it being covered by clouds. Must be rainy tomorrow I guess, she had thought.

Swiftly and quietly maneuvering through the buildings' alleyways, she finally made it to the steps. In the back she could see the gate left open for her by Alex. Upon walking through it she could see Alex with an ender chest, he seemed to be packing.

"What's all this?" She enquired. Startled he whipped his head in the direction her voice had come from. Sighing out he replied, " I'm just packing stuff in case I need to leave abruptly... Schlatt and I got into another argument. We just butt heads too much, it's irritating." His eyebrows had begun to furrow towards the end of his sentence.

She nodded in understanding, as well as offering to help him organize, he accepted. After packing it up and putting his ender chest back into his inventory, they resumed their nightly chats. That is, until they heard the back door open.

"Hey, listen sugar pumpkin I'm sorry for yelling at you–" Schlatt stopped talking once he had made eye contact with the girl. His once apologetic facial expression turned to one of rage. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?? WITH QUACKITY AS WELL?  EVEN MY OWN FIANCE IS A TRAITOR!" he began to accuse.

"Schlatt listen–" "NO YOU LISTEN TO ME! I HAVE SACRIFICED EVERYTHING TO RUN THIS COUNTRY WITH YOU! AND WHAT DO YOU DO? SHOVE IT IN MY FACE BY CONSPIRING WITH THIS HEATHEN." At some point within his shouting he had pulled out a weapon. Not a normal one however, it was an iron pickaxe. It seemed to glimmer mockingly in the moonlight, soon dimming once a cloud passes over.

"Since you want to talk sooo much to my opposers.." he said stepping closer, "I'll have your mouth meet my pickaxe, AND I'LL PUT IT STRAIGHT THROUGH YOUR TEETH QUACKITY!"

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Ayo surprise cliffhanger!! Also I'm pushing back the upload time just a tad bit more so now it's Saturdays at 12:00 am EST. Sorry if it's an inconvenience. Btw I adore all of my readers who seem so excited to finally have a tall Y/n! I'm really glad y'all get happy :] <3