(Time skip....)
Purpled stood outside the door, Quackity was awaiting him. His job would have given him good money, and he made sure to dress up for the occasion. The purple suit fit him well, he had decided. His hand rested on the door knob slightly, taking a deep breath before walking in.
"Purpled! Jeez- I was waiting for you all morning. Hey you look great man!" Quackity greeted him, Purpled still slightly grimacing at the giant scar across his face.
"Thank you-" Purpled began, before Quackity interrupted him.
"How are you doing?" Quackity said cheerfully.
"Good, how are you?." Purpled said, awkwardly stuffing his hands into his pockets. He despised this small talk, much more used to getting to the point quickly, always on the offense."Great! I'm doing great. Dude, thank you so much- holy crap thank you so much once again for your help on the whole egg thing. It's gone man! We did it." Quackity said, his cheerful tone as if everything was truly fine slightly annoyed Purpled.
"I mean Sam contained it, but do we really know what's going to happen?" Purpled question, narrowing his eyes at Quackity.
"Listen, I'll talk that over with Sam I'm sure everything is fine. The thing is, and the good part about this all, is it's contained, it's not going to hurt nobody, and I've been walking around a bit and seeing people. There's so much less tension and everything's so much better. We did a great thing here. So again I really appreciate it man, thank you so much for all your help!" Quackity said, in his normal tone. Purpled sighing slightly at how much Quackity talked, and how great he made everything sound."Yea okay, cut the bullshit real quick with 'everything's great'. Where's my money? I mean I did everything for you, so where's my money?" Purpled said, his eyes still narrowed at Quackity.
"Right. Yeah, of course. I mean I would never forget Purpled. You came for your money and that's what your going to get. Come up here with me." Quackity said, a slight change in tone, perhaps he was excepting more of the basic small talk before Purpled had got to the point. Purpled ignored it, following him closely up the stairs.
The space was open up on the roof, only a closed chest upon it. Purpled staring at the chest, which stuck out like a sore thumb on the bare rooftop.
"See, I'm a man of my word. So here it is, here's your payment." Quackity nodded at the chest."Good- thanks." Purpled smiled slightly.
"Ya know, look at it. Everything in order?"
As Purpled took a few quick paces across to it, opening it up with one hand and using the other to grab it, counting it quickly."Yup! Everything's there, appreciate it for doing business." Purpled sighed in relief, standing back up. Placing the payment back in the chest, deciding to just carry the whole thing. Turning back to Quackity who was watching with an careful eye.
"Absolutely. And you know what? Since I appreciate your help so much- I have something else for you. Wait up here, wait up here..." Quackity said as he turned on his heels and heading down the stairs before Purpled had a chance to respond.
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