Accelerate || Quacknoblade

1 : flagboi : 1

: quackity pov :

i had changed outfits for these new racers. i was assigned technoblade, nothing sounded special about him but for some reason he had so many people excited about him being a racer.

i didn't get the hype. just some random dude joining with yet another crowd of people. their names were weird and one of them was 17, can you fucking believe that?

this round, i had technoblade, sap and dream. dream had gogy with his flag, sap had karl with his flag, and technoblade stayed focused. he didn't look up at me once as i walked across the archway to wave the flag.

we heard a sharp whistle, in sync, me and the other two flag boys waved our flags and sat in place. a gust of wind nearly flipped me back, damn he was quick.

gogy cheered, karl clapped and hollered, meanwhile i just sat in a daze with the speed that shot past me. i climbed back onto my feet and stared at him zoom past.

he very agilely made his way around dream and sapnap, that ruby red car with a gold wing and gold brakes. i peered inside of the car to see red velvet seats and a pink haired male.

you're fuckin' kidding me, he had pink hair? i felt a laugh build up in my throat until i let out a small snicker and i got a stare from george and karl.

"sorry, sorry," i blurted out with a smile. they raised an eyebrow, "you're giggly, quackity." george smirked. "oh, so what of it colorblind whore-" i said in response, karl broke out into loud laughter and george blinked at me.

"i mean, well damn bitch, at least i'm not some flag boy for a pepto bismol" colorblind spat. the racers were over here, getting defeated by technoblade, meanwhile the flag boys are spitting eachother some roasts.

just as i opened my mouth, i nearly flew back again as a shimmery red car flew past me, "goddamnit." i muttered.

karl wiped a tear or so from his eyes, "ya'll should both stfu and pay each other some respect, we're flag boys, not fucking twitter"

i wheezed at that, "TRUE" i watched dream and sapnap pass at least 15 seconds after technoblade had. this man was not joking around.

: after the race :

the aftermath of the race was genuinely shocking. dream and sapnap's cars were hella fast and their acceleration was amazing, despite technoblade not having an amazing car, he still did so much better.

he beat THE dream and sapnap. the top damn racers. IN HIS FIRST RACE. i heard a click from george, "if you hit up that pepto bismol fuck and manage to seduce him, i'll pay youuu... 500. if you can't, i get 500."

i thought about it, "1000 and i'll make it a deal." george scoffed and flicked his wrist, "fine." i smirked, "it's a deal, mr. no-colors."

: apologies for this being so short, i may continue this if you guys like it :