"~Foolish POV~"
"Hey Quackity, you in ther--"
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What I saw right when I stepped through the door was a whole other version of Quackity that I had never seen before.
His eyes were filled with tears, looking red and puffy.
He had huge eye bags drooping from under his emotionless, dark eyes.
His clothes were ripped with ragged edges.
He no longer had that "Quackity energy" he had before.
He was a whole different person.
"H-Hello Foolish, h-how have you b-been?" He stuttered, trying to crack a smile.
"No. How have you been?" I sternly replied as a tear dropped from the corner of Quackity's eye.
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He didn't respond but instead, handed me a small, brown book.
I didn't see him blink at any point of our conversation.
YOU ARE READING
!One-Shots! -Quackity angst-
Short StoryJust some one-shots of some short, angsty writing about some of quackity's lore since im bored lmao ( book cover by : gishayera on twitter! or on TwStalker idk-- ) Btw this is my first time writing and publishing a book on wattpad so it might be bad...
