DreamSMP Oneshots

𝚀𝚞𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚢

𝙳𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚞𝚙

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⚠️WARNING⚠️ in this one there are some degrading moments, so if you're not comfortable with like being made fun of or anything like that this one shot maybe not be for you

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Quackity was sitting at the top of the hotel, checking his money, his fingers grabbed the top ones and he let them fall back onto the others making the nice clicking sound against each other.

(If that makes sense)

He counted 14 grand. As he was counting and humming a tune in his head, the elevator to his office dinged open and one by one Fundy, Foolish, Tubbo and Y/n filed out of the elevator.

They all lined up in front of his desk. Y/n being the only girl, she always felt awkward being this close to Quackity. Quackity wanted Y/n so she could add a feminine touch to everything but she ways more on a side lines and barely did everything.

Y/n was between Tubbo and Foolish. Quackity didn't even look up yet. Fundy cleared his throat making Quackity stop his counting and finally slowly looked up at the 4 members in front of him.

"What?" Quackity growled.

"We have another traitor amongst us," Fundy said as Quackity slammed his fists on the desk making his chips fall in a large pile and he stood up quickly.

"WHAT!" Quackity yelled, "What's the problem this time?" He rubbed his eyes.

"We have money missing, our machines are malfunctioning, we have lost about 16 grand within the last 8 weeks.....someone or something is taking our money and giving it away," Fundy exclaimed.

Quackity walked to the big window that was behind his desk and looked out of it.

"I want night guards, at the Casino every night and day, anyone who's acting suspicious will be arrested and make sure you notify me. I'll ask someone to come and fix any machine that's been spewing money," Quackity said as everyone nodded and was about to walk out.

"Y/n, you stay for a minute," she stopped in her tracks and looked back at Quackity's desk she played with her fingers. This can't be good.

Quackity sat back in his chair.

"I want you far from the casino at all times, you can only go in if I let you, I don't want you on the porch of the casino, and I don't want you on the stairs you understand?"

"Y-yes sir."

"Good now....don't be a fuck up and go do something useful," Quackity said as Y/n nodded and headed to the elevator.

The thing is...Y/n's the traitor....she's working with Dream, ever since she got to Las Nevadas. He wanted her to steal things from Quackity, he didn't care what as long as he got something. She had her ways of getting into the prison and giving Dream the items he'd ask for. And now...she can't even be near the casino.

She has no idea what to do now.

Y/n made it to her small apartment, she paced around the living room of it and was trying to figure out how she could get Dream his items he wanted.