6 - dead

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be prepared

// tw gore, bloody themes, mentions of suicide, descriptive death, just like violent things in general //












He kicked the limp body. His chilling laugh echoed through nothingness. He tugged on his hair. His other hand cupped his cheek, blood brushing from his thumb to his jawline. He laughed further, his face hurt from smiling so hard, though it felt good. The heel of his firm leather boots dug into the body's back. He thrust his foot, rolling the body over.

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Quackity sat under the familiar tree, reading his favorite book. He heard someone running toward him, thinking it was probably Tommy or something. He hadn't seen Wilbur much after their last meeting. Quackitys shoulders were still a bit bruised from Wils grip.

"Hey!"

His head sprung up, hearing that familiar voice. Looking around, he saw him.  A boy with goggles resting upon his scruffy brown hair. A multicolored loose sweater with a spiral on the front. Quackity groaned. He looked back down at his book pretending like he never saw Karl Jacobs, his ex fiance who didn't even remember him.

Quackity shuddered at the words said that day. How, to Karl, Quackity was just "some random guy." He dug his face into his book as he heard the boys footsteps getting louder and heavier.

"You there!"

Rolling his eyes, Quackity got up from his comfortable spot. He saw the boy slow down in front of him. Quackity stared at him, his eyes burned through Karl's skull.

Quackity spoke through grinding teeth. "What do you want, asshole."

Karl's face looked worried. He looked like he'd been panicked and just finished crying. Quackity found it hard not to laugh right at Karl's pathetic face. Karma's a bitch, he thought.

"Please, just listen to me!"

"You have 2 minutes." Quackity stated, pinching the bridge of his nose. He didn't want to hear what Karl said, at all.

"I-It's about Sapnap."

Quackity groaned at the name. This was the last thing he wanted to happen on a peaceful afternoon. He looked away, trying to get distracted by everything else in the world. Though, Karl could understand that Quackity was fed up.

"Listen, I know we haven't been on good terms and- hell, I don't even know you. But it seemed like you and Sapnap were good friends, and this is really important."

"Just- go on."

"He.." Karl pursed his lips, fiddling with the cotton on his sweater. "He passed.. away."

Quackity jerked his head to Karl. His eyes widened in surprise. Karl bit his cheek, unfortunate to be the bearer of bad news.

"Me and this Wilbur guy found him, and-"

"Where is he?" Quackity said sternly.

This time, Karl was surprised. "Wilbur?"

"No. Where is Sapnaps corpse?"

Karl was flabbergasted. It was already a sight for sore eyes to see how brutal Sapnap went out. But Quackity looked determined as all hell. Karl let out a sharp, deep breath.

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