Him. [ READER X QUACKITY ]

Oh Fuck Oh Shit

I took a breath in. How was I going to get pass all the guards? And the fangirls? Shit. I should've thought this out.

Whatever, whatever! I have to do this. Well I don't have to do anything. I just...should.

I began walking over. I can do this. I can do this. I ca-OOMF.

Another hoard of fans rushed over to a different content creator next to Q. Wilbur Soot, surrounded by girls. Jeez.

On the girls conquest to Wil, they trampled me causing me to fall over. I was on the floor now, in defeat. God, I hope no one-

"Hey? Ya need help?" A familiar voice called, rushing over to me with their hand out. No. No. No fucking way.

I looked up to see Quackity. "You okay man?" He asked again. "Oh. Uhm. I- uh. Yeah. Thanks. Yeah." He chuckled as he pulled me up. He turned to Wilbur. "AY WIL! Control your fans man!" Wilbur flipped him off.

He turned his attention back to me. He took a second to study me. "What's your name?" He was asking my name. Oh my god. "Uh. "HeyGirlBur. Well-Williams my real name bu-"

"Did you just say HeyGirlBur? Are you serious?"

He. He fucking remembers me.

"Yeah, uhm."

"You- You we're my first sub holy shit! Oh my god, oh my god!"

I actually can't believe this! He really does remember me!

We stood in shock for a minute. "Uhm, haha, wanna get outta here? The fans aren't gonna leave us alone." Quackity said, breaking the silence. "Yeah, sounds great. Yeah."

And we were off.