☆Quackity centric crap i right when bored☆

yellow carnations and valentines surprises

Today we look through three valentines days in the life of Alex Quackity, all connected by one thing, a bouquet of yellow carnations.

♡one♡

Quackity woke up, feeling the empty space beside him. It wasn't unusual for schlatt to be missing in the morning, he was either working or passed out somewhere around the house.

The avian rolled over in the bed, pressing his face into his pillow and groaning. His head hurt, and he was still tired. He blames it on stress, for what else can he blame it on? He could hear movement downstairs, schlatt must be awake. Though quackity wasn't in the mood to deal with him currently, he was probably hungover and angry and Quackity feels that he would simply break down if he had to do that right now.

He was almost asleep, he really was, when schlatt called him.
"Alex! Come down!"
Who was Quackity to disagree? He sighed and sat up, rubbing his eyes. Oh yeah, today is valentines day. Quackity had gotten schlatt his favourite cologne, the ram hadn't been able to find it anywhere recently and Quackity managed to get a bottle a while back.
He wondered what his his husband had gotten him, or even if his husband got him anything, while he got out of bed and grabbed the cologne from his bedside drawer.

He walked down the stairs, a yawn escaping his mouth. He was still tired, maybe he could sleep again after schlatt was done with what he wanted.
"Where are you schlatt?"
"The kitchen, come in"
Quackity opened the kitchen door, gasping slightly at what he saw.

Schlatt had made him breakfast, and was holding a bouquet of yellow carnations and a jewellery box.
"Oh schlatt!"
"I wanted to do something special for you, I know yellow carnations are your favourite flowers, and you like pancakes, mine obviously aren't as good as yours, but I did try"
"This is Amazing!"
Quackity ran into his husbands arms almost making the taller drop the things he was holding.

"I'm guessing you like it?"
"I love it!"
Quackity had never has someone do so much for him, it felt wonderful.
"Sit down and eat your pancakes pumpkin" Schlatt said, planting a kiss on his head.

Quackity did just that, sitting and taking a bite from the pancakes. They were slightly burnt, and covered with to much honey, but despite that they tasted amazing.
Quackity remembered the bottle of cologne still in his hand.
"Here, I got you this"
He pushed it over to his husband, smiling at the shocked look on the tallers face.
"How did you find this!?"
"I bought it ages ago, I thought you'd like it because it's your favourite and you haven't got anymore"
"I love it, and I love you sugar pumpkin"
Schlatt leans close and plants a kiss on Quackitys lips.

"Now, open your gift"
Schlatt places the flowers on the table and hands Quackity the jewellery box, a smile on his face.
Quackity opened the box slowly, finding a small gold bracelet inside.
"It's beautiful"
"Yeah, like you, give me your wrist, I'll put it on"
Schlatt took out the bracelet and secured it around Quackitys wrist.
"Hey schlatt?"
"Yes?"
"I love you"
"I love you to pumpkin"

♡two♡

When quackity woke up he was alone, there was a lot of noise coming from downstairs, pots banging together, yelling, even the fire alarm going off at one point.
Quackity finaly decides to go down when he hears sapnap and karl yelling at eachother once again over burnt food.

They don't even notice him at the door at first, he just stands there, holding their gifts, listening to the conversation.
"You burnt the food Karl!"
"No, this is your fault for trusting me with cooking"
"It was your idea to make Alex breakfast!"
"I was going to make his coffee and let you do the cooking"
"Oh fuck sake, he's going to be awake soon and we have no food!"
"I already am awake" Quackity said, interrupting the argument.