Chapter 5: Uh oh...

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Quackity's POV

After what happened yesterday, everyone has been scared shitless. Everyone's faces are pale, they all look like they saw a ghost. I don't blame them really, someone just got murdered and then two more people died right after. How many of us are left? 38 now, I believe, you tend to loose track after a bit of trauma. It's hard holding in your emotions, the moment Techno and I stepped into our room, I cried my eyes out.

I wrapped my arms around him and told him how scared I was. He held onto me, listened to my rant, cradled me until I calmed down. Having an emotionless, straight face act is 10x harder than it looks... Why must we do this, why must we go through this hell? Why were we even chosen for this? My wings fluttered a bit from my emotional thoughts. "You doing alright feathers?" A deep monotone voice asked me.

"Yes, I'm alright," I replied leaning into Techno, he wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me closer. We were sitting at the cafeteria, only three other people were here but we all just ate food. The food was surprisingly good at least it wasn't traced with poison like I thought. I heard the intercom start up, "Hello! Hello! Isn't it a good morning to be alive and well... For now. Since you guys passed the first trial with flying colours, I thought I'd open up some locked areas for you all. You now have access to the basement, some locked classrooms and a few other things that are available. Have fun!" He beamed before cutting off.

Another day, another shit show, I let out a sigh and lean into Techno some more. "I wanna sleep," I groggily said, "Alright, let's go," he replied lifting me up. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he carried me. Techno is a 6'4 tank of tungsten, he is pure muscles and strength. Meanwhile I'm a 5'8 mini version of him minus the tank of tungsten part and I can only carry heavy objects for a prolonged period of time. I'm not really heavy, I don't eat much plus I'm in my male form, not my female one.

I'm lighter as a male then a female but as a female I can make myself smaller and less visible to the eye. I was so stuck in my own headspace, I didn't even realize we were inside our dorm already. I look up at Techno while he looks down at me, "Turn those daydreams into actually dreams," he said laying me down on the bed. I let out a dry chuckle before resting my head on the pillow. I heard Techno shuffle around a bit, I then I heard a click. It sounded like he was locking the front door. I then heard his footsteps before he laid down on the bed next to me.

He wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him. I flipped over to face his direction instead of my back towards him. I wrap my arms on his neck and lean into his face. I rest my forehead on his and I heard him let out a slight oink. I let out a tired hum and amused chirp. Techno's piglin side will always be adorable to me, the quiet sounds he makes when he's happy, sad, scared and when his ears are out, he looks even more adorable. He mainly only has his tusks out, he wants to be as humane as possible but I like the other side of him.

But he doesn't, he doesn't like the fact that he looses himself in that form. He doesn't like the fact that his other form has a mind of its own. So he mainly stays in control with a little oink here and there. I bask in the warmth of my lover for a little longer before falling into a deep sleep.















Hey boss, are you sure you want to go through with this?

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...If you say so.

You won't be able to............. from today. Good luck. .......













My eyes spring open, I intake some air that I was holding in for the longest while. My wings flutter in distress for a little bit before I get a grasp of the situation I'm in. My vision was a bit blurry but I can feel the body of a human being next to me. My vision soon returns to me and I see Techno sleeping peacefully in front of me. I move around a bit, pulling myself away from my sleeping teddy bear. It took me a bit since he had quite the grip on me.

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