There will be suggestive and sensitive topics! I also have dyslexia so pray with me if i miss spell things
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Foolish had been watching Quackity for a while, A long while.
Sometimes he'd watch him as he worked, carefully writing and carefully plann...
Its been a few days now; Well actually, more like 2 days but few is like 2 anyways. Foolish emailed me about going to the entrance of Las Nevadas cause still, I wanted to see whoever this was he didn't want to see, get fucking pranked.
It was odd of me to be intrigued in someone I barely just met' life, I already had ideas how to trick this dumbass.
I had taken a shower, and put on my favorite hoodie(after washing it) and a black under shirt and black jeans. Walking down to the entrance, I see Foolish' silhouette get bigger as I approach;
" Hey Quackity!- " He spoke quickly, obviously he was either nervous, hyper or something.
" Sup, you look like a fucking dumbass and sound like one. " I laugh cause it was actually funny how he sounded and how his face looked.
" I- Thats so mean!- " He cried almost, I laughed more.
Walking ahead of him before he ran infront of me to lead, cause obviously I didn't even know where this guy was, he hadn't told me anyway;
" Anyways, Whos this bitch you didn't want to see? " I sighed, trotting next to him calmly.
" Oh- I didn't tell you, Well its Sam- Awesamdude. He want's something from me again, which everything he want's from me is never something I agree to or something. " He explains, a little upset sounding and nervous.
" He is a bitch, I see it now. " I grin evilly;
He giggles, we approach a house that honestly, looked like shit, nearby the prison. I saw some chickens running around his house.
" Hes got cocks! HAh! Loser. " I laugh.
He laughs and goes to knock on the door, I hide behind him cause I wanna scare the shit out of sam.
___ TW! sensitive and mature themes here! And unconsented and etc.! You are warned, skip this part if you don't want to read it!
Pov change Sam POV:
When is he supposed to get here? Suddenly I hear a knock, I walk over to the door and open it. Seeing foolish stand their nervously,
" Your finally here? " I tilt my head;
" Yeahh- Sorry about that sam.. " He speaks quietly.
" I need you to help me again, as I said. " I say quietly, watching him step backwards.
" With.. What sam?. " He said.
I look at him with slightly closed eyes, readjusting my mask.
" Dont tell me you forgot? So your last 4 visits, have not set anything in you yet? " I look at him, a little upset but also just waiting for his silly and sappy responses.
" I-uhm.. Sorry sam. Please, can we not do this today?- " He speaks- I cut him off and grab his arm,
" Not today? Then when? I told you I need this for certain things. " I look at him, not noticing someone else standing beside him, shocked.
" WHAT THE FUCK!?! " I hear the person yell, I look over to see.. Quackity, of all people.. Quackity?! Since when did stalk people?
__ pov change! Quackity POV:
" WHAT THE FUCK!?! " I scream, Im fucking disgusted. Whatever the fuck they do, Foolish is clearly uncomfortable.
" HES CLEARLY FUCKING UNCOMFORTABLE YOU PRICK! " I yell, punching him making him let go of Foolish and walk backwards, staring at me still- fucking weirdass bitch.
" QQuackity!- " Foolish shrieked, I calmly-well as calmly can, grabbed his hand;
" We are leaving Foolish, tell me whats going on while we are returning to Las Nevadas. Sam I dont wanna see your fucking disgusting green ass face again in Las Nevadas. " I sternly say, and leave still gripping Foolish's hand with anger.
" W.. Thanks Quackity. " Hes shaking, I can feel his hand shaking and his shaky voice.
" Your welcome. Now, What has he been doing to you?! " I say, trying to contain my anger and disgust for that prick. Jesus fucking christ.
" Well.. Uhm- Its not easy to explain.. " He grips my hand back, I realize but honestly dont care. Im still fucking mad.
" Hes been- Hes been using me for these weird and gross experiments I guess?- He touched me one of the times and had been like.. hurting me with weapons and then taking my blood- Im trying to say this so it doesn't sound too bad but I'm guessing it sounds bad either way- " He gets cut off when I stop walking which surprises him and I grip his hand more.
" What- Why?! " I scream lowly, I'm- I can't put this into words at all. Fucking-
" I don't know- I really want him to not do it, I guess hes like.. Upset about Ponk or something and taking it out on me or whatever.. He did cut his arm off thought- " Foolish sighs, some tears running down his face.
" I want you to move to Las Nevadas. " I say calmly.
" You want me to.. Move to Las Nevadas?- " He says, confused.
" Yes. I want you to move to Las Nevadas, I will help you bring your belongings to Las Nevadas and give you a nice place to stay. I promise you wont have to deal with this anymore, and you will be protected and taken care of at Las Nevadas. Its in your contract that I take full responibility for your injuries, mental health, and everything else that was stated. " I smile slowly, hes still crying and ends up hugging me.
We hug for a bit, then I pull away. He looks like he didn't want me to let go, but I kinda had to or we wouldn't get him moving to Las Nevadas yet.
" Lead me to your house, I'll help you pack everything quickly. And then we can get to Las Nevadas pretty quickly with the day light left. " I say, He starts walking infront of me and leads me towards his home.
After about 10-20 minutes, we arrive at a nice home. Its pretty actually. I help him gather his stuff and everything, He decides he will destroy his house in a couple days.
We later arrive at Las Nevadas about 18 minutes after, Fundy greets us.
" Whats all this? " Fundy says, confused.
" Lets just say, Foolish is going to be our first resident of Las Nevadas (Other than you and me) " I say, smiling and walking inside. Leading Foolish to the place he can stay. I leave him to unpack.
I go to the kitchen and explain to Fundy what had happened.
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__ POV change Foolish' POV:
I was unpacking in the room Quackity had led me to- His hands were so soft, he seemed so protective of me- I MEAN!- He would be because of the situation but- Oh my goodness Foolish you dumbass.
He has a nice face,- FOOLISH- I just completely missplaced almost all my clothes thinking about this man!-
Am I this infatuated?..
Damn.. Well, maybe some sleep can do me better, Im not sure whats going on with me and how I think of this bloody strong man (COUGH DONT COMMENT ON MY BRITISH ARSE)
I yawn quite loudly, I finish emptying everything and lie down. Gosh, maybe things were getting better? Im not sure, I just wanna sleep right now..
