𝒰𝑔𝓁𝓎 𝒮𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎.. (Quackity x FoolishG)

Connections and misconceptions .8

Quackity POV:

It was today. Opening of Las Nevada's.

And I felt, extremely nervous. I mean, it's a big day and who knows what reviews are going to be like. I've worked so hard for this, I really am hoping it goes to plan, or mostly.

I sighed, looking out the window viewing all of Las Nevada's, the opening date was set for later in the day, around 4 o' clock. It was mostly for those that came to spend money to stay the night if it was too late.
It was a good idea, but it also allowed plenty of time in the day to make sure everything is ready. And sometimes, time goes by fast.

I stood up, stretching my wings out. Making sure I didn't knock anything over, of course.

I yawned, stepping up on my heels as I stretched my body out. Walking over to get changed, I changed into a white button down, sleek black trousers and black heels. Moving over to the bathroom holding a red beanie. Looking in the mirror as I brushed my hair, although it didn't really matter as I put a beanie over it, adjusting so it covered what I wanted it to cover. Today was a big day, Quackity. No bad impressions or grudges. Folding my wings behind myself, opening the door of my room, I walked down the hall all the while staring at my shoes.

''Goodmorning Quackity.'' Fundy greeted me, he held a plate of reheated spaghetti behind the counter, as if it just finished reheating.

''Hey Fundy. '' I responded, going towards the counter, setting the plate Infront of me. Fundy also had two plates. I could also hear someone running around the halls, presuming it was Tommy. I sat down, pulling the plate up to me and grabbing the fork.

''Spaghetti alright for breakfast? '' Fundy asked, I nodded in response, taking a bite.

Foolish walked in, waving to Fundy, both of them sitting down to eat as well. I held the back of my hair with my left hand as I ate, more or less trying to be careful with my gag reflex. 

It was a bit, but after eating we all went our separate ways. I walked outside of the main building, going out to the sun rise and many of those who set up shop arriving and cleaning up and making their final adjustments. Walking down the scorching hot pavement, I couldn't help but wonder how it'll go. I mean, I never could've known I'd make it this far, become a leader of a nation. It was a big move, and I was happy, for the most part. I shuffled my hands into my pockets.

I stretched my wings out at the edge of the path, turning around to a Tommy I accidentally hit with my wing.

''Oh shit- Sorry Tommy. '' I said, looking at him.

He seemed shocked and pissed for a couple moments,

''Watch where you swing those-Jesus Christ-'' he said before looking away for a moment.

'' It's alright Q, how's it going? '' Tommy asked, yawning his expression noticeably tired.
" it's alright, just nervous. Y'know uh yeah. " I spoke, stumbling on my words as I thought of the day, how would it go? I hope it'll go well, it's the grand tour after all and I've prepared this project for months with my own bare hands and gathered others to help. I mean-

I'm a wreck, this shit is suffocating. I shouldn't be holding both my country and me at such high standards. Holding my face in my hands, rubbing my face. I need to shave. Tommy watched me, he sighed. " You kind of look like shit, big Q." he said trying to probably lighten the mood. " I know, I have to take better care of things before myself though. " He shook his head. " I'll see you around tommy, I have to go take care of somethings. " He seemed displeased but continued walking in the opposite way of myself. I sighed; wings folded behind myself as if they weren't there. I felt so exhausted, all of this work and building and deciding and promising and dealing. Jesus Christ. My body ached, it ached badly.

I made it to the observation tower, leaning over the railing, head in my hands. This is shitty. I feel shitty honestly.

I exhaled sharply, it's gonna be alright. Good day, good day, good day... Ehhh.

Looking over the horizon, the sun moved over the desert sands of Las Nevada's. It was getting closer to time, the anticipation was probably holding me at a choke hold.

I was back in the main building, getting ready. Putting on a suit, well somewhat. Not the blazer though, I didn't feel like it. My scar still looks like shit after all this time to heal. Foolish was running arrands and quickly trying to set things up everywhere else. I watched him a bit, everyone else was anticipating the moment. I'm not sure how many people would come, but probably a good dozen or so. I mean I've seen most of the fliers disappear so most likely.

My watch clicked 4 pm, I stood Infront of the gate, Fundy standing there with me. I heard people walking imminently up to the entrance, other shop owners had been standing outside as well. Hard work pays off... Right? 

Fundy registered everyone in and told them to wait. I ended up running off to check something. I could feel my whole body shake with fear but even excitement. Now's the time. Fundy brought them over to the fountain; I felt a little nostalgic. This is kind of like the election... I held the speaker phone up to my mouth, beginning to speak; " Welcome Ladies and Gentlemen to the grand opening of Las Nevada's! I'm so glad to see you all here on this fine evening. We will be taking a tour throughout the casinos, hotels and residency as well as all of the other finer details. At your own expense drinks and first meals will be free for your compensation for arriving here! " I looked around as I spoke, making sure everyone could hear. I couldn't help but feel like I saw some familiars... I shrugged it off, " Go ahead and follow me, your guide, towards our first stop through the shops. "

Walking off into each shop, explaining, speaking. It was a haze, but it was nice enough. Answering questions.

We got to the bar, I exhaled, " For now, this is our final stop, the casino. I'll be letting you loose now, feel free to stick around, gamble, and more. " I spoke, before stepping off as everyone started going their own ways. Fundy came over to me, " That went really good." he said, smiling. I nodded.

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I'm so sorry for not updating. My mental health has been spiraling a lot, and I'm trying to stay sober and more currently. I'll try and keep making parts but I'm trying to get better and I don't know how long that will take. I hope you enjoy the story so far.