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Counting Sheep

This chapter is inspired by Counting Sheep by SAFIA.

Great song, recommend listening to it. :)

Hope this won't take long. [Probz will. I've been losing motivation you could say? But I really want to write my stories so idk what it is]

I'll try uh, writing this decently.

There is going to be so much fricken conversations between me and my editor so I hope you enjoy them

[WHEN YOU NOTICE YOU FORGET THE TW LOLOL]

//^Tw : Language, nightmares{abuse}, angst, self harm^\\

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(SNOWY I JUST NOTICED THIS CHAP TAKES 17 PAGES IN THE DOC WTFFFFF) [NO IT DOESN'TTT] (YE IT DOESS)

Quackity POV :

Where... Where am I..? (bro idk, y u askin me?)

I stare off into the distance, well, through the window; the light from the sun reflecting off my face. It was extremely blinding because of how the sun was slowly rising from the horizon, and how it's exactly Infront of the window as well.

I cover my eyes rolling over to the empty space beside me. Everything feels so familiar ,but I can't place my finger on why it is...

I sit up, stretching. I look over to the night stand beside me, noticing the black sunglasses that laid there.

I pick them up, examining them. I haven't used sunglasses in so long, why are these on my nightstand? (THEYRE MINE PLS GIVE THEM BACK) (BROOOOOOOOO I FORGOR I WAS EDITING THIS HUHDUHUHFEUHEFUHEF)

I set them down and get up to change, all there really is is a black suit and my iconic outfit; the blue jumper with the blue sweatpants.

I sigh and go with the suit. It was a calm day today, surprisingly; usually it's loud and obnoxious... Odd.

[Ramen is my only apatite, nothing else. There's nothing good that I can make other than ramen. :insert pensive here: Wait do we have party Pizza..? Hm... Bro does anybody have tips for motivation???] (bro im not the person to ask fr motivation so srs, DOES NAYONE HAVE TIPS FOR MOTIVATION. ME AND SNOWY ARE IN NEED OF ***m o t i va t i o n***)

I turn to the doorway, hearing a click from the door closing right after I turn to it. I find a tall figure standing in the doorway. His head shoots towards me and he grins. His... appearance had a black suit with a red tie. His facial features were sharp and menacing. Blood red eyes that reminded me of red wine(ALCOHOL 😍😍)... He had horns that curved around his droopy, fluffy ears. He also had a small mustache. (SHATT MY BELOVED 😫😏)

"Pumpkin, You're awake! It's been days since I've seen you on your feet. How've you been?"

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He walks over to me, placing his hand on my cheek. "You can tell me, princess."

I felt scared to be around him and I don't know why... I glanced away, trying to avoid eye contact with him.

"What's wrong pumpkin? Why aren't you answering?"

I look back at him, hesitantly.

"Well?"

"I- Uhm- I- I- I'm- I'm doing- I'm doing alright-", I stutter, before finally getting the answer out. I don't know why I was scared of Schlatt... It's odd... (OMG UWU Q IS BACK THE CULT HAS RETURNED) [NOOOOOOOOOOOO] (YESSSSSSS)

"Why are you stuttering, sweetheart? Is something wrong?"

"... I don't want to talk..?"