Dsmp GC but it's fucking crazy.

Dsmp GC Part 31// feelin left out

Loners gc
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4AM

Quack: is anyone.. awake??

Quack: anybody?..

Techno: Oh, hey quackity.

Quack: oh hey

Techno: You alright??

Quack: mhm

Techno: ..Yeah no, cut the crap and come over.

Quack: what.

Techno: I said come over, I know You're lying because you're never this calm.

Quack: wtf you want me to fly there?

Techno: .. Yes, since you're already awake.

Quack: ..fine.

Techno: Cool, I have snacks.

Quack: ..why didn't you start with that.

Techno and Quack have gone offline
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Techno pov—

I sigh and silently wait on my sofa in the living room, I had made me and quackity tea and bought snacks.

I then hear a knock on a glass window, I look to the front door and frankly enough Quackity is there with his outstretched wings.

I open the door silently and let him in, he walks in nervously and sits down on the couch, stretching so hard that his wings pop as they widen out, he sighs heavily and lowers his wings.

Quackity asks, "Why couldn't you just pick me up?"

I sit down next to him and sip my tea, "Well Phil needs new hinges on the door but just refuses to, and when I try to open it it'll wake the whole house up."

Quackity nods slowly and stares down at the coffee table, I sigh and put my tea down.

"This isn't about me though, what's got you up so late?," I ask.

Quackity looks at me with an almost dead face and says, "I feel like I'm a bad person, and that I deserve to be treated badly."

My eyes widen as he continues, "I kinda wish I wasn't so quick to jump to conclusions, I hurt my friends feelings without even meaning to. Almost everything I say is a joke, but when I'm serious no one really cares."

I take a few moments to take in what he had just said, taking a sip of my tea and sigh.

"Quackity, You're not a bad person, and I can promise you that a lot of people care about you. Hell, you have two husbands who would literally kill for you," I say patting his back.

Quackity frowns then sighs, "Are you sure?"

"I'm positive, now would you like the candy?", I ask grabbing the bag of goods.

Quackity looks at me and the bag for a bit before yawning and shaking his head, "Nuh-uh, I'm good.."

I nod and put the bag down, and once I sit back up quackity lays his whole body onto my chest.

I awkwardly look down at him and he says, "Shut up, I'm tired and you know damn well I'm not sleeping anywhere else."

I nod slowly but still sit there stiffly, quackity gets comfortable on my chest and stretches his wings one last time.

He then mumbles, "You know, for being a god and all that.. you're the fluffiest creature on this planet."

I open my mouth to protest but I hear his breathing even out, I tense up and frown.