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Eleven. Seeing.

    "I THINK WE should go to the mall today!" Tommy shouts, pointing a finger in the air.

Me, Tommy, Quackity, and George all sat in Tommy's bedroom just hanging out, though Tommy was bored.

I also haven't been able to talk to Quackity about what I saw because everytime I mention the diner he finds an excuse and leaves me.

"Do you think a bunch of dead bodies will be there?" Quackity asks, I roll my eyes and turn my head to him, he was covering his mouth with his sleeve.

"No, I think there will actually be survivors" George chimes in.

"Injured survivors" Quackity adds.

"Gogy go ask Dream if we can go!" Tommy shakes George's by the shoulders.

"Ugh, fine you child" George shoves Tommy off and stands up, leaving the room and closing the door.

Tommy stares at the door for a moment before looking at Quackity. "Alright Big Q what the fuck is going on?"

"W-What do you mean?" Quackity sits up straight, dropping his hands at his sides.

"Dead bodies, bloody dead human bodies-!" Tommy shouts.

"Stop man!" Quackity covers his face, his sleeves become soaked in drool.

"Why're you always drooling when someone mentions dead bodies?" Tommy grabs Quackity's wrist and yanks it away from his mouth.

"...I'm hungry..." Quackity mutters.

As much as he acts like a child, I think he's one of the most trustworthy people here. What if I told Tommy about Quackity's cannibalism?

"Quackity's a fucking cannibal, he goes nom nom on humans"

Tommy immediately scoots away from Quackity and goes to my side. "W-What? So is he-"

"No Tommy, I'm getting him to quit" I shake my head. "He can also control himself" I glare at Quackity.

Quackity chuckles and grins at me. "We had a deal sweetie, didn't we?" He tilts his head back and stares at me.

My eyes widen making him laugh harder. "...what was the deal? Don't tell me he gets to kill you..!" Tommy grabs my arm.

"No Tommy, I get this pretty little thing on my team" Quackity shakes his head.

"But aren't you on our team?" Tommy mumbles.

"I'm on my team, I just live here okay?" Quackity stands up and dusts himself off, straighting his button down.

Quackity goes to speak again but George comes back into the room. "Dream said it was a great idea"

"He never calls my ideas great!" I could tell Tommy was trying to forget the conversation before.