DSMP OneShots

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My friend sent me this fanart
it gave me some inspiration :D

CW
Implied Explosions
Implied Death
Implied Abandonment? 

Also we got some mama Q because...
Fuck it I love mama Q >:D

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// Third Person POV //
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Tommy and Tubbo walked down the road to Las Nevadas preparing to see the blooming city their friend had worked so hard on-

The two stopped in their tracks as they stopped in front of the city's entrance staring inside at the once blossoming city, that was now nothing more then a crater filled shell of what it once was.

"What the fuck..." Tommy looked around at the destruction clentching his fist slowly walking into the country with Tubbo following shortly behind, holding himself for comfort.

"What... what do you think happened?" The ram asked looking around, Tommy didn't answer but stopped suddenly staring down at the ground.
"What? What is i-........it...." Tubbo looked past Tommy and at the concert road, seeing the blood stained into it with a few golden feathers stuck to the ground by the dried blood.

"M...ma...mama...." Tubbo began hyperventilating as he tensed up and looked over at Tommy, who was just as shocked and scared as him.
(Lonely King just started playing... fucking perfect-)

"He... he's fine.... he.... he still has.... had? 2 lives left-" Tommy backed away from the blood stain, pushing Tubbo back with him.

"Tubbo? Tommy?"
The two boys walked into someone, who grabbed their shoulders. The two turned around and sighed in relief at the familiar face behind them.

Quackity. (Meant to be yours 😩)
Tubbo hugged him tightly as Tommy stared at him, then around at the destruction.
"Big Q... what.... what happened here?" Tommy asked, watching Q's face drop even more.

"That's... not.... important.... what brings you two here?" He tried to smile at the two but mostly failed, giving them a sad attempt at faking happeines.

"We... we wanted to visit you... and uhm... give you this..it's... from Wilbur..." Tommy stared at Quackity, holding a paper wrapped item, Q looked down at the gift and furrowed his brows.
"What is it?"

"Uhm... I... I don't know..." Tommy looked down at the wrapped gift and moved it around a bit, the package was very flexible.

"Well... thank.... thank you..." Quackity grabbed the gift with one hand and held Tubbo closer with his other, staring down at the gift.

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// Quackity POV //
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After Tommy and Tubbo left I walked to my house, douging all the craters left by the explosions that we still had to fix.
I've just never been in the mood to fix anything around here... for once....

Just... ever since he left... no-
No, I don't fucking need him... I don't need anyone...

I threw the gift on the wall and it landed on my bed, it didn't sound hard...
it sounded soft? I went over to the bed and picked the package up bringing it close to my face.

It smelt like death and made me gag, I hadn't smelt that in a while. Since Wilbur left...
But.... it just smelt like him... not something he'd touched once-

I slowly opened the wrapping, cringing at the overwhelming smell espacing from the paper wrapping. I forced my eyes shut and turned my head away taking whatever was in here out, fanning it and put it down on the corner of my bed.

I took a few deep breaths and looked down staring at the gift... tears collecting in my eyes.
It was his ugly ass trench coat...
I picked it up by the shoulders and brought it closer to me, staring at it, more tears flooding my eyes.

I saw a piece of paper and picked it up, turning it around to see what was on it.

To Q
My Dearest
                  Friend <3

I stared at those words and watched my tears fall down on the paper, I held both the coat and note in a tight hug, pressing my face into the trench coat, muffling my sobs.

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... 2 Weeks Later ...
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// Third Person POV //
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Quackity stood under the Las Nevadas sign, his hands in the pocket of the trench coat that was way to big for him, staring at his country, holding the coat shut as a breeze gusted past him.

He smiled staring over the fixed craters and fountain, pressing his glasses up, looking over at the ocean past the forest.
The sun was setting painting the ocean red and orange, but to Quackity the red was stronger.

He looked back at Las Nevadas, taking in a deep breath.
Ready for whatever challenge he would get next.

Without TNT-

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-Word Count: 700-

This was my 68th Oneshot >:DD

I hope you all have a wonderful Day/Afternoon/Night
Make sure you eat something and drink your holy water >:D