Praise be to the one who watches (dsmp)

(Chapter 1) a day of reconcile 

Quackity's POV

I woke up at the church and got on the stupid uniform they make us all wear then I pray for an hour or two after that, I make my way to the main hallway for food rations usually stale bread, and water

I grab the bread and water and I sit on one of the benches as I start to ponder what brought me up to this point for you see my life is not going particularly well right now in three days, I will be offered up to our Lord and Savior, the one who watches with a smile you

might think this is an exciting time or even honourable but in reality, there's only really two ways. This could go one. He decides that I'm not worthy and he kills me or two he thinks I am worthy decides to keep me he'll use my body as a vessel I will become his eyes and ears I hear you thinking great Quackity you actually have a chance of surviving but in reality no no I don't free see only two people on record has actually been worthy everyone else very dead

I mean, I could always make myself not clean, but then I would be homeless cast side with no money or food Hell at that point they might even take my clothes and give me a burlap sack. and what if someone decides I breathed at them with a tone I'm dead either way

As I sit on that cold, hard bench, staring into the void and excepting my fate All of a sudden I saw from the corner of my eye a figure,

I turn my head and I see "Theseus!" I said in shock he is very quiet so he sneaks up on people on accident a lot "good morning mother you're up quite early" "brother Theseus, we've been over this you're supposed to call me brother Quackity" "my question still stands" he said, as he sat down beside me

this is Theseus or well Tommy you see he's actually one of the two people who was excepted by our Lord and because of that our God gave him a gift, a new name, Theseus no I don't remember what it means. It's probably good...................maybe

anyways as for the mother thing, i'm not actually Tommy's mom it's just when Tommy first came here no one really wanted to be around him I mean who would want to be around an orphan that showed up at a church one day with tattered clothes, and no memory the only thing we know for certain is that his family might have died in a fire because of the burn marks on his body and the soot in his hair

And after he got chosen, he would think people would start being nicer to him, but no people we're either scared that our God would catch them doing sin well, using Tommy's body as a vessel or they started treating him as a holier than thou being, as if he could do no bad, and that he knows all but in reality, he is just a kid who sings fire flies are pretty and that raccoons are adorable

Honestly, it's kind of sad that I'm the only one who's ever treated him like a child. I haven't belittled him, but I've treated him with love and care. And because of that, he latched onto me and start calling me mother or mama. Don't get me wrong I don't mind it. I actually find it quite cute but I don't want him calling me that when the others are around what if they start lecturing Tommy or worse I really don't want anything bad to happen so I try to convince him not to call me mother in public

All of a sudden, my train of thought is broken by the sound of Tommy's voice "Quackity!" "Yes!" "You just spaced out there. Are you all right? is something wrong?" Theseus asked is quite a lot of concern in his voice. "Oh, I'm quite all right" "are you thinking about the day of the offer and coming up for you?" "...." "Hey who knows maybe he will except you" he said, trying to cheer me up "Theseus I'm not you, so I highly doubt it but that is a sweet idea" "who knows maybe I can put in a good word for you I mean, I'm sure he'll listen t-" "Theseus" I said seriously but not angry "...." "It's fine. I've accepted my fate. I just wanna spend my last days with you" I said, with a soft smile

Theseus, then put his head on my shoulder and I hugged him tightly he's right I am sad that these will be my last days of life but I'm also happy. I'm happy to be free. I'm happy that I get to spend my last moments with Theseus. I'm happy that I can spend the rest of my life, devoting it to our Lord and Savior. Truly, this is the right end for me.