"I Call Dibs!"

"Stop being a pussy, do you even like pussy?"

Skeppy stands near the drums. Staring at bad practice, for the like... fifty seventh time. He just picked a random number.

Quackity nudges his, very soft,"Dude. Your staringggg.", he sounds teasing, but in reality he's trying to get skeppy to stop. It's very obvious he's staring.

Skeppy looks at quackity, sadly having to look away from bad while doing so,"Whatever.", he barely says. Very quiet, unnatural for him.

"Dude, what's on your mind?", quackity asks. Knowing damn well it has to do with bad. The way skeppy was looking at him, was more paranoid then usual, less carefree. He seemed like he wanted to tell bad something.

"Uh... I want to confess to him. But, I don't want to ruin our friendship. He most likely doesn't like me like that.", skeppy looks down. Trying not to get attention from anyone except quackity. Also not trying to say who he's talking about.

Quackity tries his hardest to comfort skeppy without lying in his face,"Hes a good friend. If you confessed, he wouldn't hate you or ruin your guys friendship. I'm not gonna lie to you, I dunno if he likes you back. But, you only live once, you need to confess."

Skeppy raises his eyebrows,"The thing is, how would you see someone the same if they said they liked you romanticly? He wouldn't see me as the same skeppy. Plus, I'm not his type. You know his ex."

Quackity sighs,"He doesn't have a preference, his ex isn't his whole type. Just some weirdo who cared about him at the time. You have a chance, if you dated most of the school last year, whats stopping people from liking you."

"I've stopped bragging my money.", skeppy shrugs.

Quackity frowns,"You aren't just your money. If people only liked you for your money, they don't deserve you. There's still people who like you not for your money. Like your crush."

"That's why he's my crush. Are you saying he likes me?"

"I'm not saying for sure, but I'm saying you should confess. Stop being a pussy, do you even like pussy?"

"Yes I do. Shut up.", skeppy huffs.

"Sorry, you should confess on the field trip. If it goes wrong, you can come to me. Or go home, whatever makes you feel better."

Skeppy looks away from quackity,"That's like.. next week. Why so soon? I have to get the courage to do these things."

"You absolutely need to. You've been liking him since what, two years?"

"Since sixth grade. Seven years.", quackity looks at skeppy in complete shock. Mouth wide open and hands on the top of his head.

"That's it, you've been waiting to long. You're confessing during the field trip and that's it. I'll beat you up if you dont."

Skeppy gasps,"Quackity! I've been waiting to little! Fuck you."

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Quackity, being the good friend he is. Interrogates his dear friend, bad. He sits across form bad,"Do you have a crush."

Bad chuckles,"What?", he doesn't look bothered to say the least,"No. Who would I like?"

Quackity messed up didn't he. No he didn't. What is he talking about? Bad could be lying. But they've known eachother for a long time... quackitys younger then him! He has to be lying. Hopefully, he doesn't want skeppy to embarass himself.

SHORT CHAPTER BCNEXT ONE IS GOING TO BE CRAZY
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