Like it or not... We're family | [a history of DSMP]

~ Life's a gamble ~

Quackity has been busy lately, anyone could tell, but what had the Mexican been so busy with? A very easy question for a much easier answer, he was building a new faction. Building Las Nevadas took him a long time, shortly after New L'Manburg began to rise he began to create it

For some reason the duck felt watched, it wasn't paranoia, it was reality. There was someone watching Quackity and all his movements, by the point where we are, the Mexican had begun to suspect his son and now an employee, even if he didn't like the idea, there was something that Tubbo was hiding from him and if he couldn't find out what it was... He had no choice but to be extremely careful what he said and what he didn't say.

Just now it was night, Quackity used his wings to go from the roof of the new casino under construction to Tubbo's burger joint, he sneaked in in case the goat was working late and not seeing anyone, he began to break the floor to put dynamite. His task was interrupted by two things, a wall in the middle of where his circuit would be... And a piece of slime stuck to the wall

Quackity: ugh... This place is fucking disgusting, it's- it's disgusting, for this and other reasons I'm going to kill you fucking bastard! .... I can't keep that thing there, I just- *sigh* I have to remove it

The duck went to the back of the burger joint and when he began to remove part of the wall to remove the slime, what he found was a very light brown or blond boy, with green eyes, glasses, a checkered scarf around his neck, and a T-shirt with three hearts on it. How had that guy gotten to the wall?

Quackity: What the fuck?

– Hello my fellow meat brother!

Quackity: HOLY SHIT

– Don't be scared, I'm- I'm a human and-

Quackity: No, oh of course you're not! Get down from there! Get down from there now!

– okay! Well my meat friend, I-

Quackity: Who the fuck are you?! What the fuck are you?! Were you the damn slime on the wall?!

– There is a good explanation for that-

Quackity: oh my gods!

That was the last thing the guy heard before he was knocked out by the duck, he put him in a well so he couldn't get out and reinforced it with tiles and waited for him to wake up, when he did, Quackity kept his distance

Quackity: ... Who the fuck are you?

– I am- I am a human like you, I am bones and flesh

Quackity: You were a piece of fucking slime on the wall...

– In a way we are all pieces of slime

Quackity: And what the fuck does that mean?

– Wait, you're- you're Quackity from Las Nevadas!

Quackity: no! No, no, I'm not- agh... This is supposed to be quick, this is going to take me longer than I wanted...

– It's good to see that you can fly again, it was a very long two and a half months

Quackity: ... How long have you been there? How much do you know?

– Well... I heard you talking to a purple guy.

Quackity: Purpled...

– oh! And also with that goat boy and the blond demon... I've seen several things Quackity from Las Nevadas

Quackity: ... How much?

– For ages, you're the first person I've interacted with

Quackity thought for a moment about his next move, having an individual with the knowledge of that subject, that... Slime... It was risky, but he could also take advantage of it, suddenly everything was simple for Quackity, he would become friends with the boy and if he betrayed him he would kill him. He let him out and take him home, the suite of his newest hotel.