Karlnapity one-shot book.
This book will ignore the canon -otherwise for some exceptions- and you can also ask and make proposals.
For any information you can ask on the first page of the book.
☞︎︎︎sᴛᴀᴛᴜs☜︎︎︎
_𝑂𝑛𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔_
ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ➪ 30 𝙽𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖�...
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Quackity wasn't having the day of his life. Today God woke up and decided to make his life a living hell just for fun. That's the only valid explanation for his misery.
He had woken up late and therefore had got ready in a hurry,not even being able to eat a decent breakfast–he'd picked up the first protein bars he'd seen and eaten them on the way. In all the confusion of the moment he had also woken up Karl and Sapnap,which he absolutely didn't want since it was their day off.
Then,his car had stopped in the middle of the road,with even more than a quarter of an hour to reach his casino. He had had to call the tow truck and then call a cab,spending even more time than necessary.
When he finally got to his workplace–his beloved casino–he found out that some of the forniture were broken and that it would take a while before they could be repaired,and therefore they had to close some rooms and areas to prevent customers from getting hurt.
Locked up in his office alone,as Charlie was doing something else even though he didn't know where,he compiled 2 stacks of useless paperwork–he wanted to bang his head on the desk several times,he hates those things so bad.
So when one of his guards entered his office,informing him of someone who wanted to have a talk with him,he was torn between cry in exasperation or scream in despair.
But since he's a good business man,instead of sending the person away to have a moment's peace,he went down to the ground floor of his property and made his way to the entrance to talk to whatever the person was.
What he didn't expect though,was to find a middle-aged woman in front of his casino. Was she the person who wanted to talk to him? What was she doing here? It didn't seem like a suitable place for her.
"Uhm? Excuse me? Miss?" Quackity spoke,catching her attention.
"Yes? Do you need anything young man?" The woman asked,in a strange english accent,as she looked him up and down.
