The janitors closet- Quackbur

Ch 1: First meeting.

I tuned the strings on my guitar while trying to get my curly hair out of my eyes. After finishing the tuning fiasco, an announcement played on the speaker. 'Dear students and staff, we are having a drill. Stay in your classrooms or the lunchroom until we give the second announcement. If you are found not in your designated area, you will have lunch detention. The behavioral students will be helping us with this drill.' I rolled my eyes. Of course they made Tommy, Tubbo, and Ranboo try and find students who weren't doing what they were told too. The teachers were too underpaid to do it so they just used Tommy and his friends.

 Suddenly, I saw a shadow cast near the window of the janitors closet. I slowly put my guitar to the side and slightly stood up to see who it was. It was a small kid with jet black hair and a beanie. He looked like he was searching around the halls to find somewhere to hide. I sighed and sat back down, after all, it wasn't my problem. I got the urge to open the door and help the boy. I shook my head trying to stop myself from doing it. I didn't usually do this, what was telling me to do it now? I slowly stood up. 'You're gonna regret this' I kept saying to myself to stop me. I jolted open the door and dragged him inside while covering his mouth.

Quackity POV

I looked around the halls trying to find somewhere to go. All the classroom doors would've been locked by now, and hiding in the bathroom is gonna get me caught. 'you shouldn't have agreed to that prank Quackity!' I mentally told myself. I tried to find the positive outcome of this. There wasn't one. If I was caught, I would be put in lunch detention. Before I could think of another solution, I was pulled back into a room which I believed was the janitors closet. Someone put their hands on my mouth and arm. I tried to speak but that made them grip tighter.

 "Shut up or you'll get us both in detention." A british accent said. I calmed down, it was just a student. I slowly nodded and he loosened his grip on me but still covered my mouth. I looked around the slightly illuminated closet. I saw the normal cleaning supplies but also saw a guitar on the other side of the closet. I thought it was strange how a student was in the janitors closet. I heard a voice on the other side of the door. It was Tommy's. When I looked around again I saw the guitar slowly sliding towards the floor. Before I could tell the person their guitar was about to fall, it landed with a giant thud on the ground. Outside the closet became silent. "Shit! I forgot to lock the-" 

"HII WILBU- WAIT QUACKITY TOO?! ARE YOU GUYS MAKING OUT?" I shook my head and assumed the person behind me did too. "Y'know what that means." Tommy said while slowly aiming his water gun towards us. 

 "Tommy don't you dare, you know I get sick easily, and that's full of cold water." The person said behind me.

 "Too late!" Tommy yelled. I closed my eyes expecting to be soaking wet. When nothing happened, I slowly opened my eyes and saw that the person with me had pushed me behind him and he was the one to get soaking wet. I noticed that he was wearing a yellow sweater and had brown hair with a red beanie on. He was also really tall. "GO TO LUNCH DETENTION BITCHESS!" Tommy screamed while laughing. The person grumbled something and started walking. I slowly followed behind them. I started walking right next to them and saw their face. He had round glasses and curly bangs in the front. His face was soaking wet and the start of his sweater started to get wet as well. I tried to hide out my laughter but accidentally let out a small chuckle. He looked at me while still walking.

 "What?" He asked while still soaking wet. I couldn't help it and let out a giant fit of laughter. I tried to speak but kept laughing. "Are you done?" He said. 

 "Ye-y-es." I said still slightly laughing but trying to keep it in. "You look like shit man." I said while pointing at his hair. He rolled his eyes and looked away. When we walked into the detention room. We saw a teacher look at us and continue to search her phone. "The detention room. one of the worst places in the school besides the cafeteria and the bathroom." I said while disgustingly staring at the couples making out in the back of the room.