pumpkin duo one shots [DISCONTINUED]

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THIS IS AI GENERATED I PROMISE ILL MAKE AN ACTUAL CHAPTER SOON THIS IS JUST A FILLER FOR NOW. IM TRYING TO DO STUFF OTHER THEN SMUT FOR ONCE 😭🫶
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No ones POV:

Quackity Hq was thinking about Jschlatt Persley again. Jschlatt was a smart angel with short spots and handsome lips.

Quackity walked over to the window and reflected on his cold surroundings. He had always loved cosy Sidney with its wandering, warty waters. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel worried.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a smart figure of Jschlatt Persley.

Quackity gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a rude, joyful, bubble tea drinker with skinny spots and tall lips. His friends saw him as a magnificent, mute monster. Once, he had even rescued an ashamed injured bird from a burning building.

But not even a rude person who had once rescued an ashamed injured bird from a burning building, was prepared for what Jschlatt had in store today.

The rain hammered like drinking cats, making Quackity happy. Quackity grabbed an enchanted knife that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.

As Quackity stepped outside and Jschlatt came closer, he could see the handsome glint in his eye.

Jschlatt gazed with the affection of 1791 flirty fantastic frogs. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want a relationship."

Quackity looked back, even more happy and still fingering the enchanted knife. "Jschlatt, I hate you," he replied.

They looked at each other with stressed feelings, like two terrible, thoughtful toads bouncing at a very sad wedding, which had hip hop music playing in the background and two depressed uncles loving to the beat.

Quackity studied Jschlatt's short spots and handsome lips. Eventually, he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry," began Quackity in apologetic tones, "but I don't feel the same way, and I never will. I just don't love you Jschlatt."

Jschlatt looked sad, his emotions raw like a breezy, bloody blade.

Quackity could actually hear Jschlatt's emotions shatter into 400 pieces. Then the smart angel hurried away into the distance.

Not even a drink of bubble tea would calm Quackity's nerves tonight.
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