-> karlity oneshots [5] ✰

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Karl x Quackity
Fluff💠? Angst🃏? Misery.
Song:
Is this a capitalist metaphor for how when you do something you don't like you slowly start liking nothing? I don't know? Probably not? It's literally just a karlity oneshot?

Karl was in a gas station,on the clock.
His painted nails scratching the paint off of a lottery ticket.
Karl took a look at the numbers,no win.
He stood up straight and sighed.
Karl:"day 68.."
He said to himself as he ran his hands through his hair.
He's been working at this gas station for the past 2 months,every day,looking at the same scenery,wearing the same apron,listening to the same background music.

It was incredibly boring,but Karl needed the money.
He took his phone out of his back pocket and looked down at it,ready to play some flappy bird.
It's not like anyone was there.
Well,A few seconds later he heard the door bell chime.
He looked up for a split second before going straight back to tapping on his phone.
Karl was hunched over,his elbows on the counter holding him up.

This job really messed up his posture.
He heard slow footsteps approach the counter,
But Karl waited until they stopped to look up.
"10 dollars on pump 5"
Someone said in a very raspy-hillbilly-old man voice.
He sighed and put his phone back in his pocket before standing up straight again.
He looked infront of him,no surprise on his face.
It was Quackity.

He stood there in a power pose,he sniffed to further act out his old man role.
He had on sunglasses and his regular 'idc' outfit.
Karl:"are you actually gonna buy those,this time?"
Quackity looked at him for a few more seconds,excepting Karl to find joy in his impression,but he didn't.
Quackity exhaled like he was holding his breath before he loosened up and took off his glasses.

Quackity:"yes,actually"
He put them on the counter.
Karl started scanning his items.
A lighter with a half naked model on it,the black biker sunglasses he just had on,a small bag of cool ranch Doritos and a slushy.
Quackity kept on looking at him,expecting Karl to say or do something silly or something,but this job was really sucking every last inch of life from his soul.
Quackity:"you have the sadness in your eyes you only see in Eastern European porn"

Karl looked up at him,his hair grew and he didn't bother to cut it.
His apron over his green collar shirt,true...
Depression in his eyes?
It honestly worried Quackity.
Karl:"yeah?"
Quackity nodded.
Quackity:"you wanna hook up in the bathroom?"
Quackity smiled.
Karl:"no,it's infested with roaches"

Quackity had a quick look of disgust before making the next suggestion.
Quackity:"what about my car?"
Karl scoffed.
He might be laughing at Quackitys expense,but atleast he was laughing.
Karl:"so you can hump my leg for 5 minutes before Cumming on my pants?-"
Quackity:"dude,that was years ago!"
Karl smiled to himself,trying not to laugh.
Quackity:"I've improved..you know that? We literally had sex a week ago and you STILL haven't texted me back!?"

Karl:"yeah,because I said I'll text you when I'm in the mood to get off....take that the way you want it?"
Quackity rolled his eyes.
Quackity:"your a dick."
Karl shrugged and handed Quackity his small plastic bag of items.
Quackity:"when are you off?"
Karl looked at the cheap clock behind him.
He shrugged before turning back to Quackity.
Karl:"like 20 minutes,why?"

Quackity shrugged before putting his sunglasses back on.
He leaned on the counter with his side and got closer to Karl.
Quackity:"don't ever....say my dick game is weak."
He said quietly.
Karl just silently judged him.
Karl:"can you just get the fuck out already?"
Quackity:"yup."
Quackity Said quickly before leaving.

Karl sighed as he watched him.
He might not want to admit it,but he enjoyed the entertainment Quackity brought to his job.
He used to visit all the time with his cooler friends before summer break started,but everyone left to go on vacation with their family.
Quackitys parents booked their flights at the end of the break,so he was stuck here for a few more weeks.

Since he had no one to hang with,and was weirdly confident,he put on the most random outfit and started going to the gas station every day to buy some soda and leave to take a walk.
But Quackitys always enjoyed nagging Karl,
Sometimes he would stay at the gas station until Karl's shift ended,wich karl actually really appreciated.
But he took it for granted,since now he'd basically beg Quackity go get out of his store so he could 'focus on work'.

Karl stood there in silence,the ticking of the clock behind him drove him mad.
So empty,so...lonely?
Karl got out his phone and started playing flappy bird again.
As he suspected,no one came in so as soon as 15 minutes passed,he got up and changed the sign on the door to 'closed'.
He grabbed a bag of candy from the shelf before going outside to the back.
Karl looked to his side,Quackity was there.
Quackity:"your 5 minutes early"

He said with his phone in his hand,sat down on the pavement step.
Karl sighed and sat down on the closed dumpster next to the door.
Quackity went over to him and wanted to get on too.
He jumped and tried to hold himself up to get on the tall dumpster.
Karl laughed at his struggling.
Karl:"do you need help?"
Quackity:"no."
He groaned,his face turning red from pathetically trying everything in his power to get on top.

Karl put his hands under his arms and helped drag him up,Quackity eventually ended up next to Karl on the dumpster lid.
He brushed his jeans off.
Quackity:"don't ever hold me like that again"
Karl laughed.
Karl:"funniest thing ever....your so short..like a little baby kitten"
Quackity:"your like,3 inches taller than me"
Karl scoffed in disagreement.
Quackity:"also,'baby kitten' is incorrect Grammar,kitten means baby cat,so your basically saying 'baby baby cat'....dumbass."
Karl looked at him annoyed.

Karl:"you are so good at turning me off...yet your still the only person I can think of when someone asks me if I feel sexual attraction"
Quackity smiled at him.
Quackity:"you sayin im 1 in a Million?"
Karl looked up and leaned against the wall.
Karl:"yeah,I guess I am..."
Quackity leaned with him,feeling proud.
Karl:"your special in the dumbest way ever.."
He thought out loud.
Quackity fake frowned as he looked at Karl.

Quackity:"who woulda thought that nerdy computer club kid Karl would be bullying me?"
Karl:"you? You as in the weird emo kid that's popular for being the weird emo kid?"
Quackity lightly nudged him.
Karl chuckled.
Karl:"we're in the same boat,you know.."
Quackity smiled.
Quackity:"im glad we Are."
Karl looked at him.
He took a few seconds to examine his appearance.

Karl:"i should really quit this job..."
Quackity nodded.
Quackity:"yeahhhh...you really should.."
He said worried,but trying not to sound corny.
Karl looked kept on looking at Quackity.
His hand slowly floated up to Quackity hair,
Holding a few strands.
He examined the color as he brushed his thumb over it like he was excepting it to dissolve.

Quackity felt himself get a bit warm.
Karl:"...should really get out of this town.."
He said quietly,not caring to start his sentence off with an 'I'.
Quackity:"....you should top me.."
Karl looked at his face again.