Blood and Guts | TNTduo/Quackbur

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The one where Quackity meets Techno and Wilbur, and he is not happy about it.

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TW: assault
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Okay, maybe Quackity was a scaredy cat. So fucking what? He never liked horror movies or haunted houses or even Halloween. It all just... freaked him out a little too much. His friends liked to give him shit about it, and he laughed it off. It only ever bothered him a little bit.

Halloween rolled around, and Quackity mostly just ignored it. He carried on work as always, paying little mind to the pumpkin and bat decorations that started popping up all around town, including in the small cafe he worked at.

Charlie, Sam, and Foolish would probably end up forcing him to go to the store to buy shit loads of candy with them and watch the whole Texas Chainsaw Massacre or Conjuring franchises with them (last year it was Saw, and Quackity still shuddered when thinking about some of the traps...)

As much as he loved his friends, he'd rather die before letting them force him to watch another scary movie that would leave him paranoid over what was behind the shower curtain for months to come. So, when Charlie brought up their Halloween plans, it went something like this:

Slime
Hey
Quackity of Las Nevadas
Me, you, sam, foolish @ my place on halloween? Foolish already agreed to bring candy
I know you hate the scary shit, but it won't be too bad this year

Quacks
No

Slime
You don't even have to watch. It's just a tradition for us to hang out on halloween
Eat a bunch of candy and want to die the next morning

Quacks
No, I meant I'd love to
But I work on halloween. Double shift.
Puffy wasn't able to get anyone else to cover, so I offered. I got the rush & the closing shift

Slime
Any shot you can swing by after?

Quacks
If I'm not totally dead on my feet
Maybe

Slime
We can reschedule??

Quacks
I don't wanna hold you guys back from tradition
Trust me, it's alr
I don't rlly like halloween anyways

Quackity had been lying through his teeth the whole damn conversation. Except the last part. He really didn't like Halloween. Who found that shit fun? Ghosts and ghouls? Blood and guts? Creatures and vampires? Yeah, fuck no.

In reality, Quackity had begged Puffy to let him take the latest shift as an excuse. Puffy had been reluctant, because she didn't want Quackity to "miss out on all the fun" or something like that, but Quackity assured her he'd be just fine. And maybe he guilted her a bit by saying that he really needed the money (which wasn't all that untrue). Quackity had basically next to nothing after his last partners totally fucked him over and basically kicked him out on the street after they moved in together after high school.

Of course his friends had been there for him, but he could only stay on Charlie's couch for so long before he knew he had to get a new apartment. And unfortunately, rent and utilities were unreasonably fucking expensive (especially when tacked on on top of all that other... you know, crippling fucking debt that comes along by just existing).

Despite all of it, Quackity clocked in at the cafe in a rather decent mood on October 31st. He made an unreasonable amount of pumpkin spice lattes, served a few kids some muffins and cake pops, and only got in one argument with a customer over getting a free refund for a coffee that they already drank all of. Everything was going fairly smooth. Quackity chatted with one of his coworkers for a bit— Tubbo. They didn't have much to talk about.