Toxic- A Quackbur Story

~ Chapter 3 ~

TW: ABUSE, SEXUAL ASSAULT, BREAKDOWN, GORE DESCRIPTIONS

No one's POV:

Quackity woke up to a bell ringing from inside the school. Groaning, he got up from the ground, opened the door, and walked back inside the building. He then pulled out his phone to check the time, 11:30. Quackity had slept for about 4 hours, completely missing his first 3 classes.

As the duckling headed towards the cafeteria for lunch, he was careful to avoid Schlatt. That was the last person he wanted to see right now, besides Wilbur of course. Well, even seeing Wilbur wouldn't have been as bad as seeing Schlatt.

He reached the cafeteria and entered quickly. After gathering his lunch he went to sit with some of his friends.

Quackity didn't have many friends, there wasn't any other way to say it. Most people couldn't handle his sarcasm and how blunt and rude he was, causing him to be quite lonely. But that didn't stop everyone from trying to be his friend.

Quackity sat down at a table with Slimecicle, George, and Foolish. It was not a huge group of people, but they valued their friendship making their bond stronger than most groups of friends.

"Hi Quackity!" Slimecicle exclaimed, jumping up while doing so and hugging Quackity tightly. Quackity expected this from Slimecicle, but it still made him jump and his wings shutter.

"Hey Slime" Quackity said, patting Slimecicle on the head and sitting down at the table. The group had claimed a small table in the back of the cafeteria. Hardly anyone noticed them, and if they did they were quick to forget of it's existence.

"Why did you skip 3rd period Quackity?" George said sternly, crossing his arms while doing so. Quackity and George weren't blood relatives, but ever since Quackity's mom died George has been like a brother to him. They were very close and never let anyone come between them.

"Skipped" Quackity replied before taking a bite of his food.

"Why?" George glared at Quackity.

"Because"

"Why"

"Because"

"Can we not go through this cycle again?" Foolish sighed. Foolish usually acted as the mediator between arguments (which were usually between Quackity and George). He was respected by the table and usually the only sensible one.

At Foolish's words Quackity and George backed down, still glaring at each other.

"George! Tell Quackity what you told us!" Slimecicle said happily. Quackity gave George a confused expression.

"*Mumbling*"

"You know I can't hear you right?" Quackity asked.

George repeated himself quietly, "Dream came up to me and walked me to my 3rd period class..."

Quackity smirked, "oooo someone's got a boyfriend~"

George blushed and jumped up, "HE'S NOT MY BOYFRIEND!"

"Whatever you say~"

"Oh my fucking god Quackity" George sat down and put his face in his palm.

Quackity laughed at this and continued to eat his food. After a moment he felt a hand on his shoulder. Glancing over he saw whose hand it was, SCHLATT'S. Quackity shuddered at the touch before turning around to face Schlatt.

"Hey guys, is it okay if I borrow my pumpkin real quick?~" Schlatt said sweetly, successfully hiding any bad intentions he might have.

"Sure" Foolish said. George looked concerned as Schlatt dragged Quackity away. He knew how Quackity looked when he was comfortable, which was not right now. But Schlatt was kind and caring and sweet, what could he possibly do to make Quackity uncomfortable?