Backstabbed

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I park my car near the front of Red and Ant's shared house. Today is the gathering, and it was planned to be at Red and Ant's house. It was planned for today to be pretty chill and hang out. Maybe watch some movies or play video games and eat snacks. Honestly, it's kinda like how you would normally spend a day at your friend's house, but this is with a whole group of people.

I walk up to the front door and ring the doorbell. The door soon opens to a grinning Ant, and he says, "Hey, Skeppy! Welcome! Come on in, the others are in the living room."

I step inside of the house, and Ant locks the door behind me. I've only been at Red and Ant's place once or twice, and it's quite nice. I follow Ant to the living room where I see the rest of our friends. I see Red, Bad, Quackity, and Karl laughing and chatting in the living room. Puffy and Sapnap aren't gonna be here until much later since they are gonna be a bit busy today, based on what Bad told me. So, regarding all the people that are supposed to be here at this time, I'm the last one to arrive.

Everyone quickly notices me and greets me. I join them in the living room and take a seat next to Bad. We all have a nice chat for a while to catch up with each other. Of course, I talk mostly to Bad. After that, we all decide to play some video games on the TV for a while. So for the next hour or two, we get competitive with each other and have a laugh watching other's downfalls or competitiveness. Of course, we all had to take turns using the controllers as there weren't enough for everyone. But even for those who would get to sit and watch for a round would also have fun watching the drama between the other unfold, and maybe sometimes make fun of them or reprimand them in the background before deciding to try and one up them once they get a chance to switch controllers with someone.

Of course, it wasn't all just about the game. Sometimes, we would get reminded about past moments online and reminisce about or make regular chat for a short time. When I got the chance, I would take a short chat with Bad about something random. In theory, we all have a good time. After tiring ourselves out with nothing but video games, as it seemingly drains our energy from being so competitive, we all decided that it would be a good idea to relax while watching a movie.

So we prepare a few snacks and drinks and watch a movie. During the movie, we finish up most of our snacks. I'm not too interested in the movie, so once I finish my drink and decide that I want some more, I get up and ask if anyone wants anymore soda, or maybe even water, since those are the only things available right now. Everyone except Ant, who surprisingly still has some soda in his cup, asks for a drink.

I go down a hallway and take a right into a room where the kitchen is. I immediately look down beside the fridge, where Ant said that the pack of water bottles would be. Karl asked for water while the others wanted soda. Now that I'm actually thinking about it, I think I'll get water as well. It looks like the pack has already been opened. So I put my hand into the hole that was already made into the pack of water bottles and took out two water bottles.

I put them on top of the counter and opened up the fridge to get an unopened big bottle of soda. I grab it, close the fridge, and put the bottle of soda on top of the counter as well. I then grab three plastic cups from the ones that I see in an open packaging of plastic cups on the counter for Bad, Red, and Quackity. I unscrew the bottle cap from the bottle of soda and start to pour soda into the first cup. As I do that, I see someone enter the kitchen from the corner of my eye. Once I have successfully poured the first cup of soda, I temporarily put down the bottle of soda back on the counter so that I can look up to see who it is. Oh, it's Quackity. He walks over to me nonchalantly and stands next to me by the counter. I say, "What's up, Quackity?"

"Oh, nothing. I just came to see if you needed any help with carrying all these drinks. I mean, did you really expect yourself to easily carry five drinks all by yourself?"

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