Skeppy's Pov:
Bad and I are currently playing a video game on the TV in the living room. Melody is out getting groceries, so to pass time and to quickly help her out with the groceries once she arrives at the house, Bad and I decided to play a video game in the living room. Bad and I are having a good time. We share laughs with each other, have playful arguments, and, of course, tease each other as we play. Even though it's just the two of us in the house, we somehow manage to make it seem very loud with our voice volume. But suddenly, we fall silent once we hear a doorbell ring.
Huh, that's weird... if Melody had arrived, she would have unlocked the door with the spare key I gave her and would not have rang the doorbell. Which means... someone else came to visit. But who? Bad and I turn to look at each other. It seems like we are both thinking the same thing. Bad then clears his throat and says, "Um, I'll get it."
He casually gets up and walks over to the front door. He unlocks, opens it, and then freezes in place. He stays silent for a few seconds. I then call out, "Bad? Who is it?"
After a second, he finally says, "Quackity..."
I tense up at that. Quackity? What is he doing here? What does he want? Does he know that Bad lives here now? Does he want to see him? I then barely manage to hear Quackity from outside, "Bad... can I see Skeppy, please?"
Huh? He wants to see me? Why? Bad stays silent for an unnerving moment. He then says quite harshly, "No. I don't think so."
Bad starts to slowly close the door but is stopped by Quackity. Quackity exclaims, "Wait- Bad! Please! I just heard Skeppy- let me speak to him!"
I quickly get up from my seat on the couch before things escalate. Bad starts to protest again, but I cut him off as I place my hand on his shoulder. I say, "Bad, it's okay. I'll speak to him. Go and wait for me on the couch."
"But Skeppy-"
"It's okay, Bad. Don't worry. He won't do anything to me. Now go and wait for me."
Bad looks at me for a moment and then lets out a sigh of defeat. He says, "Fine. I'll be there if you need me."
He steps away from the doorway and goes back to sit on the couch in the living room. I take my place in the spot that Bad was occupying in the doorway. That's when I finally took a look at Quackity. He looks the same as the last time I saw him, but this time, he looks a bit nervous. Silence falls on us for a moment as I stare at Quackity, and he avoids my gaze. Quackity then says awkwardly, "So... since when did Bad move back here?"
"I don't know exactly. I just know that Melody asked him to move in once he moved out of your house. During that time, I was in a coma."
I can't help but notice that Quackity is a bit surprised. Does he find it weird that I'm acting so calm and casual after what he did? Well, I don't see any issue there. Despite what he did, it's not like I'm scared of him or anything. Quackity then says, "I see... Well- anyway, I didn't come here to talk about Bad... I came to give you a proper apology, Skeppy."
I can't help but be slightly shocked at that. Huh... out of all of the reasons why he would've come here, for some reason, the idea of him apologizing never occurred to me. It looks like Quackity has more to say, so I give him a moment to gather his thoughts. Soon, Quackity says, "Even though in the back of head I knew that what I was doing was wrong, I don't know why I couldn't stop myself from doing what I did to you. I guess I just lost control of myself. I acknowledge that what I did was very unthoughtful, silly, and immature of me. I shouldn't have said or done any of the things that I said and did. I was just very... angry and jealous of how close you and Bad are, which led me to unnecessary worries as I should've known that you would never do the things that I claimed you were gonna do. My feelings unfortunately got the better of me. What I feel most guilty about is when I... pushed you onto the street. Though it isn't excusable, I didn't fully realize what I was doing as I was in a fit of rage. It didn't even click to me until the last moment that I pushed you onto the street. So, I'm genuinely sorry. I... understand if you don't want to make amends or continue being friends with me. Even though I don't expect you to forgive me, I hope one day you will."
I wait another moment to make sure that Quackity doesn't have anything else to say. But what confirms to me that he finished speaking is that Quackity finally got the courage to look up at me in the eye. I take a moment to gather my thoughts. I then say, lowering my voice so that Bad doesn't hear me, "Quackity... before I say anything, I just want to let you know that what you said about me liking Bad romantically was true, and I was jealous about your relationship with him, but like you just said, I would have never tried to get you two to break up as I genuinely wanted you two to be happy together. Let me tell you, Quackity, that those feelings you had of jealousy and such are valid and completely understandable as all feelings are valid, but what truly defines us is what we do with those feelings. Which is why... I'm not going to forgive you, but despite everything, it doesn't mean that I hate you. I just honestly want to move on from everything and try my best to live a peaceful life. We can continue being friends, but I'm going to distance myself from you for a bit, so we won't be as close as before. You're going to have to put some effort in if you really want us to be good friends again. It'll probably take a while until you earn my trust again, but perhaps, in the far future, I can learn to forgive you."
Quackity slowly nods at me as he intakes and processes the information. After a moment of silence, I say, "If that's all, then I shall go back inside."
I put my hand on the door, ready to close it. Quackity then abruptly says, "Wait- just one more thing!"
I pause my movements and ask, "What is it?"
Quackity looks at me for a second before taking in a breath and smiling softly at me. He says with a lowered voice, "Thank you, Skeppy. ...I hope you and Bad are happy and... have a good future together."
The last part is said in a bit of a teasing tone as Quackity gestures with his head behind me, probably towards Bad. That makes a small tint of pink flush onto my cheeks as I know exactly what he means by that. Quackity smirks at my reaction and then says, "Well, bye, Skeppy. Have a good day."
He turns around and walks away. I blink and then take some deep breaths to calm down. I don't want Bad to see me with blush on my face. I slowly close the door and lock it before turning around to face Bad. He's sitting patiently on the couch like I told him to. We stare at each other for a moment. Bad then says, "Are you... okay?"
I stay silent for a thoughtful moment. I give him a small smile and say, "Yeah. I'm good."
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Wish I Were Quackity - Skephalo
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