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𝓣𝓗𝓔 𝓖𝓐𝓨𝓢

ik i jus posted a chapter then right after i post another 10,327 word one right after. that is bcuz i wrote a little bit of this chapter at night at my camp thing then completely forgot about this chapter when i got home so... now y'all can have it :D

ok so.... this is big boy chapter... so yah. it has some smut.... so.... gey.... enjoy ig

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|◇♧♡♤|<|Quackity's POV|>|♤♡♧◇|

I walked around the casino a glass of whiskey in hand. Charlie was bouncing off the walls with energy as usual and he kept talking, either trying to drum up conversation or speaking his thoughts aloud, I didn't know what he was going on about. "Ey Charlie, whatchya talking about man?" I asked with a chuckle. Charlie paused for a moment and looked at me before laughing "I forgot" he shrugged and then started talking again. This was normal for him I guess, I just shrugged and started listening to his babbling for once. This time it was the rules of poker, followed by how deep the river by Las Nevadas was, and then how the scar on my face looks like crap. Then I thought about how I got the scar.

Best I could do was shrug off the thought and move on, as usual, so I kept listening to Charlie. "Y'know that there are about 40 empty tequila bottles in your office" he suddenly mentioned. Damn, really? I just cleaned the bottles out last Sunday how can there already be 40? It's Wednesday, I really need to cut back. "No I didn't know that Charlie" I said with a sigh. "Quackity from Las Nevadas, are you ok?" Charlie asked, walking up to me, his energy seemed to suddenly disappear and was replaced with pure concern. "Yeah. Just need to get some shit off my mind," I looked at him with a smile "Wanna play a card game with me? Just for fun, nothing on the line." I asked looking at the kid in front of me. Charlie jumped up in excitement, his hyperness was definitely back, "Of course!" He replied.

Charlie and I walked to my office, and there indeed was a surplus of bottles scattered in small piles around the room. This is just unbelievable. I knew that I would definitely need to get help. Would I though? Most likely not. I couldn't tell if Charlie was concerned or processing, but his energy once again drained. I looked at him and smiled softly "Do you want to just stay out there?" Charlie just nodded and walked out, I shoved my hands in my pockets and followed, feeling slightly ashamed that I've allowed myself to get this bad. As we were walking, Charlie looked at me, a sudden spike of energy occurred, and he started bouncing "Quackity of Las Nevadas! Quackity of Las Nevadas!" He shouted. "Yes Charlie?" I replied bluntly, curious to why Charlie's energy spiked so quickly, and why it spiked so much now. "I just remembered that Wilbur wanted to talk to you soon" Charlie responded still bouncing. I looked at the table in the center of the room surrounding by couches and went over to it. Whiskey glasses sat on the red cloth napkins, upside down. They were clean and left till they were needed again. "If he wishes to talk he can set a time, place, and date just like anyone else." I chuckled, picking up a deck of cards and shuffling them. Charlie looked at me "Why won't you let him join Las Nevadas, Quackity?" He asked. I continued shuffling the cards "It's three fold Charlie. One I'm not sure if I can trust him or not, especially in another country, he blew the last one to hell. Two, I don't know if he wants revenge against me, remember what I taught you about revenge?" I watched Charlie, his expression had gone into one of concern, and he mumbled 'Seek successful revenge', I decided to continue "And three, history. He's going to try to bring something up from the past that him and I shouldn't have done at the time. It was wrong" I sighed and walked over to Charlie "Do your best not to do anything that will give anyone blackmail on you, ok?" Charlie only nodded in response. "Do you want to deal out the cards this time, Charlie?" I asked. Charlie nodded once more, grabbing the deck and dealing the cards.

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|◇♧♡♤|<|Quackity's POV|>|♤♡♧◇|

Charlie and I played for a few hours, Charlie set a full house on the table, and I glanced at my hand then back at Charlie. "You win again bud" I said with a smile, placing the Royal flush had I had face down on the table. "Really!?" Charlie said with a smile "That was almost every game!" He added, handing me his hand so I can put them in the deck. "Guess I'm loosing my touch" I said with a smile, sure I was lying, but I wanted Charlie to be happy. I started shuffling the deck, putting it in a small box, I heard Charlie yawn from the other side of the table. "Charlie, go home and get some rest. I'll be working around here." I said with a smile. Charlie nodded and stood up, walking over and giving me a brief hug "Goodnight, Quackity from Las Nevadas" he said tiredly. "Goodnight Charlie" I smiled, watching as he walked off towards the exit before chuckling softly. "What an interesting card game" I stood up, walking over to the balcony, the bright lights that gave the city it's character at night blocked any chance of seeing the stars that could be seen anywhere else, I let out a sigh. "What's wrong?" I heard from behind me, I didn't even turn around "What do you want, Wilbur." I asked, my tone clearly showing my annoyance and lack of amusement. "I came to get answers" He responded, walking over and standing beside me, a half empty wine glass in his hand. I looked over at Wil. "Yes, Charlie made me aware, you want to know why I won't let you join Las Nevadas" Wil smiled, looked at the wine glass, then out over the city. "Do you trust me, Quackity?" He asked. Frankly, I was taken aback by the question, I sighed "Do I keep you around?" I asked him, hoping he'd put two and two together. Wil chuckled, "No, No you don't." I nodded "There's your answer then, Wilbur." Wil looked at me, I couldn't tell if he was upset or amused. Honestly, I could never truly tell what Wil's emotion was, and when I got an idea, I sure as hell was wrong.