Tech Support Lover 😍 | A QuackityHQ Love Story

1| FRUSTRATION 😡

Quackity sighed angrily after the call with the scammer ended. He ended up slapping his microphone in anger before whispering softly into the mic,
"Me encanta ser algien que tiene el homosexual grande."
The situation made him angry. He had called over 10 tech support scammers and none of them gave him the time of day. Angrily, he grabbed his mouse and clicked on another number.

"...Hot local singles!" The voice went on. Quackity was too angry to react like he'd usually do. A few moments of pressing random numbers later, he finally got in contact with someone.

"Hello, Dis ees Appel Suhpport my name ees Ani how may I help u?"
"YES!" He exclaimed in excitement. Finally, someone was on the line.
"Err... I mean yes, hello? I'd like to get some help on something."
"Whad might dat be sir?"
Quackity sat for moment, trying to think of what to say.

"Can you go on a website called Reddit and read some posts with me?" He asked in the most sweetest voice he could make.
"R-Reddit?" The scammer questioned.
"Yes!" Quackity exclaimed. "Yes, Reddit. Do you know what that is?"
"No u muddaphucker betch."

Quackity gasped and held his heart in pain. He felt his eyes well up. He really didn't want to cry on stream but he was about to. A single teardrop fell from his eye and onto his cheek. From that point on, he thought to himself.
"Is this really where I want to be in life?"
He thought, maybe the tech support scammer is right. Maybe he is a motherfucker bitch. By now, all of his tears that he was trying so desperately to hold were rolling down his cheeks.

'Quackity no!'
'pls don't cry!!!'
'f'
'oh my gosh r u ok?'
'haha lil bitch'
The stream chat went on.

"You maddapucker loser," The scammer said, which caused the boy to sob harder. "U mom is dateng me, succ mi cawk betch."
"I... I..." He trembled. "You're just a fucking scammer... Th-That's not tr-"
He cried harder.
"...t-true."
Immediately, he ended the call. He didn't even want to face the chat or look at himself. He kept his face down and let the tears fall.
"I--I'm gonna..." He managed to say. "I'm gonna end the stream here, guys."
The chat began spamming the word no but it was too late... He was gone.

Quackity sat there quietly while contemplating his life decisions. He looked over at his setup. Was this all useless? Just a waste of time? His thoughts were racing, his heart was beating, and he sobbed loudly until couldn't take it anymore.

"NO!" Quackity shouted, tears running down his face. He gripped his mouse tightly.
"I will not let these thoughts get the best of me!"
He sang quietly to himself.
"L-Live life... Breathe A-A...Air. I know somehow we're gonna get there..."
He trembled.
"A-And be so wonderful~"

Before he knew it, he was no longer teary-eyed. He had wiped the tears off of his face and continued on.
"So wake up the members of my nation, it's your time to be! There's no chance unless you take one..."

Quackity opened Skype once more. He had to film this video. For his normal fans, his Moshi Monster account, his obsessive fangirls who un-ironically write fanfiction, and more importantly... For Mr. Worldwide. He knew that as of now, there's no chance unless he takes one.
"AND IT'S TIME TO SEE THE BRIGHTER SIDE OF EVERY SITUATION~"

He clicked on the only number he hadn't called that night. He took a deep breath and chugged on some water. He turned on his recorder and finally... He clicked on the number.

Beep...

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