Another Love Story <3 (Quackity X Obama)

Chapter 1:

~The beginning~
A story of love and over dramatized high school type of romance between a man that is way older and a boy that wants to be a chad. Welcome to Another Love Story by the most cringe worthy writer around.
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In the middle of nowhere lies a small town with a population less then 200 people. Mainly elderly folks live in this empty abyss of a town which explains why there is more people in the cemetery instead of the actual town itself. However, some very unfortunate children were forced to move to this dead town.

The children were full of life which was amazing since almost everyone wants to die now a days. They played at the messed up playground that has rust over everything causing some question to be brought to these parents who actually let their kids go to that crappy of a playground. Birds sang in the morning while hunters shot at turkeys and deer even when it wasn't hunting season. Every person owning a golf cart since that's just what you drive in redneck vil- I mean, in small towns that only have one police officer.

At the end of a gravel road secluded from the town stood a wood mansion. It's grassy fields hidden in leaves due to the season turning into fall. Pumpkin spice from the one basic coffee shop even lingering towards the home. Inside resided a lone father and his wimpy son that only wanted to be a Chad when really he was a Brad...

"Son, tomorrow is the big day~" the dad happily exclaimed knowing his kid won't be in the house for at least 6 hours a day. Alex did not find this amusing, School was lame and honestly he would rather be stuck at home instead of going to the small town school where everyone knew everyone. It was going to be a really shitty experience.

"Dad, why the hell do I have to go to school?" Alex questioned obviously annoyed by just saying the word school. He rolls his eyes at just the thought. "It's just going to be the same as last year. Can't I just be home schooled?"

"You know why you have to go to school Alex..." his dad Danny started to explain. Alex already knew the next line by heart and as his dad spoke he mocked him. "Education is important and I'm trying to not deal with you all day another day."

Though it was the cold hearted truth Alex knew his dad was going to have some company over. Probably another hoe from the coffee shop since his dad hasn't been able to catch a somewhat decent looking girl from the local bars. Alex sighed in frustration standing from his dinner table throwing away the left overs he had before placing his plate in the sink. His dad made some decent food, but he just wasn't in the mood to eat. As he started heading toward the stairs to go to his room his dad gave him a raise of his eyebrow. Disapproval and disappointment in the waste of food clear on his face.

"Sorry, I'm not very hungry. Can I be excused?" Alex asked. A sudden realization hit him as he realized the question he asked. He played right into the dad joke, the perfect set up. It was game over, he was about to be destroyed by his dads wise ass humor.

"I don't know..." his dad began. Alex's forehead under his beanie began to sweat. His eyes darting back and forth for some escape before he could finish. But it was too late, it was already in motion. Alex was screwed, there was no way out. "Can you?"

The words hit Alex like Thomas the train. He sighed looking down at the ground like it was some anime before looking Danny right in the eyes seeing the smirk on his aged face. He wiped away the sweat and finally spoke up.

"May I be excused?" His mouth was dry from the humiliation a simple basic joke can bring. His dad noticed this but let it slide, he nodded waving his hand for his son to be excused. As soon as this small gesture was made, Alex rushed to his room. There was a Discord's got talent to be hosted on his final day of freedom before the first day. He had to make sure it was the most epic video anyone had seen.

Jumping onto his computer he did his thing. Recorded the video with some of his fellow friends helping him judge. Them being brutal to the competitors. It was a tough competition but Danny DeVito was tougher. His dad has a set curfew and Alex had to have his computer turned off before that door knob turned. Looking at the time after recording he said his farewells knowing if he didn't get off there was gonna be an ass whooping.

Swiftly he changed into some sleeping clothes (I don't know what the fuck he does to go to bed, he could sleep naked for all we know so fuck you) and tucked himself into bed. His dad opens the door just a crack to peak in, once he saw no computer light he accepted that it was all good for him to just close the door and go on about his night. However, Alex struggled finding some way to sleep that night. He wasn't sure what the next day brought him. Would school be a prison for him or actually be a decent day for once? He was anxious yet eager to find out, this year was the year he became a top not a bottom...

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In another home down the gravel path in a smaller community sat a house full of boxes. A new face moved into town and had spent the day moving boxes from the truck. Wiping the sweat from his forehead he smiled at his mom who flashed a smile back.

"I think that's everything Barrack." His mother smiled at him taking a bandana she had in her back jean pocket wiping away the beads of sweat glistening on her forehead. Obama smiled nodding.

"We're finally moved in, it only took all day." He laughed heartily. They both laughed with each other for a bit even though nothing funny was even said before Obama pulled Mickey into a hug. "I love you mom, I just want you to know this."

"I know you do sweetie," Mickey happily says. "I know this move was sudden but I hope you'll make some friends. We're gonna be here for a while~ At least until I finally kick you out that is."

"Mom I know you'd never kick me out!" Obama exclaimed shaking his head. "I'm an angel after all, you would miss me uhhhh too much." They both nod in agreement. They only made it this far because of each other.

Obama's dad had passed away a couple years ago and it had proven to take its toll on both Obama and Mickey. Moving from town to town they only wanted to settle but Mickey was always moving due to his job. They never knew what was going to happen next, but no matter what they were going to be there for each other through it all. Through the tears, sweat and blood, there was no way to separate their unbreakable bond.

"I'm pretty tired mom. I think I'm going to just go to bed." Obama spoke after their small break from moving boxes. Mickey simply nods walking into the kitchen to make himself a glass of water.

"It is your first day tomorrow, you should get rest. Thank you for all your help today Barrack." His mom gratefully spoke. He smiled running into the kitchen to hug her before heading towards his room. "Good night sweetie, sweet dreams!" His mother yelled down the hall. Barrack smiles looking back down the hallway towards the direction of his voice.

"Uhhhh goodnight mom. Sweet dreams to you uuhhh too." Barrack yelled back while opening the door to his new room. He quietly closed the door behind him before plopping on his mattress. He sighed frowning while looking at the ceiling. Starting over at another school would not be easy and he was sure he would be bullied all because of him being the new kid. It's just expected for him to be bullied. His stomach twisted and turned, it even growled from hunger but he didn't care. He simply wanted to drift to sleep and forget about reality for a bit. It would be easier then living in the moment at least for him.

"Please don't let tomorrow be terrible..." obama mumbled before burying his head in his soft pillow. As time ticked away he slowly drifted off. Every trouble becoming almost non existent as he slept the night away and his anxiety becoming just a distant memory. He only wants to fit in...