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CHAPTER 12: HERE COMES THE PRESIDENT
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BUNIDOLL AND QUACKITY WAIT BY THE CARAVAN, the ravenette has kept the them entertained the whole time. the two hasn't been there for long, just a few minutes. tubbo was still no where to be found, so ghostbur and fundy had to venture around the smp.
"PUFF SOME SMOKE, LET'S GOOOO" he laughed, bunidoll joining in as well. "PREPARE YOUR WEEDㅡtwitch is going to kill us NSNXNSJCN"
"we're finnneeee" quackity trailed, leaning on the caravan. "chat is saying you're a trap" he read out loud the sudden spam on his chat, that hovered beside him. only he could see it though, everyone has their own hovering chat beside themㅡif they're live.
"pffttㅡ" bunidoll stifled, "i can't answer that"
"so you're a trap?"
"hmmmmmmmm"
letting out a laugh at their response. he understands and respects their choice of having everything private. but of course, everyone has that dying curiosity of theirs. it was only natural he was curious about them, having that they were quite a fun person.
quackity glances to the side, only to spot a familiar friend of his. "KARLOSSSS" he shouted whilst pushing himself off of the caravan, the ravenette ran towards the man with a multicolored hoodie.
"hey quaㅡ" the male glances behind quackity, raising a brow, "ㅡckity..?"
"yeah?" the ravenette swung his arm around the brunette, he follows the direction he was looking at, "oh yeah, bunidoll!"
the masked player walks up to the two, "hii" they trailed.
"whats poppin'?" bunidoll tilted their head slightly with a smirk, but that soon dropped when their smirk morphed into a sheepish smile, "that's sexy right?, saying what's poppin?"
