《Why me? // Quackbur(Tnt duo)》-7-
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I felt Quackity starting to get restless, "Probably a power outage." he said annoyed, "I'm afraid I'll have to take care of it." the emphasis was on unfortunately. With that he went to the door. He was just about to open the door, "We're not done here yet." I said with a slight smile. Does he seriously think he'll just get away? "Shut up!" With these words he opened the door and shortly afterwards I was alone. I waited a few seconds before I went out too.
It was already dark outside by now. Pretty early as I thought. But well, it was winter too. I decided to go to one of the roofs of the skyscrapers. From there you should have a great overview of the city. But then I should speak to Q about something again. Even if he won't be that excited about it. My plan was simple. I needed the three artifacts. To be more precise. There is a purple feather that you only get from a golden hen once a year. You can float with it. Then there is the "wish book" hardly anyone knows what to do with it. The last artifact has never been found, it is all supposed to exist. Nobody has ever seen it before and stayed alive. If you have all these artifacts you can have a powerful wish come true.
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,,Warm welcome. At this year's party and at the same time also discussing the SMP. " Everyone stood in front of the stage, sat at the bar or at one of the gaming tables and listened attentively to Dream. I stood backstage and listened. Next to Dream were Techno, George and, on the edge of the shadows, Quackity. That was my chance. I went to the side of the stage where no one could see me. Dream and the others were too busy speaking. I cautiously crept up to Q from behind. With one swift movement, I slapped my hand over his mouth so that he couldn't speak. My other arm wrapped around his waist and pulled him backwards. As expected, he tried to break free. I pulled him close to me and leaned over to his ear. "Sleep" I mumbled. He was still trying to free himself, but after a few seconds he calmed down. I felt his breathing again and looked down. He seemed to be sleeping because he snuggled up against me. Cute and he's under my control. I've always liked him more as friends. For a short time, I was even obsessed with him. I mustn't get too lost in my thoughts. I picked him up bridal and made my way to his house. I wanted to talk to him in peace, it was important.
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It had been more than 30 minutes by now. I was sitting on his sofa with Q in my arms and checking social media. When he suddenly began to move. He seemed to wake up, but he stayed calm and snuggled up to me a bit, which made me smile. I leaned over to his ear and whispered: "You already know what position you are in right now ~" He uttered a grumble. "Shut the fuck up!" I had to laugh. "You are so cute ~" I raved on and made him blush. "Aren't you with Sally?" he poisoned me. You could clearly hear in his voice that he was jealous, "Oh cutie don't be jealous. It is history. I have you now. " I said. "Yes, yes, let me guess you took Lovers?" Where from?. "The previous owner of the chain had taken the same." he continued, "And who was that?" I asked. He went quiet, apparently old thoughts were just popping up. Even if he often made you strong. It was made of porcelain inside. I didn't want to do that to him, I knew too well how it would end. It has happened before and shouldn't repeat. ,, Sorry. " I just mumbled, "It's ok. why did you actually bring me here now? "" Well, first of all the reason why I stole the necklace from you: I need a "partner" "I was just about to go on when he interrupted me." For what, sex ? " he asked cheekily. I blushed. "W-What? You dream about it. No! Now listen to me first! " I said, still ashamed. ,, Ok "he muttered offended. ,, Well I don't know if you know THE three artifacts" he interrupted me again: ,, Pen from the golden chicken, ink from a magical squid and the book what is owned by one of the players. " I was speechless. How does he know? ,, How do I know? Well a good question that I can't answer for you at this point in time. For that I'll tell you something else, I know where the three artifacts are. " Slowly this is creeping up here. ,, Ok slowly, does that mean you also know what to do with them? " I asked in a voice that was a little too high. Actually, I wanted to keep that a little secret, Come down, yes I know everything about you. You want to have a wish come true. You probably want to become something like a god. Is it true or am I right? " hit the bull's eye. "Anyway. Apparently I'll have to come with you since you have my necklace. So where would you start? " he asked further. "Idk you are the omniscient here" I answered a little annoyed. Why does he know more than I do? "Well, I would-" He was interrupted by the doorbell ringing. "For a moment, I'll take a quick look to see who it is. I'LL BE RIGHT BACK!" with these words he got up and ran out of the room. I could hear him opening the door, "What are you doing here?" he asked angrily. "I wanted to talk to you. Can I come in through us and Wilbur? " asked a voice that I would assign to Karl. Fuck ...
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