Blizzard & Me.
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Thread Topic: Blizzard & Me.
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Gold whimpered, trying his best to take deep breaths and relax.
Quackity opened up a little and threw his arms around Sapnap. "No wings please. N-no more..."
Karl frowned and gently tried to join the hug, trying to be careful about the wings. -
“It’s okay, you’re okay,” Skeppy said softly.
“Of course, of course, no more wings,” Sapnap said wrapping his arms around Quackity and holding him close. -
Gold hiccuped and curled next to Skeppy. "I'm sorry..."
Quackity shuddered,trying to stay calm. "Th-thank you... H-he fawned over th-them, a-and he got vi-viol-violent on-one ti-time..."
"Quackity, we would never hurt you." Karl said quietly. -
“Don’t be, it’s okay,” Skeppy said.
“Yeah, we would never do that,” Sapnap said softly. “But I’m so sorry he did that to you, you didn’t deserve that.” -
Gold whimpered, nuzzling Skeppy's neck. "I love you."
Quackity nodded, whimpering. "Just too many questions...."
"Well, we don't need to touch them anymore." Karl whispered. -
“I love you too,” Skeppy replied.
“Yeah, it’s okay,” Sapnap said. “You’re okay now.” -
Gold sighed, glancing over to Bad. "Do you think Dad is awake yet, Uncle?"
Quackity sighed, nodding. "O-okay." He exhaled, shuddering. "He tried to hurt them once. It started with the same conversation we had then it took a turn to him trying to hurt me..."
Karl gasped. "Oh, Quackity, that's horrible. I promise we would never do that." -
Skeppy chuckled quietly. “I bet he is.”
“Im so sorry baby,” Sapnap frowned, kissing Quackity’s forehead. -
Bad attempt to keep a straight face but smiled. "Gold, come give me a hug." He said quietly, opening his eyes and smiling at the boy.
Gold shivered and left Skeppy's side to hug his dad and curl up next to him. "H-hi, Dad."
"Scars from him." Quackity mumbled, not even caring if his sentence didn't make sense.
Karl frowned. "Do you think if you talked about what happened you might find it easier to deal with?" -
Skeppy smiled, yawning as he watched the two.
Sapnap watched quietly, waiting for Quackity’s response.
“George, we have to get up,” Dream mumbled huskily, squeezing the brunette’s waist gently. -
Bad smiled, gently wrapping his son in a hug. "I'm sorry about last night. I thought you'd sleep through the night, bud. I didn't mean to scare you."
Gold nodded. "I-it's alright, really. I was just worried y-you abandoned me..." The boy's lip trembled again and he tried his best not to cry again.
Quackity nodded weakly, frowning. "I-I guess it might help."
Karl smiled. "Okay. We don't need to talk about it today, but if you're willing to talk we're always here."
George groaned and shook his head, trying to roll away from Dream. -
Skeppy turned over, frowning a bit and rubbing Gold’s back.
“Yeah, don’t hesitate to come to us,” Sapnap said softly.
Dream kept a firm hold on George. “Love, c’mon, wake up.” -
Bad smiled softly. "Gold, I would never do that. I will never abandon you. Skeppy won't either."
Gold nodded and snuggled against Bad. "O-okay. I just got scared, it was late, and sudden, and I was tired."
Quackity tilted his head up. "I- well, you know how he was. How Schlatt was. He was even worse behind closed doors. I was so scared of him, yet couldn't do anything against him. Because if I did, I'd end up with some sort of wound. He- he threw a bottle at me once... It shattered and that's where I got several smaller scars. It was horrible!"
Karl frowned and looked down. "I- That's horrible, Quackity. I'm so sorry."
George whined, turning over. "What...?" -
Skeppy nodded.
“I’m so sorry, love, that’s terrible,” Sapnap said softly.
“We have to get up, George,” Dream said with a small chuckle. -
Bad smiled. "I love you, Gold." He sat up a little and looked at SKeppy. "You feeling any better, Zak?"
Quackity nodded. "He took a glass shard to my face once. Hence the scar." He felt the urge to tell them more, finally glad to get it off his chest, but he didn't want to burden them too much.
Karl yawned a little and stretched. "We love you dearly, Quackity. Really."
George sighed weakly, opening his eyes to look at Dream. "Whyyy?"
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