This one's angst. And has big paragraphs!
Slimecicle loves Quackity, but Quackity doesn't love him back. Or... does he? Well, let's just say too many relationships ending in tragedy changes a mans view on the little thing we call love.
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Quackity was no stranger to the struggle. And I don't mean financial struggle- like working four minimum wage jobs and not eating for weeks kinda struggle. I mean the relationship kind of struggle. Falling in love with a guy and having that bond be destroyed by problems. He has those vivid memories- like how shakey he was when he watched Schlatt drop dead on the ground. Or the tears and anger he couldn't get over when Karl, Sapnap, and George went to do new things without him. Two relationships, only two relationships and he's already broken. When it comes to love, he isn't living, he's surviving.
He thinks that the best way to survive is all alone. Maybe a couple allies, but he'd rather keep his allies as allies and not close friends. This is why Quackity is so... Cold. His heart had nothing but icicles growing from them. His concept of love was shriveled up and dried, ready to turn to dust if even the smallest particle touched it. Well, that's what Quackity thought.
Because then he met Slimecicle.
So bubbly, so energetic, so happy and bold. His smile radiates innocence. His eyes glimmer in the summer light with a bright neon green glow. They reminded him of a forest. Slimecicles aura was bright, it sent rays of happiness such like the sunshine on a summer afternoon. So pretty. And it drove Quackity insane to think he was falling for him.
Quackity taught Slimecicle all he could about human life and how they function. He explained how economics work, how humans talk and act, and some extra things that Slimecicle so embarrassingly asked like sex and... Love.
"What is love?" Slimecicle asked, already knowing what sex was but wondering what the word "love" meant when Quackity mentioned it.
"Love? You wanna know what love is?" Quackity asked, not really wanting to talk more on the subject of love or what the concept of love is.
"Yeah! You already mentioned it once Quackity from Las Nevadas!" Slimecicle said, a smile radiating off his face.
"I mean... Are you sure?" Quackity said and Slimecicle nodded his head yes. He sighed, "alright then. Sit down. I'll tell you what love is."
"Ok!" Slimecicle replied, sitting down in front of the scared man with smile still drawn on his face.
"Ok, well..." Slimecicle thought for a second. "Love can go two ways. Good, or bad. When love is good, it's usually the beginning of the relationship. You meet someone, and you feel an attraction towards them. Usually it's based on looks, but it goes deeper when you talk to them and get their personality.." Quackity explained, "Good love is like, not being able to take someone off your mind. Like, you wanna hold them and be around them. And you feel all fuzzy inside when you're in the presence of them."
"Ooh! That's really cool!" Slimecicle said with amazement. "Have you have been in love?"
Quackity paused, "yes. Yes I have."
"Really? Oh wait! I remember seeing you with some people while I was in hiding! There was a horned guy, I think he was Schlatt? Uhh.. A firey guy.. A guy named.. Karl?" Slimecicle said
Quackity looked a Slimecicle with a surprised face. Damn, this guy really has seen a lot, hasn't be? Quackity didnt know how to feel about that. "Uh- yeah-"
"What happened to them?" Slimecicle asked.
"I-" Quackity sighed, "ok, I'll tell you. Schlatt was president of L'manburg, but he destroyed the country because he was just genuinely a bad person. I loved him, he had a heart. But he couldn't change so I had to leave. He... had a heart attack. In front of me and maaaaaanny other people. We were going to kill him, for real. But none of us did so I'm sure he took matters into his own hands and did it himself. Well, that's a conspiracy theory people made up after the death of Schlatt became public."
"Oh! Oh... that's sad!" Slimecicle said, "what happened the Karl and Sapnap?"
"Nothing. The forgot about me and broke my heart. That's the end of that shitty story." Quackity said aggressively, feeling a ball of anger pool in his stomach. But he didn't let that burning feeling out.
"They forgot about you? Just like that?" Slimecicle asked, sounding more sad sympathic than before. "That's sad."
"Yeah yeah yeah I know... it's alright though. I'm over them." Quackity lied. He may be doing better now, still depressed, but he still misses all four of the loves he lost.
"Well.. Quackity from Las Nevadas, it doesn't seem like you're over them." Slimecicle said. Slimecicle spoke from his mind. He did lie, of course. But he was still relatively honest.
"I'm fine, don't worry about me." Quackity reassured, "The only thing you should be worrying about is yourself. Not me."
Quackity groaned, rubbing his eyes, "Shhh- you ask too much damn questions."
"But you don't seem to over them!-" Slimecicle gasped as he was pushed away and on to the ground.
"Stop asking questions!" Quackity pulled Slimecicle up by the collar of his shirt, "Just shut up an forget about it! Stop trying to barge your way into other peoples lives!"
"O-ok!-" Slimecicle said nervously before pushed to the ground again. He looked over the Quackity and watched him walk away, for the first time, Slimecicle felt sadness for real.
-Time Skip-
Quackity was insane. Absolutely insane. This couldn't be happening. He looked down on his bed and saw Slimecicle. He was cuddling him. But he couldn't move. Not a single bone in his body let him move. Quackity couldnt believe this- he was enjoying this cuddle session.
Slimecicle stirred awake, opening his eyes to look directly at Quackity. "Morning Quackity from Las Nevadas! Did you sleep well?" he asked.
"Huh? Oh- oh- I- yeah! Yeah I slept fine!" Quackity replied, finally being able to move his body. He sat up on the bed, stretching and looking at the wall. "Yeah!"
"Are you ok?" Slimecicle asked, sitting up in the bed. A concerned and worried look was painted on his face.
"Huh? Yeah! Yeah I'm doing fine I'm doing fine.." Quackity said, trying to stop the fuzziness of love to leave his damn chest. He fell inlove with Slimecicle.
Slimecicle moved to touch Quackities shoulder, and Quackity yanked his shoulder away. "Don't touch me." Quackity said.
"Quackity from Las Nevadas.." Slimecicle said, and Quackity turned him head to look at him.
"What are you so afraid of? Is it love? Or wasting your time?" Slimecicle asked.
Quackity was silent for a moment, "I..... I don't know." he admitted. "I don't know I guess- both? I don't wanna get hurt- I can't love you."
"You love me? I love you too!" Slimecicle said. "But why can't you love me?"
"I already it! I don't wanna get hurt... I don't wanna hurt you. I don't wanna lose you like I lost Schlatt, Karl, and Sapnap." Quackity said.
"But you said you were over them, remember?" Slimecicle said. "You lied."
"Hey, not everyone is as golden as you are, slime boy. I lied because I didn't want to to worry." Quackity said, "because I- I- I care about you."
Slimecicle blinked a couple times, "but lying will only make me worry more."
Quackity sighed, damnit Slimecicle really is smarter than you think. "I know-"
"Then why did you lie?" Slimecicle asked.
"Because im- ugh! Because I'm scared! Ok? I am afraid of love! I don't want history to repeat!" Quackity said, letting his face fall into his hands.
"Well, if you love me, and I love you too, we can start loving each other together and starting a new chapter!" Slimecicle said happily, placing his arms around Quackity for a hug.
Quackity uncovered his face and placed his hands on Slimecicles arms. "I- I don't know...."
"I'll help you! I'll be here for you every step of the way! I'll help you get over them completely!" Slimecicle smiled, resting his head on Qauckties shoulder.
"I- ok.." Quackity said, thinking for a moment before smiling. Maybe.. It is time for a change. "Yeah! Yeah. Ok. Time to start new."
It was time to start new. And this new era was going to beautiful.
