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just imagine 'Its all Futile! It's all Pointless!' Is there it genuinely wouldn't work.

idea: transgendered_cunt 👍
both this oneshot and probably the next oneshot are gonna be ideas from them 👍
(Still contemplating the second idea)

•Angst
•swearing
•slight violence
•yelling
•slapping
•sad Q
•Bitch Wil
•enjoy
•Degrading
•very many tears.

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Two pairs of Footsteps approached Q's apartment door rapidly.
The door Slammed shut and the lock was frantically turned.
Banging began on the door, starting gentle, becoming more angered over the course of 4 minutes.
The duck sat, his back to the door as he sobbed into his hands.
'ALEX QUACKITY, OPEN THE DOOR!'
'Leave me alone!'
'OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!!'
'LEAVE ME ALONE!' Quackity Screamed back, his tears a river flowing down his cheeks.
By now, Not only did the banging on the door ensue, but now there was kicking.

Quackity just sobbed quietly into his hands.

The door opened, forcing Quackity to the ground with a yelp.
His head hit the ground, making a rather loud bang as the Brown haired man entered the room.
'N-no! I'm sorry i-i didn't mean it!' The Smaller spoke, crawling into a ball as he did so.

'You didn't open the door when I asked you too.'
'Because you were ch-'
'DO NOT TALK UNTIL I SAY YOU CAN, WHORE.'
Quackity shivered as the taller said the last word, His mind coursing through memories with Schlatt. Ones he thought he would never have to re-live.

Slap

Q's mouth opened slightly as he lifted his hand slowly and gently to his cheek where a red mark began to form.
Tears pricked his eyes again and before he knew it, they fell like a wave crashing onto  sand during a violent storm.
'Oi, Slut.'
Quackity didn't respond. Nor did he look up. In fact, he didn't even acknowledge the words that came out of Wilbur's mouth.

The Younger's chin was roughly pulled up to face the older's and his eyes followed, widening.
'Do. Not. Ignore. Me.'
He spoke. Venom coating every single word.
But Quackity was done. Done with dealing with such Toxic love.
'Get out.'
'Excuse me!?'
'Get out.' Quackity spoke with calmness.
'You're not serious.'
'Im as serious as a Heart Attack, Bitch.'

Slap

Quackity flinched again, but this time stood still. Even though tears were threatening to appear, he stood still.

' So you're Serious? '

'I never wasn't.'

This pulled Wilbur Over the edge and he punched Quackity hard in the Stomach.
Quackity convulsed, and held his Stomach as he slapped his hand over his mouth, just incase he actually started to throw up.
'I- I I'm so s-sorry!'
Wilbur rushed to his aid as Quackity threw up and started crying once again.
Wilbur got him a little bucket from the corner, guilt washing over him.
It took Q a little while to stop throwing up, but when he did, Wilbur led him to his Bathroom and helped him clean up, using wipes and water.

He Kissed Q on the Cheek as the smaller slowly fell asleep, cuddling Wilbur.
They had a very toxic relationship, but that was only when one of them did something to the other. In this case, Quackity had embarrassed Wilbur in front of the Entire Casino. Which was like 200 people.
It wasn't very often this happened though, and they both loved eachother dearly.

•___The_Next_Morning__•

'mghm..' Quackity Muttered as he stirred.
He woke up to Wilbur Spooning him and immediately blushed.
He knew that they would have a very awkward conversation when Wilbur woke up, but he also knew that after said conversation, they would go out and have fun together. As a couple.
'Ducky?' Wilbur mumbled in his deep morning voice
Quackity hummed.
'Are you ok?'
'Mmhm..'
'You sure..?'
'Im sure, mi amor.'
Wilbur Blushed at the nickname.

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as you can probably tell, I'm not good at all at Angst. :')

it's not very long, but I'm hoping that when I do the next oneshot (if it's the one I have in mind) it will be longer.

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{680 words}

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