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“Quackity, Isn’t that Bad’s?” Karl asks him, He gasps; “It is!”
Quackity shushed him, His index finger on his lips. “Shh, Don’t tell.”
“Playing a trick on him again, Hmm..?” Karl and Quackity giggles. “Yeah, So don’t tell anybody.”
“Not even Sapnap?”
“Not even Sapnap.” He repeats the sentence, Not as a question, But as an answer.
“Does Skeppy know?” Karl snatched he camera off his hands, Quackity was trying to figure out how to open ever since the start of their walk.
Quackity scoffs, “Yeah, We made a whole deal and shit.”
“Hm..” Karl hums, Successfully opening the camera; Going to the album. “Oh wow.”
“What?” Quackity leans to see the camera, Oh wow indeed. There was so many pictures (and videos).
“I remember this!” Quackity presses on a video, A video of just the two of them. The clip started to roll.
Bad was making funny faces at the camera, Until Quackity came in and grabbed his attention.
“Oh! Quackity!” Bad waves at him.
“Hi Bad. Skeppy wanted me to tell you that he was going home early.” Quackity yaps, approaching Bad and noticing the rolling camera.
“Mhm.”
“What’s up with the camera?” Quackity points to the camera, Now he was making funny faces, Like he hadn’t seen one before.
Bad shrugs, “Dunno, I just feel like it.” He hovers over to it, About to press end; Before he could do that Quackity took it.
“Quackity!” A faint yell was caught. The clip ends, Quackity remembers what happens next; They had a playful fight afterwards. Quackity was taller than Bad, which he took advantage to. That was a fun memory, He's happy Bad kept it.
“Someone’s Happy.” Karl laughs as He teased Quackity. Quackity rubbed off the wide smile on his face; But he couldn’t really wipe off the blush of embarrassment on his face.
“Oh shush.”
Once he arrived home, He rushed to his bedroom.
His bedroom reflected his personality, and Ducks. Lots of it. He launches himself on the bed, Making him bounce for a couple of seconds. He lets out a sound of relief.
He whispers to himself; “What a day.” He says, Mostly tired from walking. His house wasn’t really near the school, It takes a fourty minute walk to reach. —He doesn't usually walk, But seeing as their friends enjoyed eachother’s company, He was influenced in doing so.
The camera was on his nightstand. Looking at him menacingly, as if it wants to be opened. Maybe tomorrow he says, But grabs it either way.
He scrolls, and scrolls. It was mostly filled with Bad and most of their friends.
He couldn’t help but smile, Bad wasn’t really the picture type; He thought so anyways –Boy, was he proven wrong.
Another video,
“Hello!” Bad waves. Skeppy enters, It seems like it was lunch time, They were outside on the benchers. “Sup.”
It was a thirty minute video, Skeppy was flirting with Bad while Bad ignores his comment and moving on. It was funny; He decides to move to another video half way.
This time, He was there. He couldn’t quite figure out what happened here, He presses it out of curiosity.
“Look at that muffin head!” Bad flips the camera around to face Quackity, zooming in.
No wonder why he wasn’t familiar with it, He was sleeping. His head on top of his arms, George and Sapnap whispering to eachother with a marker on both their hands.
Bad puts down the camera; Having a good view of what was about to go down. Quackity assumes this was last Friday. No other students nor teachers were around.
“What did you guys do?!” Bad whisper-yells, Though it was clear in the video; Probably because nobody else was there.
“We drew on his face, duh.” Sapnap snaps back sassily, Unlike George and Sapnap, Bad didn’t have a marker with him.
George laughs, “Join in Bad, You know you want to.” George held out the marker in his hands.
Bad stops and thinks for a second, Grabbing the marker off George’s hand; “Sure. If we clean it up afterwards.” Bad giggles.
Quackity couldn’t see his own face, Or what they drew on it. But they were all out of breath from laughing too much.
The Quackity in the video shifts, Causing them to panic and step backwards.
“Clean it up! Clean it up!” George exclaims, Throwing Bad a wet towel that they prepared.
After arguing the whole time, Bad finally scrubbed off everything on Quackity’s face. Leaving it squeaky clean. Unlucky for them, Quackity saw the video, But he wasn’t going to bring it up for the memes.
His alarm clock rings, Telling him to sleep; Nine fifty already? Time flies by quick.
He’ll check more of it tomorrow.