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Quackity had first taken in the two boys after Doomsday. They all moved out to Snowchestire then that was set ablaze and they moved into a forest area. After finally taking down Dream and forcing him into extensive therapy to figure out his problems and help him, things calmed down for a bit.
Tommy and Tubbo were enjoying themselves and healing. They weren’t scared of the two powerhouses of the server that had traumatized them anymore. They had a chance to simply be kids and pull pranks and they did. Their laughter once again became one of the warmest things on the SMP. Everyone lived for it. Everyone loved it.
Almost all of the adults on the server had a moment with the boys where they apologized for dragging them to war. For hurting them in what seemed to make them beyond repair. They grieved the loss of a childhood behind closed doors. These were war veterans, ex presidents, and those made of resistance. They didn’t want pity, they wanted to move on.
And Ghostbur did. Fundy was safe, Tommy and Tubbo were safe, Techno was safe. That’s all that mattered. His family was okay, or at least they will be. L’Manberg was always about being able to move on from hardships for the sake of happiness. And everyone was happy. So with one blue crystal and wool that magically appeared in everyone's ender chest, he was gone.
Quackity loved spending time with his boys after everything they had been through. He loved hearing their stories or before, during, and after. He loved knowing that they were getting better and that he was helping them. He loved them so much. He knew they were no longer afraid.
He wished he could say the same. He was still scared of fireworks. Didn’t like too much of the color red. He never smiled with his teeth. He didn’t go to the sewers anymore, nor did he go near cold places. He was still afraid. Knowing that he needed to get over this fear, that he couldn’t keep letting this weigh him down, he called up Technoblade and spoke to him for the first time in years.
He remembers that call very well.
“Uh, hullo?” Techno’s voice rang through the other side. It was late and the boys were already asleep. He needed to do this, do it on his time and his field. Techno wasn’t some scary ruthless god, he was a person. To prove that to himself he asked him questions that would make him seem more human.
“What’s your favorite color?” Was the first thing he blurted out. He heard a grunt from the other line. “Please don’t hang up, please. Just- I’ll make it up to you, just don’t hang up.”
There was a long pause and Quackity was just about to check if he had hung up. “Green, yellow, and red.” Another pause. “Yours?”
“Oh, uh,” he hadn’t expected Techno to ask him the questions back. “I like blue, and purple.”
They talked like that all night. Back and forth with basic get to know you questions. When they finally got off the phone Quackity felt better. He felt contempt, and secure now that all his fears felt irrational and disproven.
They set a date to talk in person a few weeks later and things only bloomed from there. They got a lot closer and absolutely adored being around each other and being together.
They had been doing this for almost three months when someone new enters the fray. By pure coincidence and being at the right time and right place Quackity also started to grow close with Dream. Now Quackity was spending his days filled with laughter and love, always being found with Tommy and Tubbo, or Techno, or Dream.
Though there is something to be said about getting the two most competitive people on the server to fall in love with you. There's even more to say when you get them to spend time with each other and they fall for one another. It was all three of them now, being found walking the length of the server. Going around and being spotted at dinners together. As far as anyone could tell, they were just friends hanging out, but they knew.
They never gave it a name, or pushed a label. They enjoyed each other's company and that all that mattered. Quackity never told anyone, even Tommy and Tubbo, that they were together. He didn’t know how the kids would react to him being with them, so to the boys they were just friends. Sometimes Techno and Dream came over to the house, but the boys would make themselves scarce when this happened.
Quackity wished the four could stop dancing around each other so he devised a plan.
“Huh?” Techno’s voice was laced with confusion.
“I said, I’m going to go visit my home town for a few days and I need you two to watch the boys.” Quackity responded with a smile.
“Why do we have to watch them? Not that I have a problem with it, but they can take care of themselves can’t they?” Dream asks.
“Sure they can take care of themselves, but they shouldn’t have too.” Quackity states as he walks to the door of Techno’s cottage. “Besides, those kids would forget to eat if I didn’t cook for them.”
Dream and Techno looked at each other. They knew the boys were better now, and didn’t look at them the way they used to, but they still felt werry about being alone with them. Dream gave a subtle nod to Techno, if Quackity wanted them to try with his kids they might as well give it a shot.
“Sure, we’ll watch ‘em.” Techno tells him. “Do they know? When are you leaving?”
Quackity had the largest grin spread on his face. “Yeah they know! Come by my house tomorrow and maybe you can see me off!” With that he was out the door.
Dream and Techno looked at each other, god they hope they're prepared for whatever will happen tomorrow.
Spoiler alert, they weren’t.