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There was no stronger memory than the coldness of the pool waves against his body and the feeling of forgetting something very important.
Disoriented, and with only his name in the fog of his brain, that was how Quackity was returned to the outside world after hours? Days?
The strangers around him had said that he had been missing for months, but that seemed absurd to him, it was surely a collective joke against him.
Many people had spoken to him as soon as they saw him, in different tones of voice that denoted from concern to confusion, but he was the most confused, he was so disoriented, those people were mere blurry faces that seemed to know him.
He felt dizzy after so much interaction, so he went to a forest to breathe, think, and gather wood and food, as he had things to do to survive at least that night.
Between the meadow around him, the vastness of the sky, the shining sun, and the calm wind, there was a voice that called him "Quackity?" He had never heard his name being pronounced so softly by such a cute face.
Oh
why his heart—?
Then there was a warm hug, arms squeezing him, and the pleasant aroma of the other's body.
The man in front of him moved away a little after a minute, and Quackity could easily read him just by feeling the strength of the hands gripping his shoulders and the bitter expression on the face that was no longer smiling.
Don't go away, let me hug you again, don't look at me like that with so much pain'
"¡No sabes cuánto me preocupaste cabrón! Pinche idiota, ya te daba por muerto" The one with headband joked, hiding the trace of tears that were about to betray him.
"Cajita feliz" It was the only thing he could say
"¿Qué dices wey?"
"¿Eres cajita feliz verdad? Oye, acá entre compas, échame una mano ¿no? Quiero hacer mi casa pero la neta no se donde"
That triggered their journey, between biomes and monsters, just the two of them and the rest of the world could go to hell
The day faded quickly, between laughter, construction and food gathering, 'Cajita feliz' had been the best company, it had been so long since he felt a warmth that made him forget, forget everything bad and the world in general.
But it all had to end, right?
They were both inside the wooden house when night peeked through the simple window and Roier stopped when he noticed it.
"Bueno wey, te dejo, tengo que volver a mi casa con Richas y Cellbit que me están esperando seguramente"
There was a heaviness in his chest and broken fragments of his illusions.
"¿Que?"
"Mi hijo y mi esposo me están esperando"
Pain was what followed, the overwhelming loneliness he thought he had been freed from returned.
"¡No! Quedate...Solo esta noche Cajita" Quackity placed a yellow bed next to his purple one, a bed he had crafted specifically for Cajita, because he had to stay by his side from today and forever. "Quédate, y mañana vayamos a minar y conseguir hierro"
He didn't want the coldness of the night and the painful loneliness to come back again, he just wanted to be happy. Was it so difficult?
"Quackity yo–" Quackity didn't let him continue, he walked towards him and held his hands in a desperate attempt to prevent him from leaving.
"No te vayas, no quiero quedarme solo otra vez..." His broken voice was painful enough to convince Roier, he couldn't leave his friend alone, in that state and miles of blocks from the spawn.
That night Quackity could barely sleep, because the happiness in his being was so great and only grew when he saw the placid face of the man of his dreams in his arms and under his sheets.