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Multi was in his CNE office, looking through some documents and logs, analyzing and comparing information.
Everything has been stressful lately. For everyone. The federation has been more controlling than before. The Dark Federation was growing in power, thanks to their “minions” like Ewron and Foolish. They've become more powerful in the overworld.
They have just lately saved Katie from Dark Cucurucho, after Ewrons told the Dark workers that she was a double agent.
While Multi was always anxious and paranoid, recently it has spiked even more.
On top of the feds conflict, there was another thing to be concerned about.
Everyone wanting to kill Nacho.
Multi went back in his mind to that absurd mission He and Ewron had gotten. With Foolishes temple.
They are seriously, kurwa, idiotic sometimes. He thought, sorting the papers absent-mindedly. It was a perfect occasion for that bitch to hurt Nacho.
Then suddenly his watch beeped with a message.
“Huh” He went out his mind-trance and looked at the green, flickering light.
“Dr. Multi, someone is seen at the entrance to CNE reactor. Proceed to the cameras immediately.” a voice said as he clicked the button.
He frowned and went to his computer to see. He picked he camera, that was right in front the decontamination entrance and saw a familiar figure. It was the golden winged boy, who was dear to him.
“Quackity?” Multi said under his breath. Without a second thought, he pressed the opening to the door and let Quackity inside.
Multi left whatever he was doing earlier and made his way towards the visitor.
“Multi, Multi, oh my God, you’re okay” Quackity moved quickly to him and grabbed him by the shoulders, panting.
“Did you run here?” Multi helped him steady himself.
“Maybe…”
“Oh my God”
“I need to talk to you”
“I figured. About what?”
“Can we go to a more private spot?” He looked around, knowing that people like Tomate like to randomly come here.
“Sure?”
Multi led him to the back rooms of the CNE office to the lab.
“is there a more private spot in this cave of yours?” Quackity asked half sarcastically.
Multi just sighed shortly and continued through various halls, some well hidden, until they ended up in the scientist’s bedroom, a place hardly anyone knows. But he trusts Quackity with his whole life.
“So what did you want to talk to me about?” He closed the door and leaned against it.
The winged boy looked around the room, taking in the rough, greyish black walls, bookshelf, one nightstand and a single mattress
“This is your room? It really captures your character.” He crossed his arms, joking and trying to ease the tension in the space between them.
"Yea, now get to the point, please”
Quackity sighed and closed his eyes for a second.
“Do you remember when we talked after i came back from that fucked up simulation prison the feds kept me in?”
“yes…” Multi glanced away, before schooling his expression .”what about it?”
"And do you remember when we talked about…” He looked everywhere, but his…friend. “...escaping the island together?”
Multi was taken aback. “oh uh, um yes. yes, i remember that.”
“Good. So you know how the whole situation with the federation and dark federation is… its worse that how it ever was. War is coming. I know that you work with the feds, and you know that i, not from my own will, work with the dark feds. We’re on opposite sides of the conflict. If they find out we” he pointed at himself and Multi. “technically work together, they’d kill us both.”
“Yes, i’ve already thought of that” Multi nodded along.
“Right, of course you have.”
“Every meeting puts us in great danger, Quack”
“I know, I know”
Quackity, groaned rubbing his hands over his eyes. Why does everything have to be so complicated.
“Multi.”
“hm?”
“Would you” he looked up into he scientist’s blueish green eyes “consider that? The escape.”
Multi stayed silent, thinking, analyzing.
“We could be free. Together. On an island far away from all this bullshit happening here.”
“Quackity-” he sighed,running a hand through his dreads, but got cut off.
“I know, that i’ve said that I’m willing to die in order to kill that fucker Cucurucho, but now when i think about it, I’m not. i have stuff i care about too much” he glanced away once more “i certainly have people i care about too much”
Multi’s face twitched. “They would look for us and kill us” he stepped closer to him.
“Not if we fake our deaths”
“Fake our deaths? What if they have put some, kurwa, tracker in you when you were in prison” He said anxiously.
“Then check me” Quack blurted out.
“What?” Multi looked a him confused.
“You heard me.” He folded his arms over his chest, the small wings by his ears flapping gently. “Check me. With some of your scientist things or whatever”
“Quackity, i cant-”
“Multi, I am immune to the radiation”
“I don’t want to hurt you”
“You won’t hurt me”
As Quackity stepped closer, Multi looked away again, head twitching. How could he ask such questions? What if something happens? What if he gets hurt? What if he won’t forgive me if that happens? What if he dies? What if i lose him? What if-
“Multi, are you even listening to me?” His voice pulled the Pole out of his overthinking spiral.
“Of course. I seriously think this isn’t a good idea” He walked up to the bookshelf, looking anywhere, but at his friend.
“Why?”
“It’s dangerous” Multi’s eyes started to glow more green with every second.
“Dangerous how exactly?”
“You could die!” He suddenly turned around, his eyes now fully glowing neon green.
“What the fuck happened to your eyes?” Quackity flinched. He’s seen Multi with eyes like that, but never that clear and close.
Multi’s breath was shaky, his eyes eventually going back to normal. He looked down at his trembling hands and then at the Mexican.
“Sorry, forgive me.” He straightened his posture and cleared his throat. “I’m just…” He sighed once again tonight, looking how to put it into words. ”I’m scared, Quackity.”
“Scared?” Quackity frowned and looked at his friend with disorientation, because how was the scary, Polish scientist, that works with uranium, scared. It was just strange.
“Yes. I am scared. What if you get hurt or die? I’ve already extracted your DNA once, it may be dangerous if we do anything else.”
“Multi”
“Quackity, I love- uh- care about you.” He stuttered, which was weird. He does sutter sometimes while speaking English, but this was different, and Quackity could feel that.”I can’t lose you. Not now. Not ever. You’re the only person truly I trust on this fuckass island. I told you once that if you betray me I will kill myself. If I lose you I’d probably do the same. I’m not joking around. It might be toxic, but so is this whole world.” Multi kept direct eye contact, his irises were now back to their normal shade of blue, only they were now slightly shiny. “You really want to do this?”
“Yes…” Quackity only could say one word and nod after such a confession from one of the most closed people on earth.
“Then let’s do it, but we need a plan”