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Quentin // Adventure Time!

This is an old request. I've just been super behind on those but I'm almost done! Idek if these people are reading this anymore so I think I'm just going to delete the old ones anyway. Tbh I didn't really know what to do with this one so womp lmfao. This shits dumb ass hell just so you know.

Quentin groaned in exhaustion and plopped down next to me. "I really hate Freddy..."

I looked up from my book and ruffled his messy hair, "Hello to you too, my love. What's up?"

"That stupid burnt chicken nugget wouldn't leave me alone the entire match. Thankfully I escaped, but it took my team a really long time to do gens..." Quentin sighed and pulled me into an embrace. "S-sorry for complaining... I just- ugh."

I giggled and kissed his cheek, "It's okay, it's understandable. I mean he did come here with you... Everyone has a killer they came here with. It's stressful and just- well terrible... You try to move on, but then you see them again after everything that has happened."

He gave me an acknowledging hum and looked at me with a sweet smile.

"How about you and me go do something before one of us gets pulled into a trial? I know we can't really do much, but I don't want us to dwell on this depressing subject anymore."

"That sounds like a great idea! But..." I trailed off and averted my eyes, "I don't know what to do."

...

"Me neither..."

We both stared at each other.

"Wh-" I burst out into laughter and clutched Quentin's shirt. "We're so stupid!"

He joined in on the laughter and wiped away a tear from my cheek. "Maybe we can-" he took in a breath, "maybe we can just go walk around? Find something interesting to look at?"

"I don't know if we'll find anything interesting- OH!" A light bulb appeared above my head and I clapped my hands together. "Let's go to... The killers side..."

~~~

"Is this what they do all day...?" Quentin's eyebrow raised as he stared at the group of teenagers. The three members of the legion crowded around Frank and cheered him on as he shoved dirt into his mouth.

I stifled a laugh into Quentin's shoulder and shook my head, "What the hell- oh man I think he just got a worm in his mouth..." I gagged as Quentin snickered.

"Um, let's go find someone else to watch." Quentin grabbed my hand and we snuck around till we saw something interesting.

"Wait... What's Ghostface doing?" I pointed to a cabin window. There he was with his mask on. Nothing else.

(What da dawg doin?! Sorry...)

"Maybe we shouldn't look." Quentin covered my eyes and I felt us moving on.

We came to an abrupt stop and Quentin grumbled. I gently pulled his hand from eyes and peeked through the bush. It was Freddy drinking away and sobbing. I raised an eyebrow.

"NO ONE CARES ABOUT ME ANYMORE!!" He cried before sobbing into his arm.

"Um... There there... I'm sure you'll get buffed again." Wraith laughed nervously and tried looking around to see if any other killers would help out.

"E-even Quentin doesn't care about me anymore. He's not scared at all, he's just annoyed with me. All the survivors just hate me, t-they're not afraid of me." Freddy sniffled and took another swig of whatever alcoholic beverage he had in hand.

Wraith pursed his lips and sighed. He couldn't exactly say anything because Dwight's always terrified of everything. As if he heard my thoughts he opened his mouth to speak, "What about Dwi-"

"NOT EVEN DWIGHT!" Freddy sobbed uncontrollably into Wraiths chest, wiping all his snot on him. "Dw-Dwight t-bags me and calls me a piece of shit! Without stuttering too..."

Quentin and I shared a look of surprise. Who knew Dwight had it in him...

~~~

After that disturbing and life changing encounter with Freddy, Quentin told all the survivors back at camp.

David rolled his eyes and spoke up, "Why would we care? All the killers do is just kill us."

Quentin sighed and adjusted the beanie on his head, "The entity barely puts him into matches because of how shit he is. Let's just pretend to be afraid of him. I mean you should have seen how pathetic he looked, I felt kinda bad for him..."

All the survivors shared looks with each other and shrugged as one.

"I do not see any harm in it. Perhaps we don't have to die, just pretend to be scared." Felix suggested with a small smile.

"Do we get anything in return?" One survivor piped up.

"Uhh... Absolutely not. Maybe some extra excitement if you do get in a match with him?"

"Meh, whatever man." Meg shrugged.

Lmao idk man I just wanted to get something out there. I've had this as a draft for a long time. Sorry if it was shit, I really should write more often, I just get writers block a lot despite having all these ideas and plots. Putting things into words is hard man... I've also changed my username, I'm sure you've noticed by now! My original one was too close to what I use for everything and I think I'd die if my guy friends online found this shit 💀... Or anyone else for that matter. I might change it again bc this one is pretty dog shit. This wasn't edited so sorry if there's a dumb mistake in it!