As a 3 year old slime, never knew what his parents did at night, he knew that they fought alot but he never really thought about it, he always stayed with his Aunt on the weekends or wen his mom got so hungover she could barely walk, he thought they'd love him forever, until the night terrors came
He had horrible dreams about his mom all the time, but no one believed him because of how old he was but, his dad got him back after a long day in court
They moved to las navatas and wen slime turned 10 his dad died in a war, he was walking around like he normally did wen he bumped into someone " omg are you ok little one?" He looked up and saw a man in a beanie, he stood up and looked at him " who are you?" The man chuckled" oh sorry, I'm quackity ! And you are " " slime! But people call me Charlie!" Slime then grabbed him by his pants and tugged " I'ma bit lost mr.quack sir "
Quackity picked him up " where's your parents?" Slime looked down" i-i don't have any " quackity felt sorry for the little guy" ok um how about you come live with me in this big casino ? Sound good?" Slime looked at him" yea!!! I've never been quack from las navatas!!"
Quackity knew this little guy was his everything
