Not all story's end in happy endings.

~𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝~

Things to keep in mind:
Usually I would just kick off with the story but I would like to say that this is MY AU. It does NOT follow the original dream SMP lore.
ON WITH THE STORY!
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Fundy POV:

It was a great day! I had completed all of my tasks and had free time for the rest of the day. Guess I could visit my dad, but he's probably drunk. So not a good idea, but I haven't in like- 2 weeks he probably thinks I'm dead by now.

Yea imma go say hi.

I went to the kitchen to grab some water just in case he is drunk. It's not like I'm not drunk. I mean, when am I ever sober? But he can get dangerous if he's too drunk. So off I go, I open the door the the basement and start walking down.

Yup, sober? Huh. Must have been a good day. "Hey dad!"

He turned his head "Fundy!" Yea sure, I was Schlatts son, but who does that concern? Not me that's for sure.

"So, how was work?" He made a place on the couch for me to sit next to him, it was like ghostbur but not at the same time.. he actually understood what it ment to be sad. He was a ghost. He was. I just imagined he wasn't, that he was still here..

That he didn't die. That something changed to keep him here, I miss him being alive, so I could hug him without my arms going through his torso. I know big Q misses him, he just won't admit it. He has Wilbur but I highly doubt they love each other and that Wilburs just with him for the sex.

I could be wrong. But it feels like it. Quackity and Schlatt felt like they completed each other.. sure they argued a lot. But something gave me the feeling that they loved each other..

"Hello? You there still?" Oh I was day dreaming again.. "yeah! I'm fine! Sorry about that.."

"It's fine! I doze off too sometimes." God why is he so, happy? "You seem happier then usual"

"Hm? Oh yea! Dream said he might revive me soon!"

I honestly spat out my drink. "W-what?! Are- are you being serious or just pulling my leg..?" He laughed a bit. "I'm not joking! I might be back!" I felt tears drip down my face. I wiped them away almost immediately. "Hey, hey don't cry my little fox boy..!"

"Sorry- Sorry dad.. I'm just happy, I might have to go now tho, I have my night club shift now."

"Oh, ok! Bye!"

I got up and left. I always give him food and water, it's not like I'd let my own dad starve!! I shut the door behind me and walked over to Qs office. I slowly opens the door. "Hey Q? I was wondering if Sam could cover my shift today?" I asked hoping he'd say yes. "Hm. Fine. But only for today-"
"Ok ok yea yea thanks bye! I shut the door before he could finish his sentence.

Quackity POV:

He slammed the door, leaving my sentence unfinished. Oh well it's not my concern, probably just had a long day and is happy to finally get it over with. It's nothing. Don't overthink it Quackity. No. I said don't. AAAAAA. Fuck. Welp.

I got up, it was 7:45 pm anyways. "Hello babe!" It was Wilbur. Of course now. Just when I wanna relax. "Hello Snowflake."

God. I miss just sleeping and Schlatt doing like 56% of the work for me. Oh well. These are the "new" days. And I fucking hate them. I miss being in his big strong arms.. I miss fluffing up his hair as I sit on his lap during movie night. I miss those days. The days where he wasn't dead. The days I didn't date assholes.

Or better yet the days where Wilbur wasn't my fiancé. I can see through the lies of I love you ducky I know he doesn't. But it is what it is. "You there ducky?"

Ah yes. I was day dreaming about being in Schlatts arms again. "Hm? Yea I am." Ok well I was just gonna say that I'm gonna be at Ava's for a bit.."

"Oh.. ok.."

"Like maybe 4-5 weeks or so.."

I had literally just had a shitty day and now your making it worse by letting me know oh yea I'm just gonna go cheat on you with the girl I just divorced because of abusive reasons. That's all I heard.

He hugged me, grabbed his stuff and left. Finally. Quite. "QUACKITY!"
Oh my god Sam. "What."
"I know you most definitely don't wanna hear this, but Schlatts alive."

I looked at him in disbelief. It can't be possible, right? "No there's no way. Your pulling my leg."

"That's what I told Fundy."

I stood up. If Fundy said he was alive it was true. "So now you believe it?"

"Fundy never speaks in lies." I answered him. "HE SO DOES."

I looked at him. "Don't fucking start this Sam." I ran downstairs. And bless my soul it really is him. I stood there for a while, confused. I ate his heart, how is this possible..? "Quackity! My feathers!" I felt happy again. It is him. He was the only one who called me that. 

"I-it is you.. h-how?"

"I have no idea! But here I am!"

I ran into his arms. Almost knocking him over. Finally. He's back. "Hey hey hey, it's ok.."

Oh shit. I'm tearing up, aren't I? Yea. I am. Great. Emotions. I hate them. But not if it's because of him. "I'm back now"

"I know it's just- i-it's just been so long..!"

"Yea I know.."

I couldn't tell if we were still a thing but I immediately took his arms and lead him to my office, shutting to door behind us.