Not all story's end in happy endings.

~please dont be disappointed~

TW: mentions of rape
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Quackity POV:

I worry about Fundy sometimes. So the fact he had something to tell us, was scary.

For your information, he never asks someone for help or tells someone something personal, and when he does? It's bad. Really. Bad. Like he's being threatened bad. I don't even think he'd tell us that even.

So you bet when I heard those words, I panicked. Schlatt? Calm. Why? Cause he thinks it'll be something like: he dropped something, he needs help cleaning something or Tommy or Tubbo did something.

But the fact he said 'don't do anything about this or be mad' scares me. And a lot.

"So? What is it?" I finally spoke up.

He sighed. "It's about Wilbur."

Schlatt interrupted, "what did he do and how can I kill him."

"Dad."

"Ok ok Fine. I'll slightly skin him."

"SLIGHTLY?!"

"Ok ok! No one's getting skinned."

"Thank god."  I laughed. "Ok so, uh."

Wait. Oh no. Don't tell m-

"Wilbur raped me. Twice."

.....There it is. I hugged him, I didn't say anything. Just hugged him.

Schlatt stood there, shocked. "Why would I be disappointed in you?" I said as I pulled away from the hug.

"Cause I let him or something, I don't know."

"Well, at least your not alone."

"I guess." Schlatt eventually hugged Fundy and pulled away in tears. "I swear on my life, he's gonna be in our basement as a punching bag." He said, I giggled and hugged them both.

Fundy was something else. He was a teen, sure, and that most of the times makes people think he's irresponsible. Which is sometimes true. But most of the time he's an amazing kid.

He left the room and I looked at Schlatt, who was, crying? I've never seen him cry.

I hugged him and kissed his cheek. Well I would if I could reach it.

(Short ass)

He laughed at the attempt to kiss him and bent down.

I kissed his cheek and he just put his lips on mine, not kissing me just keeping them there.

I felt, comfort. Every time I was with him. Even just in the same room. We didn't have to be next to each other, he could be on the complete other side, and I could feel safe and comfort. But the moment he leaves, I feel so sad and like I'm gonna get jumped or something.

I love him.

I really do.

And nothing could change that.

Not in a million years.

.....

Not ever.

Not now.

Never.

........

Wake up

He loves you.

Impossible!!!!! He's always hated me!

Or has he?
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