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Yearning For Home

Chapter 14: When Ducks Fly High

Summary:

Quackity really hoped his second college party would go better than his first.
It did not. Far from it

Notes:

The titel of this chapter is a pun :]

Hey guys.

So I have a really long chapter for you guys today.
A lot of you requested Quackity drunk calling Sapnap and Karl, and I hope this will satisfy that wish, even if Quackity isn't drunk.
And we are getting some more moments with the Las Nevadas crew, and confirming a few things you properly already knew.

Also I wanna say that, this chapter contains weed. I do not have any personal experiance with it and I don't wanna promote it. the protrail of it in this chapter is based off second hand infomation and google research.
And if you do use or smoke weed, please stay safe.

This was purely written for the sake of comedy.

With that now stated, enjoy!

Chapter Warning : accitental self drugging, edibales, and minor anxiety.

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Quackity really hoped his second college party would go better than his first.

It did not.

It all started out fine.

He had been invited to a chill hangout by Sam. Apparently Sam's boyfriend was having a movie night at his apartment across town. It was just gonna be a small party, a small get together, what could go wrong?

So that's how Quackity found himself in the hallway of a stranger’s apartment. Struggling to get his jacket off with five other people trying to do the same.

"Can I feed the fishies?” Charlie asked Sam loudly, already running out of the hallway to give the others space. With more space, Quackity kicked his shoes off and placed them neatly by the wall where the coats hung.

He walked out of the hallway, leaving Fundy to struggle with his shoelaces. It was a small first floor apartment. Quackity had a clear view over the living room, a big cream couch standing in the middle of it and taking up most of the space.

There were a few people already here. Quackity could see through a glassdoor some people were smoking outside in a small garden.

"Sure Slime, but don’t drop the lid this time” a stranger's voice spoke up and Quackity looked over and into a small kitchen to see Sam kiss a short tan guy with bleached hair.

"Hey Ponky” Sam smiled as he pulled back.
"I better check Charlie isn’t over feeding the fishes again” Sam said and the guy let go of him.

"I’ll drop the snacks on the counter” Foolish said and walked past Quackity and dropped some bags of chips they had picked up on the small kitchen island.

"Ay, you ain’t getting out of kissing me, get back here” the guy grabbed Foolish by the neck of his shirt and pulled Foolish practically half way down and kissed him.

Quackity felt a bit flustered to just stand there and intrude on them like that. And at the same time, he felt like he couldn’t look away. He had just seen that guy kiss Sam, and now he was practically about to french kiss Foolish right after.

"Better now?” Foolish chuckled as he pulled back from the kiss.

“Very~” the guy grinned as he let go of the tall man he just kissed.

Foolish smiled down at the guy before he noticed Quackity looking at them.
“Oh, Quackity, this is Ponk, my boyfriend. Ponk, this is Quackity, the new member of the poker club” Foolish introduced them as he grabbed a bowl from a cabinet and started to pour bags of chips into it.

“Oh, the guy that doesn’t know how to play and still beat your asses?” Ponk teased.

“… Yes” Foolish blushed slightly as he tried to mix the chips and carried it out into the living room.

“Nice to meet you dude” Ponk said and opened the fridge to grab a green ceramic plate with brownies on it.

“Nice to meet you too” Quackity said on autopilot, still not sure what exactly he had just discovered.

“Wait, you’re dating both Sam and Foolish?” Quackity asked as soon as it finally seemed to hit him.
“And they’re dating each other too?” Quackity looked over at Sam chatting with Foolish by the couch.

“Yeah, we’re poly. Got a problem with that?” Ponk asked, an edge to his voice and a sharp glare in his eyes as he closed the fridge door.

“Huh? Oh no” Quackity said quickly while shaking his head.
“Sorry I didn’t mean to say it like that, let me start over. I’m poly too, I’m just kinda surprised” Quackity shrugged his shoulders.

“I’ve never met anyone else whose poly” Quackity blushed slightly with embarrassment.

“Oh” Ponk‘s mood lighten just as quickly as it had soured.
“Boyfriend or girlfriend? or are you between partners?” He then asked.

“Two boyfriends, they’re back home in California though” Quackity said with a smile.

“Oh cool, you got pics?” Ponk asked and put down the plate of brownies.

“You wanna see a picture?” Quackity asked surprised.

“Of course, you’ve seen my hunks of meat, now show me yours” Ponk chuckled as he leaned back against the counter.

Quackity couldn’t have fought back the smile on his face even if he wanted to.
“Okay sure” he said and pulled out his phone. He went onto his Instagram and chose a photo to show.

The graduation photo was a really good one.

It had been taken on the football field by the bleachers. Sapnap was lifting Quackity off the ground, Karl having his arms swung around them to stop them from falling. They were wearing their black robes, high school diplomas in their hands.

All of them were laughing, so happy to be in that moment.

Quackity turned his phone around to show Ponk.

He whistled and smiled,
“You’ve got a type for tall guys I see” he chuckled.

Quackity chuckled along and blushed even further.
“I like my boys tall and dumb” he joked with a shrug.

“What are they studying?” Ponk asked.

“Karl is at art school, and Sapnap wants to be a programmer” Quackity said and pointed at the screen when he said their names.

“Doesn’t sound like they’re dumb if I’m honest” Ponk chuckled.

“They’re not dumb like ‘two plus two is five’. they’re dumb as in, they’d send me expensive legosets if I’m mad at them dumb” Quackity tried to explain.

“Ah, so they’re cute dumb” Ponk smiled and looked to Foolish,
“I see the appeal in that”.

"How did you meet?” Ponk then asked.

"Oh me and Sapnap met when we were like six years old. We live a few houses from each other. Karl and I went to summer camp together when we were nine. Then Karl started in our school, and the rest is history” Quackity smiled.

"Awww childhood sweethearts, that's so sweet” Ponk said and then turned to yell over his shoulder,
"Sam! why aren’t we childhood sweethearts? that cute as fuck” Ponk asked.

"We lived in different states as kids, Ponky” Sam answered from across the apartment.

"Oh yeah” Ponk shrugged.

"How did you, Foolish and Sam meet?” Quackity asked.

"Oh funny story” Ponk said and held up his left hand, showing him a black metallic prosthetic hand.
"I was in a car crash with Sam when I was sixteen. Something broke in Sam's car, making him lose control and then he ran me off the road” Ponk started, laughing at the way Quackity paled slightly.

"He felt so guilty, he tried everything to make it up to me. We ended up hanging out a lot and then I asked him out. Then last year, me and Sam were on a break, because college is hard and we agreed to pick it up again once we got settled into it. But then Sam met Foolish, and I thought Foolish was cute, and yada yada. We hooked up and we’ve been a poly couple ever since” Ponk shrugged as he rushed through the rest of the story.

"Okay wow. I did not expect that” Quackity admitted, and Ponk laughed.

"I love telling people that story, sorry” Ponk smiled and grabbed a soda.
“It’s hilarious how uncomfortable people get at the whole ‘arm thing” he said as he cracked it open.

“Yeah, sorry, I didn’t mean to stare either” Quackity said.

“It’s cool. Again, I find it funny” Ponk took a sip.

Then they heard a splash and Sam’s voice call.
“Ponk, can you grab a towel? Charlie dropped the fish food again”.

Ponk sighed and grabbed the kitchen towel.
“Anyway, enjoy the party, and take whatever you’d like, we have plenty of snacks” Ponk smiled before disappearing out of the kitchen.

“Thanks, and I will” Quackity said and turned to look at the snacks on the table. A few cans of soda had been put out on the small kitchen island, the opened bags of chips was still laying abandoned from when Foolish made the chips bowl.

And then of course the brownies.

That stood right in front of him in all their glory.

Quackity looked down at the plate of brownies, smiling as he grabbed one off the green plate in front of him.

Biting into the chocolate treat, Quackity thought it had a bit of a weird aftertaste, but he didn’t think too much of it. Quackity didn't really like walnuts, so maybe that was the difference. Quackity looked over to look through the drinks for a soda before going to join the rest of the party, taking another bite of his brownie, practically half way done with it already.

“Hey Quackity” Sam’s voice drew his attention. But when he turned to look at Sam holding a now wet towel. He was greeted with a smile a bit too wide for Quackity’s comfort.

“Just a quick question. You’re not on any medication, right?” Sam asked, glancing down at the brownie in Quackity’s hand quickly.

Quackity frowned as he looked at Sam concerned.
“That is a very personal question, um” Quackity shifted a bit on his feet.

“I know, but it’s important,” Sam apologized.

“I’m not on anything like, regularly. I do have some medication against anxiety” Quackity said.

“When’s the last time you took one of those?” Sam asked further.

“Why are you asking me this?” Quackity asked, feeling uncomfortable about being asked about his very private medical history.

“I’ll tell you in a moment” Sam promised, putting the wet towel down.

Quackity sighed.
“Like a week ago I think? I don’t take them often. Why do you ask?”

“Okay so, Quackity” Sam claps his hands together.
“Have you ever been high before?” he asked.

It went quiet between them for a moment, Quackity and Sam just staring at each other.

"Sam. Why are you asking me all this?” Quackity asked again very slowly. He looked down at the brownie in his hand.
"Oh my fucking god, is there pot in this?” Quackity started to panic.

"Yes, I should have told you that there's edibles before we came here” Sam said, trying to keep Quackity calm.

"Sam, what do I do? Sam, I'm freaking out” Quackity put the half eaten brownie down.

"Okay, relax. Just take a deep breath” Sam said and took Quackity’s hands in his own.
"Do you have an intolerance to marijuana?” Sam asked.

"No, I don’t think so” Quackity said, trying not to panic.

"Okay good. Then there's nothing to worry about. No one has ever died from eating a pot brownie” Sam reassured him.
"Lets just relax, sit on the couch, watch some cartoons?” Sam suggested as he started leading Quackity towards the couch.

“Okay. Yeah, I can do that” Quackity said and sat down. The tv was already on, showing off Cartoon Network at a low volume. Sam grabbed the remote and turned it up a bit.

“I’m gonna go tell Ponk and Foolish what happened, okay?. If you need anything, just call or ask someone to get me. Alright?” Sam asked.

Quackity just nodded and took a deep breath.
“Yeah, call or ask for you. I got it” he said. Sam nodded and left to find his boyfriends.

Quackity tried his best to actually relax, but his entire body felt stiff as he watched an old Ed, Edd and Eddy episode.

All he could think about was all the times his mom had said to never do drugs, about his uncles who once got caught with it and almost ruined their futures, and about all the documentaries about drugs and discrimination.

Quackity took a shaking breath.
“Everything is cool. It’s just an edible, no one dies from that” Quackity repeated Sam's words.
“Nothing is gonna happen, if I just watch the tv and sit still. It’ll pass” he said and leaned back into the couch.

Quackity doesn’t know a whole lot about weed, and he’s not quite sure if when or how the high was gonna hit him.

But as one cartoon episode ended and another started, Quackity found his body had gone completely soft, head resting against the top of the cushions as he laughed at the dumb kids jokes.

His mouth felt dry, like he had swallowed a whole bag of cotton, but he just couldn’t get himself to stand up.

He could sense there were other people in the room, but he was unable to register anything going on outside his little bubble.

“Hey Big Q”.

Quackity tilted his head to the left and looked up at Fundy leaning over the back of the couch.

“How are you doing?” He asked.

“I don’t know” Quackity said slowly and blinked.
“I’m watching cartoons” Quackity giggled slightly.

“Yeah? I see that” Fundy chuckled.
“Sam said you accidentally ate a pot brownie. How do you feel?” Fundy asked.

“Pretty good” Quackity nodded.
“I feel pretty good actually. I was scared before, but I feel so good right now. And hungry” Quackity noted.

“Yeah? That’s good” Fundy nodded along with him.

“Yeah, it is” Quackity chuckled and sank further into the couch pillows.
“This couch is so comfortable, and everything feels so… significant” Quackity tried to explain, rubbing his hands over the fabric of the couch.

“Okay yeah, you are definitely high” Fundy said.
“Do you want a soda?” He offered.

“Yeah. I’d like that” Quackity said.

“Cool, which kind?” Fundy asked and stood up straight.

Quackity blinked a bit.
“Purple” Quackity answered as he stopped moving his hands.

“I’ll see if they have that” Fundy said, trying not to laugh at how high Quackity had clearly gotten.

And just as Fundy had entered Quackity’s field of existence, he had left it. Quackity didn’t think he had a grasp of time anymore, the only thing that held any meaning for him right now was the cartoons on the tv.

At some point a soda appeared in his hand.

He giggled slightly as he opened it and felt the bubbles on his tongue pop like small explosions. He turned his attention back to the tv to see a new show had started.

At some point, the soda was not enough anymore.

Quackity was getting the munchies, and they could not be satisfied by grape soda alone.

Quackity managed to stand up and waddle his way back into the kitchen. He knew there were other people around him, but if they weren’t in his field of vision he honestly didn’t care. He stumbled over to the counter, soda and bowls of chips standing out for everyone to take from.

But in Quackity’s quest for something to clench his munchies, he found the plate of brownies again. Getting charmed by the fudgy edges and enchanted by how chewy it looked.

He grabbed a piece and started to eat it, savoring the sweet taste in his mouth. He could practically imagine the chocolate melting on his tongue.

God these brownies were good.

But not as good as Bad’s brownies.

Quackity should give Bad a call, ask if he could bake some brownies for him. And Quackity would definitely eat the whole tray on his own.

“Quackity, what are you eating?” Sam asked from next to him. Quackity looked up at him and then at his hand holding the brownie.

“Brownie cake” Quackity giggled slightly.

“Oh dear” Sam sighed and pulled the green plate of brownies over the counter and away from Quackity.

“Remember Big Q, green brownies are the pot brownies” Sam reminded him.

“Oooohhh” Quackity nodded and looked at the cake piece in his hand again before taking another bite.

“Quackity” Sam said with a chuckle and a sigh.

“I’m hungry” Quackity whined through a mouth full of chocolate goods before stuffing the last of it into his mouth.

“Okay. Q, what’s your favorite chips?” Sam then asked and Quackity had to stop for a moment, feeling like a computer trying to process a lag in his brain.

“Uuuhhh cheese puffs” Quackity then answered.

“Good” Sam gave him a nod and turned around, opening one of the cabinets and Quackity’s eyes slowly started to travel from Sam’s shoulders and towards the small lemon tree on Ponk’s floor by the kitchen counter.

“Here you go” Sam then said as he dropped an orange chips bag in Quackity’s hands, opened them for him and smiled.
“These are much better right now, trust me” Sam smiled to him.

Quackity nodded again,
“Thank you Sam” he said and went to go find his next entertaining view. Quackity stuffed three cheese puffs into his mouth at a time, the cheesy flavor soon overpowering the chocolate.

He stumbled through the living room and soon found himself staring into an aquarium in the corner, watching a tiny chest open and close to blow out bubbles. Quackity giggled as he saw a fish swim through the bubbles. There was a tiny blue fish and two larger goldfish in the tank, and a fourth, but that one was creepy. It kept sucking against the glass of the aquarium and Quackity preferred the other fish over that one.

Quackity sat down on the floor right in front of the aquarium, the cheese puff bag planted in his lap as he stared at the fishes. He tried to offer one of the cheese puffs to one of the goldfish, but it seemed uninterested.

Quackity had no idea how long watched the chest open and close for, but it was still as amusing as the first time.

“Hey Quackity the law major” Charlie’s voice suddenly came from next to him.
Quackity turned to look up at him with a smile, seeing Charlie sitting next to him with the same goofy smile Quackity had grown to love.
“Charlie, hey man” he giggled.

Charlie looked at the the aquarium in front of them,
“What show are you watching?” He asked.

“Fish family. The blue fish is the baby, and the two bigger fishes are the parents, but I think one of them cheated, cause why is the baby blue then?” Quackity pointed at the fishes before eating more of the cheese puffs.

“Ooooh you got a point” Charlie nodded and squinted his eyes.
“Maybe he’s adopted?” Charlie chuckled.

“Hey Ponk, is your blue fish adopted?” Charlie turned his head and called across the room to where Ponk was sitting, apparently watching them from the couch.

“They’re all adopted, Slime” Ponk said and took a sip of his soda.

“Oh my god, they’re found family” Quackity gasped as he turned to Charlie again.

The next that ensued were the world's worst voice acting, as Charlie and Quackity made their own little dramatic tale of the little fish family. They lost the plot line multiple times, going from an affair, a police chase, a day care and then now the fishes were in a disco.

Quackity was pretty convinced that his bag of chips were endless, cause whenever he thought he was about to reach the bottom of the bag, there would just be a new bag in his hands.

He didn’t really realize he had run out of cheese puffs long ago and was chewing down barbecue chips now.

“Charlie” Quackity whined suddenly to break the scene.
“I feel hot” he started to mess with his sweatshirt.

“Can we go outside?” Quackity asked as the bag of chips fell off his lap.

"Sure thing, Quackity the law major” Charlie smiled and got up, offering Quackity his hand, Quackity grabbing it and getting up on his feet.

Charlie opened the glass door to the small garden. There was a small bricked terrace right outside the door, a few weeds poking out from the cracks. There was a small old table and three folding chairs filling up the entire space.

But Quackity completely ignored the free seats and walked out onto the grass and sat down, feeling so much better out in the cool March air. The snow had long since melted, but it was still nowhere near warm enough to be outside without a jacket.

Quackity folded his arms around himself, hiding his hands in his sweater sleeves. Charlie sat down next to him, moving a blanket over their shoulders so they could huddle together for warmth.

“Hey Charlie?” Quackity asked.
“Why did you choose to be an athletics major? What can you use a degree like that for?” Quackity asked genuinely.

“I don’t know,” Charlie shrugged.

“Then why choose it?” Quackity asked again.

“I really like excitement,” Charlie smiled.
"If it was possible, I would want to be launched at high speed and just move like a parkour missile over rooftops” Charlie said, shooting his hand out like he was making karate moves.

"You’re so weird, Charlie” Quackity giggled, falling sideways and further into Charlie's personal space.
"And I fucking love you for it” he leaned back against Charlies chest, he moved Charlies arms in front of him so he could mess with them, running his own hands up and down Charlie’s arms and comparing their hand sizes.

“Would you still be my friend if I was a ball of slime?” Charlie asked, letting Quackity’s hands roam his own.

“Bro, yes. I would get you a little enclosure to make sure you were safe, and I’d feed you all the cheese puffs. And when we go out, you could sit on my shoulder” Quackity nodded, his hands moving up and down Charlie’s forearms and over his wrists.

“What if I was radioactive?” Charlie asked, letting Quackity do as he pleased.

“If you were a radioactive slime, you should take over the world. I’d get some fancy gloves so we can still dap each other up, and we’d have so much fun” Quackity giggled.

“Quackity the law major. I would take over the world for you” Charlie then said.

“Bro, that’s like the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me” Quackity giggled again, sounding touched by Charlie's words. He relaxed back against Charlie’s chest and smiled,
“But I have to share it with Sapnap and Karl, we’re engaged” Quackity said and waved his hand to show off a ring he didn’t have.

“Oh congratulations! Can I be your best man?” Charlie smiled wide.

“Bitch you better” Quackity giggled.
"You’re my best friend, Charlie” he tilted his head back and tried to look back at Charlie.

"I am?” Charlie asked surprised.

“Yeah, you didn’t know?” Quackity asked, blinking up at him.

“I’ve never been a best friend before. Am I good at it?” Charlie tilted his head slightly.

“You’re amazing at it” Quackity clapped Charlie’s hands.

Charlie's hands then moved and trapped Quackity in a hug.
"You’re my best friend too, Quackity the law major” Charlie said against his back, feeling Quackity hug him back.

"Yoooo, that’s awesome!” Quackity cheered.
"We are the best friends that has ever existed” Quackity laughed, making Charlie laugh along with him.

"I will do anything for you” Quackity wiggled in Charlie's arms so he could look at him again.

"I’d do anything for you too” Charlie said, sounding a bit more serious than Quackity.

"Cool, just don’t kill anyone, cause I can't hide a body. I'd be too grossed out to touch it. But I can defend you in court” Quackity said, looking up at the sky again.

“Alright, I will avoid committing homicide,” Charlie said and looked up at the stars as well, moving the blanket around them a little tighter to keep warm.

They spend a good while pointing out star constellations, giving them new names and making up their own origins for them. Their favorite star constellation was the hotdog.

All until Charlie had to get up.

“Quackity the law major. I am going to the bathroom. I will be back in a moment” Charlie said and tried to get up, Quackity leaning forward to let him. Charlie smiled as he got up and put the blanket securely around Quackity again, before he went to the glass door, leaving Quackity to stare at the stars alone.

Quackity laid back down on the grass looking up at the moon.

Then he felt something vibrate in his jean pocket.

Moving his hands to clap over his legs he found his phone, holding it up over his face to see a notification from Sapnap.

Firefly : Hey Babe, hope your party is going well, love you <3
(Today at 20:38 am)

That’s when Quackity got the best idea in the whole world.

Quackity should call them.

He smiled like an idiot as he opened his phone contact list and found Sapnap’s number at the top.

“Boop” Quackity giggled as he clicked it and held it up to his ear as he heard the phone dial.

“Hey Quackity” Sapnap’s voice greeted him.

“Hey Sappy Nappy~” Quackity smiled wide.
“I was just thinking about your butt” Quackity’s voice came out through a giggle.

“Oh yeah? Well now I’m thinking about yours” Sapnap flirted back.
“How’s the party?”.

“It’s so good, oh my god I’m having so much fun” Quackity said and held his free arm up and waved it over the night sky.

“Are you drunk?” Sapnap asked.

“Nope” Quackity popped the P.
“Where is Karl?” Quackity then asked.

“Bathroom, we were looking for a movie to watch and just chill in my dorm room- oh there he is” Sapnap said, and Quackity could hear two far away voices.

“Hey Quackity, I’m putting you on speaker okay?” Sapnap said and clicked a button.

“Hey Babe~ how is my favorite Harvard student doing?” Karl’s voice then asked.

Quackity giggled at being called his favorite,
“I feel amazing” Quackity dragged out the last word.

There was a short pause on the line.

“Quackity, are you high?” Karl then asked.

“Am I what?”

“High?”

Quackity stared down at his phone for a moment before smiling wide.
“Hi!”

Sapnap could be heard laughing on the other end of the line.

“Quackity, love. Can you send us a picture of yourself?” Karl asked, a smile in his voice.

“Why?” Quackity then asked.

“We just really want to see your cute face, that’s all” Karl said.

“Oh okay” Quackity said and then started to slowly tap on his screen as he tried to find his camera. The tapping could be heard on the other end of the line, Karl and Sapnap having to physically strain themselves from laughing.

“Karl, do you know where my camera is?” Quackity then asked and Sapnap had to bury his head in one of the pillows to drown the laugh.

“No, Babe. Sorry” Karl said as he watched the screen, biting his own knuckle to stop the bubbling laugh in his throat.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh” they heard Quackity, they could almost picture their boyfriend like a computer rebooting all programs.

“There it is! I found it, Karl” Quackity said proudly.

“That’s nice honey, very proud of you” Karl said and watched Sapnap sit up with the pillow and holding it close in case it had to strangle another laugh.

A minute passed and then a photo popped into Karl’s texts.

“Oh Jesus your eyes are red” Sapnap said as he looked over Karl’s shoulders.

“Yeah, I accidentally drugged myself” Quackity giggled, as if that was a completely normal thing to do.

“Wait, you what?” Karl asked concerned.

“Drugged myself” Quackity repeated.
“There were some really fucking good brownies and I ate one, but then Sam said it was pot and I got really scared, but now I’m not scared so it’s fine. And then I got Hungry and I ate another one” Quackity said.

“Brownies are fun” he giggled.

“Are you okay? Should we call someone for you?” Sapnap’s voice then asked.

“Nahhh, Charlie was just with me. But honestly I feel so good, like I’m floating in a pool” Quackity said and moved his hand in front of his face in a wonky wave motion.

“But my mom can never know about this” Quackity tried to sound serious but he was too giddy.
“She may be cool with the whole gay and two boyfriend thing, but if she hears about this? I can wave away to college, Harvard or not. She’ll force me to work for my uncle's business and then I can’t be a rich lawyer and pay for our wedding” Quackity said.

“You sure we shouldn’t call for anyone?” Karl asked again.

“Yes. Everyone I know here in Boston is already here anyway, and I am vibing” Quackity said and let his arm flop down on his chest again.

“Is anyone with you now?” Sapnap asked.

“Uhhhh” Quackity looked around himself, he was the only one outside, but he could see the party going on behind the glass door.
“Yeah… and also no. The party is inside, but I am star gazing” Quackity said.

“Charlie will be here soon” Quackity reassured them in his foggy mind.

“Maybe you should go inside? Isn’t it cold out-“ Karl started to suggest but was interrupted by Quackity gasping.

“Karl, give Sapnap the phone I have a secret for him“ Quackity giggled through the speakers. Karl and Sapnap shared a look, but Karl just smiled and shrugged, tilting the phone to Sapnap.

If they couldn’t get Quackity to go find someone, they could at least stay on the line till someone came back to him.

“What’s up babe” Sapnap said, trying to contain his grin.

“Sapnap, I have a secret “ Quackity said in a very loud whisper.

“Uh Huh? And what’s that secret?” Sapnap asked, kind of like how you would ask a toddler.

“I have a crush on Karl” Quackity giggled uncontrollably
“But you can’t tell him, sssshhhhh” he then hushed into the phone.

Karl had to slam a hand over his mouth to keep a laugh in his throat.

“That’s a very big secret, sure I shouldn’t tell him?” Sapnap played along.

“Yes. Now, give the phone to Karl” Quackity still sounded giddy.
“Alright, here you go” Sapnap said and handed the phone back to Karl.

“Hey love” Karl greeted him again.

“Karl, I have a secret” Quackity whispered poorly.

“Oh really? And what’s that secret?” Karl asked as he tried not to laugh.

“I have a crush on Sappy Nappy” Quackity gushed.

“Oh really? That’s cool “ Karl smiled.

“Yes, but you can’t tell him” Quackity said, moving the blanket around him closer and snuggling into it.

“Oh yeah? What if I do tell him?” Karl asked challenged him playfully.

“If you tell him, I’ll tell him you like him too. And if he tells you I’ll tell you that he’s in love with you, so I have blackmail, bitch” Quackity’s speech was slurred with giggling.

“Oh you are so right. We can’t have that now, can we?” Karl snickered.

“Do you wanna know a secret I have?” Sapnap asked.

“Oh my god, yes tell me” Quackity said excited.

“We have a crush on you too~” Sapnap looked down at the phone with a smile.

“Awwwww my Hubbies like me back, that's so cool” Quackity giggled and looked back up at the sky.

“Did you just call us hubby?” Sapnap asked, his heart melting as he blushed. Karl laughed at it. If there was one thing Sapnap loved, it was that one pet name.

“Yeah, you are my hubby one and two, but you get to decide who is who” Quackity laughed like a bad cartoon villain.

“Doesn’t matter, my life is complete now” Sapnap leaned against Karl.

“Good, cause I’m clearly hubby one” Karl teased him.

“Oh as if. I am the number one hubby” Sapnap leaned in closer and kissed Karl.
“I will fight you for that title,” Sapnap grinned.

Quackity listened to them violently flirt through the phone, laughing at all the weird cute threats they made that didn’t even sound like threats to begin with.

"Oh my god, guys, I can see a star move over the sky, god it’s so slow” Quackity then interrupted, sounding completely amazed.

"A shooting star? make a wish then” Karl said.

"No it's not like a shooting star, it's just kinda sliding over the sky” Quackity tried to explain, his voice slowly.

"Oh, that might be the ISS then” Sapnap said.

"The what?” Quackity frowned.

"The international space station” Sapnap clarified and then heard Quackity gasp.

"I’m looking at a spaceship? that's so cool” Quackity whispered in awe. He was quiet for a moment, watching the small dot in the sky fly until it disappeared over the skyline of the city.

"Do you guys, like, ever think about space? and how small we all are compared to it?” Quackity asked after a quiet moment.

"I mean, doesn’t everybody?” Karl shrugged.

"I don’t” Quackity admitted.
"I think… I think I'm the perfect size. I don’t really care about how big space is or the world or stuff like that. Because, all I really care about is you guys. And I think I'm the perfect size, like when we hold hands and cuddle” Quackity started to say and it slowly turned into a mumble.

"It's funny. Like… why are small things so big, and big things so small?” Quackity asked.

"Um, I think you have to repeat that question, Q” Sapnap said, confused.

"Like, love” Quackity tried his best to explain.
"Love is such a small word, but it feels so big” Quackity sniffed, and they could hear him tear up on the other end of the phone.
"Like, I love you so much, but I don’t know how to express it right. Everything just feels so small, and love is just not a big enough word, but it’s the only word I have” Quackity sniffed again.

"Aw Q, don’t cry, it’s okay. We love you too” Karl said.

"Yeah, dry those tears. There's no reason to cry, love” Sapnap tried to cheer him up.

"I just miss you so much” Quackity sniffed, moving his arm to dry his nose in his sleeve.
"Like, sometimes, when I think about you, I get this overwhelming feeling of love, and then I remember how much I miss you. And I just wanna cry. It's not fair” Quackity sniffed again and dried his eyes before they could form tears.

"Yeah, but it’s better now, right? you’re making friends” Sapnap reminded him.

"And you have Charlie” Karl pointed out.

"Yeah… I do!” Quackity said, the sad tone fading out of his voice.
"Guys, I fucking love Charlie” Quackity smiled again.

"Like, I love him. He's my best friend” Quackity gushed.
"You guys have to like him. If you don’t then uh, no kisses till after summer” Quackity threatened with another giggle.

"Oh that is a scary threat. But don’t worry Babe, if he’s your friend, he's got to be amazing” Sapnap chuckled.

"He is amazing” Quackity smiled wide. He heard the glass door slide open.

"Hey Quackity, who are you talking to?” Foolish voice came from behind him.

“Foolish! guys it’s Foolish, the bathroom guy I told you about” Quackity started to scramble excitedly on the grass to sit up.
"The one with the face” Quackity giggled.

"That’s nice Quackity. Can we talk with him for a moment?” Sapnap asked.

"Sure” Quackity held his phone up to Foolish,
"My boyfriends wanna talk to you” Quackity said.

"Oh, okay” Foolish said and took the phone Quackity was offering him.
"Hello? I’m not about to get yell at by two angry partners, right?” Foolish asked a bit nervously as he held it up to his ear.

“Oh no. But hey, I’m Sapnap, Karl is here too” Sapnap spoke into the phone.
"We just wanna make sure, like, is Quackity okay?” Sapnap asked.

"Yeah, shouldn’t he go to the hospital if he drugged himself?” Karl asked.

"Oh, Quackity is okay, don’t worry. Me and my partners talked about it” Foolish started to explain as he watched Quackity get up from his spot on the lawn and stare up into the sky, holding onto the blanket like a cape. .

"And Ponk, my partner, he's a medical student. He said we could either have made him throw up to lessen the high, but that would properly just give him a bad trip. And my other partner suggested the hospital, but Ponk said that would only get Quackity in trouble since he's like 19” Foolish said.

"So the best thing we could do was keep an eye on him and just make sure he didn’t freak out” Foolish said and chuckled as he saw Quackity following a frog that was hopping in the grass.
"We were a bit worried because of his non-existent tolerance. He's baked, but he seems to be doing really good, actually” Foolish noted.

"Oh that's good at least. So someone is with him all the time?” Karl asked.

"I mean yeah, Charlie was with him ten minutes ago or so, but he needed the bathroom, so I've been keeping my eye on Quackity. Don’t worry your boyfriend is completely safe and in a very controlled environment” Foolish promised.

"I saw him talking on the phone and didn’t want to interrupt. But we’re about to order pizza and watch some movies, so I had to get him” Foolish explained before holding the phone away so he could call out to Quackity.
"Hey big Q, do you want some pizza?” he called.

“Foolish! there's a frog” Quackity yelled back with a giggle and pointed at the ground.

"That’s nice” Foolish smiled.
"Do you want pizza?” Foolish asked again.

He watched as Quackity stared at him for a moment before asking,
"Can I get sweet corn on it?” he asked innocently.

"Sure. Do you want pineapple too?” Foolish asked and watched as Quackity got a disgusted look on his face.

"People who eat pineapple on pizza deserve to get their teeth boiled,” Quackity said.

Foolish blinked and then nodded.
"Noted. Come inside and we’ll order” Foolish said and opened the glass door a bit more.

"Okay” Quackity smiled and ran towards Foolish, almost like a toddler coming to eat dino nuggets.

Foolish closed the glass door after them and handed Quackity his phone back,
"Here is your phone. Your boyfriends are still on the line” Foolish said as he put it in Quackity’s hand and made sure Quackity was aware of it.

"My hubbies” Quackity gasped excitedly and held it back up to his ear.
"Hey~ any cute lads on the telephone?” he giggled in a bad British accent.

Sapnap and Karl laughed on the other end.

"Yep, two boys just for you” Karl answered.

"Aw, I love you so much” Quackity gushed.
"And I miss you” Quackity fell down onto the couch, Foolish walking over to get the pizza menu.

"We love you too babe” Sapnap said.
"We are gonna give you so many kisses when you come home again” he promised and made kissy noises into the phone.

"I can’t wait till you guys finish your degrees and you come out here to me. We’ll get an apartment, and we’ll get a big ass bed, and you’ll give me kisses all the time, and we’ll get married and never ever be apart again” Quackity said and relaxed into the couch pillows.

"That does sound like the dream, love” Karl smiled fondly.

"One day we are gonna get you that ring” Sapnap promised.

"Will you ask me together?” Quackity asked.

"Yeah, we need to be two people to plan the perfect proposal” Karl smiled to Sapnap,
"You won’t even see it coming” Karl grinned wide.

"I can’t wait. Do you think we can get Rat to be the ring bearer?” Quackity asked.

"Sure, we can ask” Sapnap said.

“Quackity, do you want some help with the pizza menu?” Foolish called from the kitchen.

"Yes please!” Quackity called over the couch back before turning his attention back to his phone.
“Guys I gotta go. There’s a pizza on the way and I’m gonna devour it” Quackity said.

“Okay, love you” Karl smiled.

“Talk to you tomorrow. Love you, honey bun” Sapnap chuckled.

“Love you too hubby one and two. Bye!” Quackity waved at his phone despite knowing they couldn’t see him as he hung up.

The rest of the night went by in a calm manner.

Foolish spent ten minutes helping both Quackity and Charlie pick toppings for their pizzas. Afterwards Quackity and Charlie found their way back to the aquarium, somehow ending up playing patty cake while talking until the pizzas arrived.

Sam deliberately put on the ‘Toy story’ saga to keep Quackity and Charlie entertained and contained in the living room to make watching them a lot easier.

The pizzas were devoured without any hesitation. Charlie and him shared both of their pizzas, exchanging slices until there was none left. And by the time Quackity’s box was empty, he was having a stomach ache.

It was during the third movie that Quackity felt his energy go down, his eyes starting to close and leaning more and more against Charlie. His eyes and legs felt so heavy and soon he was asleep on Charlie’s shoulder.

He didn't really know for how long he was asleep, but he remembers waking up a few times only to fall asleep again. The party was full of lively conversations and laughter, but Quackity just slept on in the middle of it.

He felt a nudge on his shoulder and someone pulling him up onto his feet.

“Let’s get you boys home” he thinks he heard Sam say.

He was not completely sure he was awake on the way to the car, and he didn't know who helped him tie his shoelaces or zip up his jacket. All he really knew was that he was holding onto Charlie’s arm the entire arm.

The next time Quackity woke up again, he was in the middle seat of a car, still leaning against Charlie. Fundy was scrolling through his phone next to him. Foolish and Sam' s voices were buzzing through his ears from the front seat.

He peaked his eyes open, seeing the lights from other cars driving past. He yawned and stretched as good as he could with the small space.

"Oh, you’re awake?” Foolish looked back at him from the passenger seat.
"How are you feeling?” he asked.

"I think I feel fine. Tired, but the floaty feeling is pretty much gone” Quackity said and rubbed his hands over his face.

"Hey Sam?” Quackity spoke up again with a yawn.
"Why would you put pot brownies out at a party, and not label them? or warn people?” Quackity asked.

“... Sorry” Sam said from the driver’s seat.
"But in my defense, green is like the code for weed” Sam mumbled.

“Sam?” Quackity leaned back into his seat.
"Never colorcode at parties again” Quackity said.

"Noted for future reference” Sam nodded, tapping on the wheel as he stopped at a red light.
"Are you mad?” Sam then asked.

"Not really. It was my fault as much as yours, and I had fun, so” Quackity shrugged.
"But I'm not letting you live it down. I will exploit it throughout the entirety of this friendship” Quackity chuckled.

"Fair enough, I can live with that” Sam smiled as the light turned green and the car continued down the road.

"How come you guys didn’t tell you were dating? or poly?” Quackity asked.

"I mean, we didn’t really hide it” Foolish said.
"Yeah, we are very open about our relationship” Sam said and turned a corner.

"Oh. Guess I'm just really oblivious” Quackity noted.
"Still, it's cool having other poly friends” Quackity said and closed his eyes.

“... Fuck, I called Sapnap and Karl” Quackity said right as the silence had fallen over the car again.

"Oh yeah, I chatted with them. They seem very nice” Foolish smiled.

"Oh god, I can’t believe I called them.”Quackity covered his face.
"Wait, I didn’t call my mom, right? right?” he asked himself more than the others.
"No, she would still be on the phone if I did. And yell at me” Quackity shook his head.

“Q, you’re working yourself up. Why don’t you look out the window and relax? sleep a bit more?” Foolish suggested.

Quackity nodded slightly, turning his head to look out the window.
"Okay, yeah I can do that” he mumbled. He felt Charlie move his arm and silently offer his hand for comfort.

Quackity took it and leaned against his shoulder again, together they watched the buildings slide past the windows as they drove by. Foolish hummed along to the soft music from the radio, Fundy snickered a bit at something on his phone, and Quackity closed his eyes to the sound of Charlie’s breathing, relaxing once.

But as they crossed the bridge, a siren could be heard behind them, red and blue lights lighting up the road.

Quackity opened his eyes and immediately felt a chill run down his spine.

"Are you speeding again?” Foolish asked.

"No? not after I got the last speeding ticket. That one was crazy expensive. It's properly just a random check up” Sam said and flickered on his turn signal to pull into the side of the street.

“Do not pull over” Quackity didn’t realize he was clinging to Charlie’s arm now.

“Relax Big Q. Both me and Foolish are sober, they’re just checking us” Sam reassured him.

“No. No. Sam I will get arrested” Quackity panicked as Sam turned off the engine.

“Quackity, it’ll be fine” Foolish tried to reassure him as well.

“Excuse me, but if you somehow haven’t noticed, I’m not exactly white, underage and am coming down from a high. If they run a test on me it can test positive for up to five days” Quackity said and hugged Charlie’s arm.

“… oh fuck I didn’t even think about that” Sam muttered.

“Okay, Quackity, just relax. Sam and I will take care of the talking. Slime, Fundy, you help Quackity stay calm” Foolish said as they heard the cop car door open. Looking in the back mirror, Sam could see a police officer come up next to the car.

Charlie gave a firm nod, still holding Quackity’s hand firmly.
"It’ll be fine, we just gotta stay quiet” Charlie tried to calm him.

Quackity saw a man walk past Charlie's window and up to Sam' s, tapping on it. As Sam rolled it down and greeted the officer, Quackity tried his hardest to keep his hands from shaking.

"Good evening boys, license and registration please” he managed to hear the officer say over his own heartbeat.

Quackity saw as Sam pulled out his wallet and found his driver’s license, handing it over along with a piece of paper to the officer through the window.

"What are you boys up to so late at night?” the officer asked as he looked over the information Sam had given him, most likely trying to make small talk.

Quackity’s palm felt sweaty, and like he was three months back in time, hiding in the bathroom while his economics lecture was still going.

But Charlie held his firm grip on his hand, squeezed it with a smile and Quackity felt his ribs almost rattle as he took in another breath.

"We’re just on our way back to drop some friends off after a party” Sam said truthfully.
"We had a movie night” Sam smiled.

"Sounds like a good time” the officer said.

"Can I ask why you stopped us, officer?” Foolish asked from the passenger seat.

"We’ve had a few drunk drivers at this hour. Just checking for safety reasons” the officer said and handed Sam his license registration back.
"But everything looks fine here, have a nice trip home“ the officer said, leaning down to give them a polite smile. But as he looked in the back, he made eye contact with Quackity.

Quackity wanted to cry.

"You alright back there son?” the officer asked him with a concerned frown.

Quackity had no idea of what to do. He not might be high anymore, but he was still pretty sure his eyes were red. What was he supposed to do?

"Um…” Quackity blinked, unsure of what to say.

“His girlfriend broke up with him” Fundy said from next to him, coming to his rescue.

"Oh” the officer looked surprised.

"Yeah she was a bitch” Fundy added.

"I'm sorry to hear that” the officer looked back at Quackity.

"I don’t wanna talk about it” was the only response Quackity could come up with, actually tearing up now for other reasons than the officer thought.

"Sir, if there's no problem, are we allowed to leave?” Sam asked.

"We gotta go pick up his stuff from their apartment. Bitch cheated on him and shit, it was bad” Sam added to the lie.

"Oh yes, of course. You are free to go” the officer stepped back.
"Good luck,” the officer said awkwardly.

"Thank you” Foolish waved to the man as Sam rolled his window up again and calmly turned the engine on again.

The car was completely quiet as Sam pulled back onto the street. Foolish looked over his shoulder and out the back window as they rounded the corner.
"We’re clear” Foolish said.

Quackity let a breath out he didn’t know he was holding.

"You guys just lied to a police officer for me” he said.

"Well yeah. You looked like you were gonna throw up” Fundy bumped his shoulder.
"Besides, we can’t let you get arrested. That's just a dick move” Fundy chuckled to lighten the mood.

“Still. That’s like a felony” Quackity mumbled.

“So? Las Nevadas stick together” Fundy smiled and held up a fist bump, the back hand turned towards Quackity.

Quackity smiled like an idiot, bumping his own hand against Fundy’s.

“Now chill. You are way too sweaty to sit next to” Fundy said and pulled his phone out again.

Quackity chuckled and leaned back into the car seat, focusing on getting his heart to stop racing in his chest.

So, Quackity’s second college party didn’t go any better than his first.

But Quackity didn’t really care. Cause if you looked past the accidental self drugging and almost arrest, Quackity knew he had fun.

And he hopes their future parties will be just as fun.

Less illegal, but still fun.

Notes:

Another chapter in the bag.

I heard quackity is posting the next lore vod in like a week or two, and I just wanna say, if he won't give us wholesome las nevadas and fiances, I sure as hell will.

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