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This wasn’t supposed to happen.
Dream breaking out of prison was a part of his plan. Neither was Purpled betraying him, but he expected it. Slime dying wasn’t a part of his plan either, he planned on letting Slime take over Las Nevadas if anything happened to him.
But he’s laying on the ground of Las Nevadas with Dream’s sword inches away from his neck. It’s clear that Quackity isn’t making out of this alive, Dream’s taunting him, as revenge for all those months Quackity tortured him.
“Guess what, Quackity? I’ll kill you then I’ll revive you! I’ll kill you then I’ll revive you, until I’m satisfied! Wouldn’t that be great, Quackity? Then I’ll go after Tommy, the person you always protect, yeah?”
He can hear the glee in Dream’s voice, at the mention of Tommy, Quackity spits on Dream’s mask. He gives the asshole one of his best smiles, with his golden teeth on display.
When the sword goes through his neck it hurts like shit. Quackity expects to be in a train station or anything familiar that tells him that he’s dead before seeing that asshat’s face again. He did not expect to be standing in front of a person that looks oddly like that Dream bastard, but they look disfigured.
They wear a mask like Dream but instead of a smiley face on their mask, the letter D is carved on it. Quackity can see multiple eyes on the two diagonal halos on their head. And the godly like wings behind them too.
“Holy shit, I didn’t know going to hell would get me this high.” Quackity grumbles, the figure stands there expectantly. “… Dream, what’s with the costume. You don’t need to dress fancy to torture me.”
“Of course it’s my descendant who tried to revive an immortal.” The creature finally speaks, startling Quackity, their voice is nothing alike to the Dream bastard. And immortal?
“What.” They tilt their floating —where the FUCK is their neck?!— head. “You’re an immortal, don’t tell me you’re oblivious to that fact?”
“Nah, I’m pretty sure I experienced death before. There’s no way I’m an immortal, I don’t care whatever drugs you’re high on but don’t spout some bullshit in my face.” Quackity growls at the person, creature, or anything.
“And I’m also sure that you’ve died more than three times already. You were shot at the festival, blown up by Wilbur Soot, killed by The Blood God himself, and died in my descendant’s hands.” They speak casually, Quackity is still processing how the hell this person knows so much about him.
“And who are you?”
“I’m DreamXD, my descendant tried to revive you but because you are an immortal he is technically reviving an alive being, which is breaking the laws us gods had planted for you insects.” Quackity’s eye twitches at being addressed so low, he almost scoffs, sure, hybrids exist but gods? You’ll have to kill him again to convince him.
“It is my role to grant you one wish as an apology gift for my silly descendant’s mistake. What is it that you wish for?” Wish? Quackity looks at them again, he was going to tell them to fuck off but considering that Dream revived Wilbur and Tommy before, granting wishes do seem possible.
What is it that he wants?
Slime to come back to him? But Slime is with him. Just not himself. But if he does come back, Purpled will kill him again.
Kill Dream? And then what? Quackity is pretty sure the man has someone to revive him if he does die. That would be wasting Quackity’s wish. Same goes for Technoblade.
What is it that Quackity really wants? Love? He tried loving Eret but that failed, Schlatt was a mistake. Karl hates him, Sapnap will just stay with Karl no matter what. Wilbur? The man was crazy. It’s already obvious that he has no luck in love, so why bother?
Tommy… Tubbo… Ranboo… Fundy… Purpled… Quackity wants to protect them, even Purpled, if he didn’t blow up his UFO then maybe the kid wouldn’t kill Slime. Tommy deserves a better life, one with no wars. Tubbo deserves better, a better parent, and Quackity wasn’t there for him when he left to build Las Nevadas. Ranboo was used when he was in the DreamSMP, all he wanted was peace. Fundy was neglected by everyone, even Wilbur forgot about him, it hurts Quackity to remember the fact that Fundy cried when Quackity gave him a purpose in life, a life with Quackity where he won’t be alone.
He glares at the ‘god’ when they smack one of their floating arms —Where the hell are their JOINTS?!— on Quackity’s head to snap him out of his thoughts. Maybe if Quackity didn’t go against Wilbur at the election then maybe everything would be alright? Maybe then he’d be able to save Wilbur from going insane.
“… I’d like to go back before everything started.”
“Before the existence of the world? Are you sure?”
“W-Wait— No, before Dream—“
“Before the DreamSMP was formed? I can do that.”
“WAIT N—“
❝ I hate Dream and his ancestors, so much. ❞
➤ Quackity
Quackity wakes up again in a cave. He looks at himself and sees that he’s still in his work uniform, his beanie is missing, his long hair falling off his shoulders and Quackity grumbles. He scratches the back of his head in annoyance.
When his hand touches the back of his neck, he realizes there’s something carved into his skin. Tracing the lines, he realizes it spells ‘XD’. The bastard marked him, he wonders if this happens to whoever makes a wish to that guy.
Looking at the cave again, he noted that there’s a clear pond inside with flowers surrounding it. There’s vines on the walls and it makes the place look nice at least. Walking out of the cave, he sees that the cave is a part of a hill in the middle of the forest, there’s a river in front of the mouth of the cave.
He sighs, he’ll just have to make this his new home. He’ll be fine, sure he misses everyone, especially Tubbo and Tommy. But he can move on without them.
… Stage one, denial.
Quackity finds a village nearby, everyone is human. He grumbles, how far back did that bastard send me? Thankfully, he killed a cow nearby and made himself a cloak to cover his golden wings and pulled the hood over his head.
He decides to rob from some drunk idiots on his way, checking the gold ingots in his hands, Quackity smirks as he approaches the clothing shop.
“Welcome fellow customer, how can I help you?” A woman with blonde hair greets him, she barely contains her gasp when she can see his scar but Quackity ignores it. “M'man, do you have anything that can fit me for my… travels?” He asks nervously.
The woman nods “Niki, can you come out here to watch over the shop for me a bit?” Quackity freezes as she shouts. Niki? Surely not—
“Yes mom, I’m coming.” Out from behind the counter, a girl with dirty blonde hair comes out wearing a black long sleeve shirt underneath her white shirt sleeve one, blue overalls and black boots. Her hazel colored eyes look at him, a soft smile breaks onto her face.
“Hi! You must be new here! I’m Nihachu, but you can call me Niki.” Quackity almost bursts into tears at the girl, she looks younger and more… alive. Her hair isn’t pink and her eyes aren’t dull and full of hatred.
“Umm… Is there something wrong with my face?” Niki asks nervously, gesturing towards herself. Quackity shakes his head “Nah, you just remind me of someone I used to know.” He chuckles as she sighs in relief.
“Ah, you’re a traveler then? What’s your name?”
“It’s… Quackity.” Niki tests out his name on her tongue and smiles, she starts to ask him questions about himself while her mom is gone. About his family, reasons for traveling, hobbies, favorite color, ect.
“So you’re here for clothes right?” He nods, he already told her that he has no fashion sense at all, his old Niki or Puffy would help him with his clothing. She thinks for a bit before running off to get him something.
She comes back with a blue tracksuit, he sucks in a breath as the familiar clothing. “You told me that you used to wear blue before so I think it’s best for you to wear this!” Niki says with a smile, her mother comes out with the necessary clothings for him. He changes into the tracksuit and pays for all of them with his —stolen— ingots.
He exits the shop and walks to a blacksmith and buys himself an iron axe, then he walks to the food stall. He buys himself some bread with his extra ingots, he’s an immortal so he’ll live off bread easily. Quackity almost trips when a person runs past him, he curses but thankfully his bread in hand is safe.
Quackity screams bloody murder the moment multiple guys run past and knock him over. He screams for them to stop and pay for his wasted bread but they ignore him, one even looks back at him disgustedly. No way in hell he’ll let those fuckers run away.
Quackity runs after them, and finds them cornering a person younger than him by a few years… The kid looks around Tommy’s age and Quackity’s blood boils when he sees them trying to rob the kid. He walks in casually and the robbers stop to spare him a glance.
“What are you doing here newbie, do you want to get your ass kicked?” One guy sneers.
“Oh, you look like you have some gold on you, mind handing them over?” A guy laughs.
Quackity stares at them boredly, he faced Dream and Technoblade before. There’s nothing scarier than those fuckers. One lunges at him with a dagger and he almost laughs at how dull the weapon is. Quackity kicks them in the stomach and slices his head off, the other screams at blood coming out.
“Pathetic.” Quackity sneers when one tries to stab him, he kills him too. They all have three lives, and it’s obvious none of them had experienced death before, losing one life wouldn’t be that bad.
After killing at least five of them, the rest ran. Quackity scoffs at the blood staining on his newly bought tracksuit as he crouches down to grab the fallen golden ingots. He stops abruptly when he sees the kid they were trying to rob.
It wasn’t Tommy for sure, but it was still a kid. The boy has blonde hair and green eyes, freckles dusting his cheeks. He has tears staining his face and there’s blood on his face, but not his so Quackity doesn’t have to worry. Quackity looks at the kid’s green hoodie that has blood on it too, Quackity sighs as he grabs a couple of ingots for the kid before heading out.
“W-Wait! What are you?!” The boy screams at him, Quackity sighs, his voice is irritatingly familiar. He looks at the teen before realizing his hood was off and his wings are full on display from underneath his cloak.
“Ah… Kid, tell me what’s your name?” He asks, his voice threatening. The boy gulps.
“C-Clay…” Quackity raises a brow at him, the boy looks about the current Niki’s age but a bit older. His name is strange, he probably heard it before but doesn’t remember.
“You never saw me, okay?” Quackity smirks and puts a finger in front of his lips, watching the boy nod furiously before heading off back to his cave.
Quackity looks over the place again, he made the cave his base. There’s a bed with a black blanket over it, multiple chests next to it, and empty bookshelves. He regrets not accepting Sam’s offer to teach him Redstone and mechanics.
Quackity goes to his small campfire because it is cold as fuck during the night, and a furnace needs materials to work. He places his old clothes in one of his chests and quickly unzips his tracksuit, leaving him in his black shirt and blue pants.
Quackity touches the ends of his long hair before sighing, he really wishes he had his beanie with him and he forgot to tell Niki to give him a beanie. He can’t really come back to that village, someone will definitely notice the blood in that alleyway or the little shrimp will report the scene to his parents.
He chuckles at the image of the fragile boy, he reminds him of Tommy. He wonders how his kids are doing, he hopes that Tommy escaped from that psychopath. Tubbo and Ranboo are probably at home with Michael. He hopes Fundy is taking care of Las Nevadas in his absence. He can see Purpled leaving everything behind to carry on and rebuild his legacy.
Quackity shudders at the thought of how they all are living without him. He shakes the thoughts out of his head and goes to sleep.
The next day, Quackity wakes up to build himself a farm right outside of his base. He’s lucky that he has a river near him. Planting wheat and some carrots he stole from one of the shops, Quackity relaxes a bit thinking on what to do next.
His eyes automatically shift towards a brown baby ram nearby, the small creature’s horns are curved and one of its eyes is blind. Quackity resists the urge to kidnap the ram because he isn’t adopting an animal because it looks like one of his kids…
He ends up kidnapping the ram to his base anyways. Quackity feeds the ram and it makes a sound as if thanking him, he smiles to himself. He quickly heads off to another village, leaving the ram behind. He expects the creature to leave him when he returns.
Surprisingly, Quackity sees the ram on his bed, sleeping. It greets him when he steps into the cave like a tamed wolf. Quackity sighs and pets the ram before dropping his findings into his chests.
He goes out to check his garden and grabs the grown wheat and feeds his new roommate. It lets out a happy noise and noms on the wheat. Quackity nearly laughs at the familiarities between the ram and his son.
For the next few days, the ram stays on his bed so much until he makes it a mini-bed to sleep on. On multiple occasions, he sleeps on the ram’s bed while it sleeps on his . His base is starting to look like a base, he fills his empty shelves with potions and books, chests are filled with items from stolen gold to clothings and finally food.
Quackity groans when he sees a rabbit trying to steal his carrots, he picks the creature up by the scruff of its neck and nearly drops the rabbit when he sees it. One side of it was black while the other was white, it’s mismatched colored eyes wasn’t helping him at all, the left eye was red while the right one —thankfully wasn’t green— was black. It didn’t stop him from comparing the rabbit to Ranboo.
He brings the small rabbit inside his cave, preferably to eat it but stops when the little fucker jumps out of his grasp and comes over to his roommate.
It hides inside the ram’s fluffy wool, Quackity swears that XD is torturing him at the moment. “Wait till I drop a zombie piglin in with you two…” He grumbles before accepting his fate, giving the rabbit his carrots.
He nearly growls when the rabbit doesn’t leave his place and insists on staying with his ram —yes, he will not name them. In any circumstances.— on his bed. Before leaving to go on his journey, Quackity makes sure to leave out some wheat and carrots for his two roommates… More like unwanted intruders.
It doesn’t get any better when a fox follows him home. Quackity glares at the animal before glancing at the berries in his hand. He sighs before throwing the berries to the fox, but halts when the fox keeps following him. When they are near his base, it zooms inside.
“SHIT.” Quackity swears when he realizes the Ranboo-look-alike is inside, but stops when he sees the fox eating the leftover carrots and jumping inside his chest that contains berries.
“Of course, OF COURSE THE FOX IS A VEGAN.” Quackity screams into his hands and drops onto the floor, he stays there. Slowly, the three intruders in his home lay next to him, the ram is suffocating him with it’s wool, the two colored fur creature is on his chest while the sneaky little s-… fox is wrapping its tail around his head.
Quackity accepts his torturous fate at this point.
For at least two years, his living conditions improved. His base expands from the inside with a bigger pond, there’s flowers and mushrooms everywhere to remind him of Niki and George. He uses a furnace instead of a campfire because of his roommates which thankfully didn’t increase by numbers.
Quackity keeps his farm outside while he also has an underground farm, similar to Tommy’s which is also his storage room. He has a creeper head down there to remind him of Sam. Quackity plans on finding a totem of undying just to never use it because he would keep it because it looks like Foolish. He also traps a slime too.
The ram, rabbit, and fox didn’t leave his cave at all. He sighs but he will admit that he’s getting attached to the little creatures. He also tamed a wolf and put a purple collar on it for no particular reason at all.
Looking from outside the cave, it looks like an ordinary one. Inside it though, it looks like something that Karl would make, similar to Kinoko Kingdom’s aesthetic. He scoffs, despite how angry he is at Karl, he will say that he has some good senses when it comes to decorating.
What Quackity wasn’t expecting is a kid to fall into the river outside his cave.
“AH- FUCK!”
The scream comes from outside the cave and his three roommates hide behind him. Quackity slowly makes his way outside just to see a little kid with red wings in the river. ‘He must’ve fallen in.’ Quackity thought with a shrug.
When the boy turns around to face him, Quackity falters in his steps. He has blonde hair and the same shade of blue eyes, a white bandage across his nose and he looks young. He can feel himself start to tear up at the familiar red and white t-shirt the boy wears with his khaki shorts all wet from him falling into the river.
“Holy SHIT. YOU’RE A CAVEMAN!” Yeah this is his Tommy.
Seeing Tommy so young and alive is… weird. He still has some of his baby fat on his body and not muscles from all the war he has to go through. If he’s correct, Tommy is around thirteen years old considering how young he looks.
Quacktiy gives him an unimpressed look before reaching out for his axe as an attempt to scare him away. “WOAH, WOAH, WOAH, YOU CAN UNDERSTAND ME, GENTLEMEN PLEASE I AM SORRY—“
Tommy waves his hands in the air before falling on his butt into the river again. Quackity stifles a laugh and Tommy gets offended by it judging how his wings ruffle slightly. “DON’T LAUGH AT ME, YOU WEIRD LOOKING FELLOW.”
Quackity raises an eyebrow and opens his golden wings wider, gesturing to Tommy’s small red pair. Tommy squawk before standing up again, “Your wings are cool man, I get it. They’re big but not as big as my dad’s.” Tommy says proudly and Quackity scoffs, Philza is older than him, so he’s not surprised… Wait, isn’t Quackity technically older than him in this timeline? Fuck.
“Yo big man, do you live there? Are you homeless?” Quackity scowls at him, his wings ruffles offendedly. Finally, he gestures Tommy to follow him inside, the kid declines him before looking down at himself, he needs to change.
“Holy SHIT.” Tommy squawks when he sees that he does indeed live in the cave, it looks nice though, he’d be lying if he said otherwise. Tommy looks at Quacktiy’s three companions on his bed eyeing him suspiciously, he proceeds to look through his chests which Quackity almost hit him for. But it’s such a Tommy thing to do, he smiles at the gremlin looking around his base.
“Why do you have three weird looking animals on your bed?” Quackity chooses not to reply to Tommy or to any of his questions, he’s afraid that his voice might crack at the sight of Tommy acting like an actual child like he’s supposed to in his time.
“Hey man, can you talk?” Tommy asks him and Quackity shrugs, it’s fun to mess with a kid… He immediately scowls at the memory of Dream messing with Tommy’s life. Quackity walks over to one of his shelves and pulls a lever in between the books he stole from.
A trapdoor that blends in with the ground opens and he climbs down the ladder, Tommy follows him downstairs and immediately runs around like a caged animal being set free for the first time. Quackity ignores him and grabs a simple white shirt and black pants for Tommy, he also grabs a towel for the kid and throws them all at Tommy.
Tommy squawks before grabbing the clothes, and Quackity gestures to an empty room that was supposed to be his roommates’ before climbing up the ladder. He sits with Fundy Jr, Tubbo Jr, Ranboo Jr, and Purple even if he doesn't call them that. The fox watches Tommy suspiciously when he climbs up with changed clothes except he still has his signature shirt on.
“Hey big man, thanks for helping me, but your shirt was really ugly.” Quackity scowls at him before Tommy gives him a questioning look. “So, big man, can you talk?” Quackity nods again and Tommy immediately drops a bunch of questions on him. Quackity, being stubborn, answers none of them.
“C’mon, can you at least tell me your name?” Tommy whines before challenging him into a staring contest, Quackity for the first time in his life thanks Techno for blinding his left eye, making him godly at staring contests. Technically he’s cheating but Tommy doesn’t need to know that.
“ALRIGHT! You don’t have to tell me, I’ll just call you… Big man? Wait no, I call everyone that. How about Big D for Duck—-“ Tommy squawks when one of Quackity’s wings hits him.
“How about Big G? For goose? Are you a goose— WAIT GET THAT THING AWAY.” Tommy dodges when Quackity holds a growling Purple towards to bite Tommy. Quackity is offended, how dare he compare him to a GOOSE?
“Chill out man! You’re like a goose quacking nonstop, can I call you Big Q then?” Quackity gapes at how Tommy can say that goose quacks? But he nods at the familiar nickname.
“Alright so Big Q, did you build this place?” Quackity nods, he still remembers struggling trying to make the place look nice without being too fancy for a regular cave. Tommy makes a ‘woah’ sound and he smirks at the amazement in the kid’s eyes.
“Do you live alone? Are you a caveman?” A nod and a shake, Quackity’s wings twitch at being compared to a caveman. “Woah, are you rich?” Quackity considers his question for a moment, he’s rich in currency like gold, iron, and diamonds but not in terms of rare materials like netherite. He shrugs at the kid.
“How old are you? I’m fourteen, nearing fifteen.” Fifteen? So the DreamSMP is close to being formed. Quackity draws the number nineteen on the dirt in front of them, he knows he looks exactly nothing like a nineteen years old but he’s immortal so who the hell cares.
“Huh, you’re younger than my brothers.” Quackity shrugs, he knows Wilbur is older than him, that was entirely the main reason why they hooked up, his old Tommy had pointed out his problems for men older than him like that one time he tried to sleep with Tommy’s dad or Sapnap’s dad.
Speaking of dad, he wonders if Sam is doing alright. The creeper did lie to Quackity and he still feels bitter about it. But Sam is his dad, even if they’re not blood related, he’s still Quackity’s family like George, heck, Sam would spoil Quackity a lot even going as far as trying to adopt Tommy when Quackity said he wants the kid as his brother.
“Yo, Big Q, did you get that scar on your face and neck from dying?” Automatically, he reaches up to his neck, there is indeed a scar there. He sighs, Tommy might be a kid but he’s observant, extremely observant that is. Quackity nods.
“My dad told me that everyone has three lives, if you lose a life you’ll respawn unless you’re on your third one. And for your two deaths, you’ll respawn with scars relating to your deaths, right?” He knows Tommy is asking for confirmation, he’s still a kid. Tommy had told him about his first death and how he reacted to it, it was brutal seeing the scar from the attack left on his body, a cruel reminder that he’ll die for real someday. Again he nods.
“You’re on your last life then? Who the fuck would do that to you?” Quackity bites back an answer, telling him Techno killed him would just make the kid run away from him, he doesn’t want that. Quackity shrugs.
“What happened to your wings, Big Q? They look like shit.” They do in fact look like shit. His feathers are all choppy, while his right wing is bandaged very uncomfortably from his luck being near Wilbur when the explosion happened and a rock fell on top of it. Quackity couldn’t fly anyways because of Schlatt before the doom of Manberg but he still makes it look like he can.
Tommy rambles on for hours, and Quackity listens. It’s surprising how long the kid can hold a one way conversation with only himself talking, but he is Tommy. Quackity winces when he remembers visiting in exile, how the kid would talk to himself when Dream wasn’t around and how depressing he looked. He’ll protect Tommy, Tommy and his kids were the main reason why he tortures Dream besides the revival book.
“Hey Big Q, why does your dog hate me?”
“…”
“There’s no difference between a tamed wolf and a dog, Big Q. Surely you know that—- HEY HEY WAIT!”
“…”
“Big Q, you know what? I should start visiting you more, you’re mute and you don’t complain unlike my brothers— WHAT DO YOU MEAN NO? I THOUGHT I’M YOUR FRIEND? BESIDES YOU’RE POG UNLIKE YOUR PETS—- HEY DON’T BITE ME YOU, PURPLE BITCH—“
“TOMMY!”
Tommy spins around to face the mouth of the cave while Quackity stiffens at the shout. He will always recognize that voice even if he doesn't want to. “Oh! Wilbur! Hey Big Q, let me introduce you to— Big Q?” Tommy looks around to find himself alone, not even Quackity’s pets are here.
He’s about to go down and look but Wilbur shouts his name again, this time, his brother is at the mouth of the cave looking worried. “Tommy! There you are, why weren’t you coming home? Dad is worried sick.” Wilbur goes over to grab Tommy’s hand and drags him out the cave, Tommy looks back to search for his friend but sees no one. As if he imagined the whole interaction between them.
“Tommy, you know it’s not safe to enter a cave, right?”
“B-But there was someone there! Big Q was there!”
“Are you having a fever? Let’s get back home.”
Once both of the brothers left, Quackity climbs back upstairs, he doesn’t want Wilbur of all people to see him or know of his existence at all. He sighs before looking outside the cave, it’s turning nighttime, no wonder Wilbur came looking for Tommy.
He scratches the mark on the back of his neck and sighs, he wonders how Wilbur is doing, not being insane or dead or anything in between, maybe he’s nice? Yeah as if.
❝Phil, I am not insane, there was a caveman inside and his dog wants me dead.❞
➤Tommyinnit
“HEY BIG Q! ARE YOU STILL THERE!” Tommy shouts from outside the cave, very aware of the dog that wants to bite him.
Tommy tip toe inside the cave, avoiding Purple at all costs. He jumps onto the bed the moment the dog gets up to bite him, landing next to the ram and rabbit on Quackity’s bed.
“HA, SUCK IT YOU BITCH!”
Tommy shouts at the growling dog before it’s ears perk up and run outside. A minute later it comes back with Quackity holding a chicken in hand and his fox next to him.
“BIG Q!” Tommy waves from said person’s bed, Quackity grumbles before putting the chicken down, it immediately runs around his base. Tommy squawks when it lands on the bed next to him.
“Is that a bandana, why would you give that to a fucking chicken? WAI- HEY DON’T PECK ME YOU MOTHERFUC—“ Tommy falls off the bed when the chicken starts to bite and peck him. Quackity didn’t run around chasing that chicken for thirty minutes because it looks like Tommy, ‘course he didn’t.
Well, he is a liar.
“I swear, every single one of your animals hates me, the rabbit and ram are cool.” Quackity shrugs before taking an apple out of his chest and throws it at Tommy, the kid didn’t have reflex like he used to after wars, got hit by the apple.
“H-HEY! I gotta run away from my brothers to meet you and you’re being all bitchy, the fuck man.” Quackity pinches the bridge of his nose and glares at the gremlin in his base.
It takes everything for him to not tell Tommy about the dangers of being near strangers, he sighs and goes to cook some food.
Tommy, who doesn’t need another party to start a conversation, begins to ramble. His topic switches from his family to his friends and sometimes about random shit that Quackity already knows like Wilbur fucking a fridge or how Tommy’s mom is a fridge despite his dad telling him she isn’t.
“Oh yeah, you should meet Tubbo! He’s really pog, and very clingy, Wilbur’s son too. I wonder if he’ll be able to understand your pet fox.” Quackity really doubts that he can.
“Tommy?” Quackity was about to hide again but it’s too late for that. Unfortunately for him, Technoblade was standing outside his cave. Instinctively, he takes out his axe and points at the piglin who takes out his sword in return.
“WAIT GENTLEMEN, CALM DOWN! Hey Tech! Big Q, that’s one of my brothers, Phil took him when I was five! Tech, this is Big Q, the caveman I told you about!” Both parties drop their weapons, Quackity glaring daggers at the pinkette in front of him.
“… Tommy, Phil told you to come home.” Technoblade says, his voice is still deep as ever but doesn’t hold the same effect it has on Quackity, fear, everytime he hears that voice, he feels fear.
Technoblade doesn’t have his cape or crown around his head, he still wears his white poet shirt and high waist pants with brown boots. His pink hair braided neatly, his ears drooped downwards, he didn't have the skull he used as a mask, revealing his blood red eyes with freckles dusting his cheeks.
“Alright Big T! Let me go get my things, god daMMIT BIG Q STOP YOU DOG!”
Quackity ignores him and walks over to stand next to Technoblade, his golden wings dragging across the ground, his eyes meeting Techno’s without breaking eye contact.
“… Tommy told me you’re mute.”
“…”
“If you ever hurt Tommy, even just plucking a feather on his wings, I will kill you.”
“If you ever hurt Tommy, I will pluck every single piece of your teeth out with my pickaxe.” Quackity smirks, his whisper comes out as deep as Techno’s, unlike his old Techno who would’ve killed him right there for threatening him, this Techno has the decency to show a little bit of nervousness. Using the same threat back then really makes him feel satisfied with himself.
“ARE YOU TWO KISSING?!” That breaks the tension immediately, Quacktiy taking a few steps back and Techno who has a deep blush on his face. Quackity remembers the same thing happening between him and Wilbur, Tommy had told him before that Quackity only has flight or flirt and that violence is his love language considering how threatening Wilbur back then made the maniac talk about him non-stop.
“C’mon, Tommy. You gotta stop flying away without telling anyone where you’re going, one day Phil’s gonna die of a heart attack y’know.” Tommy immediately runs over to Techno, he jumps on the pinkette’s back making the piglin chuckles.
Techno glances back at him while Tommy is telling him about how annoying Quackity’s chicken is, his ruby eyes narrow at the avian who presses a finger to his lips.
When the brothers leave his cave, Quacktiy sighs. As much as he should hate Techno for killing him before, this person isn’t the Blood God, heck, he doesn’t even have the same look he wears. He doesn’t have any scars on his face, or tusks growing out.
Instead, Techno looks like an awkward teen. He even blushes for fuck sake! When Quackity asked Techno out when he’s trying to get over his fears for the Blood God, the guy didn’t even look startled! There were no emotions! This Techno cares for Tommy, who would’ve thought of the Blood God giving a child a piggyback ride.
Quackity wonders what happened to Techno for him to get his title of the Blood God. Is this Techno actually… Nice? Quackity scoffs, Technoblade, nice? As if.
He checks his chests, looking over for any missing supplies that he needs. There’s enough food and clothing for him but not for his roommates. Quackity sighs, he needs berries which he can get from the wild, he needs carrots and wheat which are accessible from his farm, Purple can eat anything, it’s the chicken that’s annoying. The creature refuses to eat any seeds he gives it.
He puts his chicken on a leash and makes his way to one of the nearby villages with his cloak on. When he walks around, people give him multiple stares that he’s already used to, he doubts that it’s his scar this time but instead the chicken he’s walking.
Oh how the mighty have fallen, Quackity went from the owner of a successful casino with money and power to a caveman that has animals as roommates. And now he’s taking a chicken that reminds him of his kid for a walk.
When he goes to a stall with gardening tools and seeds, he lets the chicken pick out which one it wants but the creature keeps pecking on the ground. He barely controls himself to not cook the chicken right there and then when it runs off, dragging his leash with it.
Quackity runs after to see it attacking a person, they’re standing outside the village now. He quickly holds the chicken into his arms tightly, “I’m sorry! Are you hurt anywhere?” His breath hitch when his eyes meet mismatched ones along with the bicolor skin.
“Ah! It’s nothing, don’t worry!” Ranboo panics, quickly hiding his face behind his hood, he tries to flee but stops abruptly when they both notice the chicken has his tail between it’s beak.
“I swear, one day I’ll feed you to Purple.” Quackity threatens under his breath, making the chicken release the kid’s tail. “Sorry for that, I can give you this as an apology meal.” The chicken squawks in his arm as if it understands him.
“Wait… Are you not afraid of me?” Ranboo asks nervously, surprising Quackity. He takes the hood off his head, revealing two small pairs of golden wings that cover his ears, they used to be feathers before XD sent him back, it’s the god’s doing, Quackity swear.
“I’m a hybrid too, don’t worry… Hey, do you live by yourself?” Ranboo seems startled by his question but quickly stays calm, “Sort of… My friend Niki sometimes brings food and resources to my base in the forest.” Quackity makes a sound of recognition at Niki’s name. She’s a good person, Quackity trusts her… Sort of.
“You seem like you’re still young, if you need help with anything, you can find me by heading that way until you can find a cave, I’m willing to help out a fellow hybrid.” Quackity waves at Ranboo before heading off. Making the kid freeze as his offer.
Mentally, he slaps himself. Is he being suspicious? Offering help for a kid he knows but doesn’t at the same time?! It’s been too long since Quackity shows someone genuine kindness, the usual kindness he shows to others is just him using them.
He screams in the middle of the forest, startling his chicken.
❝Here Ranboo, I got you some food.❞
➤Nihachu
❝… Niki, Is it normal for someone to help you out?❞
➤Ranboo
Technoblade doesn’t know what to do for the first time in his life.
He’s a piglin that was about to be sold away, he doesn’t remember anything back then. All he knows is that Philza rescued him, killing off the people trying to sell him.
BLOOD. BIRD? CROW? E! KILL? SAVED! SAVIOR!
After the incident at the age of five, voices appeared in his head. Talking nonstop, usually they’d be quiet but at the sight of blood they’d get real loud.
Philza adopted him into his family, and introduced him to his two sons, Tommy and Wilbur. Both were avivan hybrids. Tommy’s first impression of him was that he was a pet. Piglins are different from other creatures and hybrids, they’re pigs with intelligence like humans, they walk like humans too, but they don’t look like humans.
They got along regardless, Tommy and Wilbur treating him like a brother, Techno however, was still insecure about the fact that he looked nothing like them. Phil quickly noticed it and brought him to his wife, Kristen, who was a witch, she gave him a potion that changes his appearance. After drinking it, smoke engulfed him, he sneezed before looking back at the married couple looking at him happily.
Looking at a nearby mirror, he looks like Wilbur, except for his pink hair with brown roots, his piglin ears were still there and his eyes were red instead of chocolate brown like Wilbur’s.
Tommy and Wilbur were celebrating when he showed them his new look, Wilbur even said that they could be twins. It was the first time Techno felt like he belonged somewhere.
While growing up with his brothers, Tommy and Wilbur, Techno became the responsible oldest sibling. Philza trusts him being in charge whenever he’s away, he’s the only one that can control the energetic gremlin in the house. Being in charge means he got to know what to do, what to expect.
But he certainly didn’t expect Tommy to befriend a dangerous person in a cave.
Tommy kept talking about a caveman he found yesterday, Wilbur said there was no one. Making it hard to believe Tommy. Phil had warned Tommy about heading off without telling no one.
When Tommy heads out this morning, Techno follows him, the blonde flies all the way there, faster than Techno but the pinkette is a piglin hybrid, he can track down his scent.
Seeing an actual person in the cave isn’t what he expected, even if he believes Tommy’s story, he expected an actual caveman not an avivan chilling with a bunch of animals.
The person has long messy raven hair with three pairs of golden wings, including the two small pairs besides his head. He wears a blue tracksuit and black boots. Techno can’t help but let his eyes wander towards the scar on the person’s face, they have heterochromia judging how blue their left eye was.
When ‘Big Q’ threatens him, Techno feels hostility radiating off him. The guy smirks when he knows Techno is nervous, that smirks offend the voices in his head, making them incredibly louder.
KILL. THREAT? TOMMY. BIG Q? THE AUDACITY. ELIMINATE. THREAT!
Tommy making the inappropriate comment at the moment thankfully shuts the voice up but making him embarrassed in the progress. When they leave, Techno glances back at ‘Q’, seeing him making a silent gesture at him makes Techno shudder a bit.
“Techno, what do you think of Big Q?” Tommy asks, oblivious to Techno’s discomfort at the mention of the man… Boy? How old was the avivan?
BIRDIE. GOLD. BEAUTIFUL. PRETTY. DANGEROUS. THREAT? WINGS.
“He Is… Unique. I don’t think we should tell Phil about him.” The gesture back then was enough to tell Techno that the avivan loves his privacy a lot and would mind if people knew about him.
“Yeah, Big Q would probably let Purple bite Wilbur if he ever sees him, I think he’ll like Tubbo though..” Tubbo was a kid that Philza brought home one day, he’s a ram hybrid about Tommy’s age. Philza said that his dad couldn’t take care of him so they'll take care of the kid.
“Big Q has a ram at his place, they’re cool and clingy, just like Tubbo.” Tommy yawns on his back, rubbing his eyes sheepishly, despite Tommy saying he’s a big man, Techno still insists on treating him like a kid, he wants Tommy to have a perfect childhood growing up.
PROTECT. SLEEPYINNIT. BABY BROTHER. PROTECT. BIRDIE.
“Hey Tommy, do you think that I’ll be able to visit Big Q tomorrow with you?”