Continuation Of My Last Post. Because I Wanted To Make Up For It. Don't Know How To Call This AU. Maybe

Continuation of my last post. Because I wanted to make up for it. Don't know how to call this AU. Maybe "Cursed Limbo" or so... Part one:

Its a pretty calm day...that's worrying, usually it's not that quiet. Fundy made his way to the room, that was given to the ex-president. The fox-hybrid actually wanted to give him a tour around Las Nevadas...since Schlatt didn't really get one, when he got here.

The young ginger slowly let his long ears down, pressed to his head, it was quiet behind the door and that gave him bad memories about the night where he saw Schlatt, in his own blood...this let shiver down his spine. bad memories, that's for sure.

Fundy knocked at the door. -Schlatt...are you coming out?- at first there was silence, which already gave a bad feeling but then, a piece of paper was shoved under the door. Since Schlatt still preferred to stay non-verbal, this was the easiest way to communicate...he is not dead, that's good...

The fox-hybrid picked the paper up and read it...it said a simple no. Fundy was now confused -What, why? Nobody but us two, it's pretty earlie. Why won't you come out?-. another paper and this time, Fundy almost dropped it after reading....it said:

I won't come out, because I am not gay.

A quiet chuckle escaped Fundy...that's unbelievable. The door opened with an annoying noise.

-Did you...really wait the whole time...just to make this joke?- a little nod was the answer. This wasn't much...but Fundy was actually glad that Schlatt seemed to be relaxed enough for such a silly thing. It was strange, but kind of familiar in some way. Still not much...but it seems like progress. Even if those are really small steps, Fundy believes that they are heading the right way.

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Some short, but in my opinion cute headcanons. (Ps: There is a lot with Schlackity...so...dont like=dont read, thank you and have a nice day)

•JSchlatt would leave some kisses on Quackitys scar. (I really like the theme with "kissing the scars")

•Quackity is better with words then actions, when it comes to apologies. Schlatt is the opposite, he will not say that he is "sorry" or admit his fault, to much of a ram for it, but he will try to make up for it with gifts or other activities. Like taking Quackity out for a date, just having nice moments together after a long work day etc.

•JSchlatt has a little tail that he tries to hide with his work blazer or just with pants that go above the tail, it isn't comfortable.

•On quiet evenings, Schlatt would help Quackity to groom his wings, they are sensitive, which is why the duck hybrid was very hesitant at the beginning. It is a sign of trust.

•After his death, Glatt came with Quackity to Las Nevadas. The relationship is shattered of course...but not beyond repair.

•The most accepting of the whole crew is Fundy. He actually missed Schlatt.

•At one of the days, the fox-boy decided to surprise everyone with breakfast....and...well...a surprise it was. There was toast which made Glatt paranoid and he lost the sense of reality, just staying in his "dying room". (Yes. He made himself a dying room.)

•This was the first time that he and Quackity had a long and serious conversation.

•The duck hybrid helped his ex fiance to calm down and believe that he isn't dying again.

•In most rooms there are thick curtains, since Glatt can't go out in the sun. There will always be someone with him, to close the curtains.

wasn´t it confirmed that Ghostbur...had kind of a “relationship” with friend?....ehm...oh oh

IM NOT SORRY BECAUSE IM RIGHT!

I just want some fluff guys. So...here is a "AU" where everything is the same...but Quackity and Schlatt actually have a good relationship and...Quackity randomly adopts ducklings. Yes. That's the AU. Quackity will just take more and more ducklings in the white house...and Schlatt will have to just deal with it. Is this some Bs? Maybe. But it seems cute.

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Schlatt: ...Quackity, what do ya have there?

Quackity, while standing with his back turned to his husband and holding a bunch of little duck : ...Nothing?

Schlatt, already done with this all: Ya know that we can't take in even more ducks, sugar.

Quackity: But they were all alone! And...why not? There is enough space...

Schlatt: Because...everywhere I go, there are ducks...and we have Fundy here...he is a fox-hybrid...ya are really teasing him with that...

Quackity, already knowing that he can't argue with that, so he chooses the guilty voice: I know....but please? Common guapito.....those are the last ones...I swear!

Schlatt, already knowing that this is not true, questioning why he agreed to marry this man: Last ones. That or they will be grill-material.

Quackity already nodded wildly, knowing for sure that this was just a shallow threat without the intention to really do such horrible thing.

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Schlatt: ALEX!

This cry was probably heard not only in the White House, but in whole Manburg. As soon as Quackity reached his husband, already holding a sword, thinking that he is in danger, he had to stop himself from almost falling. The scene in front of him was...something...

His husbands hair was messy, probably after his work out routine, tie already untied and he had a...not very pleasant look on his face. In front of his love was the giant bathtub, definitely big enough for two persons....if not three or four...and it was full with water and more importantly...full with duck baby's that were just swimming around. That explains why Schlatt called him.

-...They have to swim from time to time...- the first justification didn't have to wait.

-...Alex. I am sweating after work out, I still have work to do in the office, Wilbur burned our farms, which means that we have to get a new location for it, so we won't starve and the only thing that I want is to take a fucking bath.- The ram wasn't even shouting, which meant that...he really was stressed. He took a breath and then exhaled.

-Take them out and then let me know, when I can come back.-

He left, going to the office and Quackity just started to feel guilty...well...a little bit...he knew that Schlatt wasn't angry at him and that it was just the stress, but he wanted to make the situation better.

Some minutes passed and the duck hybrid opened the door that lead to his husbands office, which surely wasn't small. At the sound of the door opening and closing, the ram-hybrids ears twitched a little bit and he looked up, looking...more tired then anything else. Nobody said anything. Quackity just walked to the desk, stept to his husbands side, letting his own hands on the broad shoulders. He left a gentle kiss on the cheek of his man, smiling weakly. Schlatt exhaled loudly.

-I shouldn't have shout.- This was enough of an apology, that wasn't even needed.

-It's okay...how about that...we take a relaxing bath together and take the rest of the day as free of work?...-

-Sugar...I already told you, there is a lot to handle right now---

-I know...I know...but Fundy and Tubbo are there...-

-We can't shove this work on two kids. This will be a disaster.-

-They will handle it just fine...and if not, then we will stop everything before the nation burns to ashes...common Schlatt...mi amor...pumpkin spice...love of my life...-

-Okay...okay...a bath and two hours free....not more...-

-I can work with that...- The duck hybrid said with a gentle smile, scratching his husband behind the long ears, quietly chuckling when they twitch from the action. Just a little bit of patience and everything will be fine.

I regret everything and nothing at the same time.