Techno, He Wants You To Stay With Him. Also He Says Thank You

Techno, he wants you to stay with him. Also he says “thank you”

Techno shrugs and climbs into the bed awkwardly trying to avoid the tubes and wires. Pet makes a sound between a gasp and a sigh letting go of Techno's hand and curling up next to him.

I acknowledge that you believe you were happy. But we have witnessed him messing with your emotions and causing you genuine emotional distress for even daring to say “I don’t want pancakes today”

Ardent sighs. He locks the door. "I'm going grocery shopping tomorrow. Alone. Wait no I need someone to watch Althea."

You wanna know the crazy thing about Pet, Domino? Before your Quackity got his grubby little mitts on him, Pet was actually living in Quackity’s basement as a house pet. At least he had a garden then. His Quackity wasn’t much better but he didn’t kill Pet before heading to work at least

Domino stops at the front door. He picks up the small blob putting it in his pocket. "Tell me everything you know." He has a look in his eyes. A fire that burns so bright it'll melt the bones holding it if only for more fuel.

Shortly version is that Pet was only free from prison for about a week before being discovered by Quackity and taken to the Las Nevadas Bunker. Pet got some Stockholm Syndrome and Quackity got drunk and violent some nights. Pet took it because he liked being touched by Quackity and being around the bastard. Quackity kept him there at all hours and gave him a garden to tend to. Pet was… happy… with this arrangement. Then he ended up here, buried in the sands of Las Nevadas where Ardent’s version of Quackity found him.

Domino walks and walks. He finds himself on the hill overlooking las Nevadas. It's bigger than the last time he worked there. He spits on the ground. "Count your fucking days."

But Pet, what about Techno, Punz, or Sapnap?

Three figures appear. You can't see their faces. One points a sword at Sir. One points a sword at you. The other watches them both. Sir shields you with his body. You wish you could stand to do the same for him.

What good reason is there to have people kill each other for someone else’s amusement? That’s a bad thing. What is that teaching Althea? That it’s good to take advantage of those less fortunate if you can make money off their suffering?

Ardent closes his front door. "He wasn't perfect. And I don't forgive him for what he did to Althea. But. I wasn’t perfect either."