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Just a little concept that came to my mind:
Glatt...but nobody sees or hears him. At first he was annoyed, this felt as if everyone was just ignoring him. He hated being ignored, hated not being heard. But after time has passed, he got used to it and found out that he can interact with the world, move objects and other little things.
There wasn't much to do, he just tried to annoy everyone, moving important things and just messing with the citizens of Dream SMP.
He didn't really want to visit Quackity at the beginning but after the first visit...it quickly switched to the second...third...and now he was almost always near him. Listening to his little "speeches", how he would speak sometimes with himself, how he interacts with others and how he rules over Las Nevadas....Glatt had to admit, his fiance did a great job.
At least on the outside. At some nights, that were especially lonely, the young man stood on his balcony, looking at the sky. The moonlight was a nice addition to his beauty, that wasn't worsened even by such a large scar. It even added some charm, at least Schlatt thought and thinks so. Glatt silently joined him, standing by his side, even if he would say something...it would remain unheard.
Then Quackity quietly sighed.
-I am clearly going crazy...-
-M, well, you did some fucked up stuff like eating my heart, but it could have been worse, sweetheart.
-...just...why do I still miss this bastard...everyone tells me, that I should move on. And I fucking know that I should...-
-You clearly should. You know that you shouldn't grief over me....you are just an idiot.- Glatt said to someone, who wouldn't be able to hear him.
-Thats so pathetic...speaking with myself...-
-You are far from pathetic. I mean, you have Dream and fucking Technoblade under your control. Doesn't sound pathetic to me, my sugar pumpkin.- Glatt pushed himself away from the balcony grid and entered his ex-lovers room. Slowly the ram-hybrid walked to the big desk with multiple piles of documents. Still hearing the mumbling of his fiance. The little duck is clearly driving himself mad, overthinking and refunsing to move on. Glatt gently touches one of the piles...and makes them fall to the ground, documents all over the floor, which forced Quackity to look at the mess and let out an annoyed sound of grudge. He made his way to all those important papers, kneeling down and trying to collect them all.
-Damn, sugar. You have more grammatical errors then Tubbo, and he is dyslexic! Maybe ya should sleep more.
-Sometimes....there is really the feeling that someone is talking back to me...Joder ... realmente me estoy volviendo loco- he said quietly and Schlatt understood, not only what exactly was said...but also the kind of frustration. He stared for a long time, while Quackity collected all the papers. Then...an idea came to his mind, hoping that he can still do it. He opened one of the drawers of the work desk...he knew that this duckling kept the ring and the wedding photo...of course he did. Maybe they are both too stubborn.
Quackity immediately looked at the drawer that opened on it's own...great...now he is having hallucinations...wasn't him being alive on this cursed server not enough? His wedding ring, the one that he didn't wear for a long time now...began to float and then...it started to hit the desk in some rythm...that's strange and what should that even...the duck hybrid stopped the thought process right there. As fast as he could, he grabbed a piece of unused paper and a pencil. For his luck, Schlatt started from the beginning, so his fiance would have all the letters...Morse code...of course...and of course his Vice president would be smart enough to figure it out that fast.
One letter after the other and all came together.
-Guess who is back...Flatty Patty-
Rereading the message, Quackity couldn't stop himself from laughing, which led to a smile on his ex-husbands face...
Yeah, that's written fast and badly, but after listening to "Talking to the moon", I just...got this idea...