Quackity ignores his problems. That's all he does; he ignores things that he feels envious of. He often ignores anything that he doesn't want to think about or do so. For that same reason, he ignores the crow that keeps pecking on the window in his bedroom.
He also ignored the fact that Sapnap intended on hitting him while they were arguing with Karl, so what did he do? Simple he just walked away, making his finances, well ex finances now. What happened? Oh, you know Sapnap and Karl talked amongst themselves and decided to break off the marriage. Yeah, crazy I know!
Quackity also ignored all the time Schlatt would hit him for fun or use him. But oh well, it wasn't a big deal for Quacktiy. It was normal in a relationship to get punished for things you did wrong, or not pleasing your lover properly. I mean he is used to it, so it doesn't bother him as much, or does it? But Quackity spends most of his time messaging Tommy making sure everything is going well, and if Tommy ever needs something from him.
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It was late in the afternoon, around 4:50 PM. Quackity was in the bathroom using it of course. After he finished doing it, you know? Business. Once Quackity heard the sound of the toilet flushing he went to wash his hands. He quietly hummed a random tune he made up in his head, grabbing the bar of soap and circling the bar around the palm of his hand, making sure it goes between his fingers, he then turns on the faucet and let the water run down his hands and swiftly moves his hand with circular motion. Quackity then dries his hand on a towel and looks up to the mirror to see something rather strange, well different?
There was a feather that turned into a jet-black feather. He ignored it and tugged it off, not caring if it was damaged or healthy. Quackity didn't even wince as he plucked the feather of his right-side wing.
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It's been a few days since the execution of Technoblade which didn't turn out great since Techno did end up escaping and he did end up putting a pickaxe through Quackity's skull. Leaving Quackity with a huge, jagged scar that went down across his eyebrow, through his eye down to his lip on the left side of his face. Did it hurt? Well yeah but not as much as seeing your husband sleeping with someone else for the first time. But anyways, Quackity was on the stage of Manburg where the whole execution happened. He was taking well to putting away or I guess throwing away the stuff used for the execution like the cage that was used to keep Techno in of course. Quackity was pulling the iron bars of the cage till someone spoke up, startling Quackity
"Hello there Quackity!" Ghostbur said with pure joy in his voice seeing his b- I meant friend. Quackity whipped his head around to see a floating ghost with a red beanie on his head wearing a yellow knitted sweater with blue stains covering it and of course holding blue dye in his hands staining them as well.
"Oh, uh hey there Ghostbur, ya need anything man?" Quackity asked unsure of how to talk to a literal ghost. "I came here to see how you're doing, it's been a while, oh, and I also came here to give you some blue! Here take it" Ghostbur says as he shoves the blue into Quackity hand's already staining his hands.
"Ah, uh- um thank you very much Ghostbur I'll cherish this, I very much appreciate it, thank you" Quackity mentally slapped himself for stammering like that. "Are you okay Quackity?" Ghostbur asked with a concerned tone of voice.
"Yeah, I-
"Oh, I remember something! I can't believe I almost forgot to tell you!"
Quackity tilted his head showing interest in what the blue ghost had to say.
"Philza is searching for you!"
Poof And Ghostbur disappeared. Fuck. But why is Phil searching for me? Fuck wait this could be for revenge. Shit, I'm fucked. I'm going to die again; well, I don't mind it. Oh well, too bad I'm going to die. I mean I don't blame Phil; we did put him and Techno on house arrest and then Phil ended up escaping. Oh, whatever.
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Quackity was at home in his small living room. Quackity was once again plucking feathers that looked ugly, and the charcoal-looking feathers, the damaged ones even, he tugged out the ones that didn't seem to be organized, well if you know what I mean. Then a crow stood near the window of Quackity's windowsill, watching him pluck a black feather. Quackity heard the bird caw. He looked over the direction the bird was and smirked. Quackity then dug through his so-called messed-up wings and grabbed the base of a feather that was the same color as the crow and Pluck. The crow begins to caw chaotically trying to signal him to stop but Quackity just ignored and laughs, having a huge grin plastered on his face.
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Phil was about to leave when he heard the sound of a crow coming toward him, so he outstretched his arm for the bird to stand on his arm. The crow seemed to be in distress. He listened to the bird the distress chirping.
Hatchling
Phil hummed to let the crow know that he was listening.
Wings
"What about their wings?"
Hurt
Phil seemed concerned "Is it, Wilbur?"
The crow shakes his head no.
Phil took a minute and asked, "Is it, Tommy?"
The crow once again shakes his no.
"Techno?"
The crow starts to chirp as he did earlier with frustration.
Fuck mate who is it? It could be Quackity, but he is a duck, well at least I think he is some type of bird. But that doesn't mean anything, just cause my instincts to go wild around the kid doesn't mean anything. Quackity might just have a bit of avian blood in him. But there is also Alex, wait no he's gone. Hopefully with his mother. As Phil thinks the crow huffs in frustration at Phil for not understanding.