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He was sitting next to Niki while she was rubbing his back in a comforting manner, trying to mimic her breathing rhythm with moderate success. This went on for a couple more minutes before the avian’s brain connected something, Tubbo , he got up abruptly, immediately regretting it as black spots obscuring his vision almost completely, ok so not such a good idea.
It wasn’t time to worry about himself though and he expressed so “Niki, Tubbo is probably still trapped in his room” he said in rapid succession of word and immediately started heading towards the door as he added “I need to check on him” and just as he was turning the door knob Niki rested her hand on his shoulder, silently asking him to stop.
“Tubbo is fine Quackity, he was the one who asked me for help” he turned to face her as he calmed down from his previous haste “Why do you think he didn’t help you?” oh, that actually made sense “Apparently Wilbur told him he needed to talk to you, and had a bad feeling about it” she briefly looked down to his belly before going on “And well, here we are.”
And even if she was subtle about it he noticed the short look directed to his middle section “I’m sorry, I should have told you and the other since the moment you accepted me in Pogtopia, but I was just so scared and well I didn’t want something li-like this to happen” he said sluttering a little at the end out of nervousness.
The blond women pushed the other one back to the edge of the bed to sit down before shooting him what she hoped was an understanding look “You have nothing to be sorry about, you were in a very difficult situation and you did what you thought, I could never blame you for that”
Maybe it was the previous panic, the hormones or the constant anxiety he had been through the lasts months, but the moment he heard those words he broke down and he couldn’t bring himself to care who saw him, he cried the tears he hadn't cried since the election, he cried all the emotions he keep bottled up until it felt like he sinking in a lake of heaviness.
And although he zoned out a little, Quackity could feel the reassuring and comforting hand rubbing circles into his back, most likely in an attempt to calm him down once again after his second break down in the day. After what seemed hours but were most likely a couple of minutes the avian could feel himself start to breath evenly again.
So as he began hearing something else than his own thoughts and sobs he noticed Niki was speaking to him “and if you want I could try to make you new clothes, maybe Techno could help, I heard he lived alone for quite a bit, so maybe he knows something about making clothes? I don’t know really-” before the other could continue her rambling, the hybrid said “Thank you” with a warm smile adorning his face, he had a slight sense of peace he hadn’t experienced in months.
He went on “Well, I think I’ll accept your offer on the new clothes, mine have started to get a little small” Quackity gave her a half hug by throwing his arm briefly around her shoulders briefly before returning his arm to his lap.
They stayed in a comfortable silence until Niki asked “Do you want to go out now?” it was soft, and it made it clear that she would respect his choice, so after a moment of consideration he answered “Sure”.
He should have expected, but it still surprised him to see Tommy, Technoblade and Tubbo waiting outside the door, it made him a little lightheaded to be in the presence of the half-piglin as he was still terrified Quackity, but he willed himself to look the taller man in the eyes. He was half-proud when the other looked back and he didn’t flinch.
Tommy in contrast to the adults next to him seem to have grown a little restless of waiting outside and then having to watch as the rest of them seemed perfectly content with the silence. And true to his straightforward self said “So Big Q…” he hesitated just a tiny bit before going on with his question “Are you really… You know…” said the blond while gesturing to his torso. which now showed his bump a bit more because the cloth had been pressed against it.
God this was going to be hard to explain Quackity thought to himself as he gathered enough courage tell himself he couldn’t go on with his lie and to answer with the most confident voice he had “Yeah, it's actually not a very long story” he took a deep breath as he started to tell his story to everyone.
Well, there is no going back now
He wanted to hope it was a good thing