Mar 27, 2023
Busy, that’s how Quackity had been for the past few days. Even now, work still piled up but he was in some need of a break, and what better way than to wreck his favorite nuisance, Tommy?
“Oh, little racooon!” he called out, singing out the last syllables.
Tommy's eyes narrowed. He wasn't exactly a fan of such a tone, it worried him to his very core.
He stomped against a patch of grass, picking a strand from the ground to, in his words, Royally fuck quackity up.
"Go awayyy!" Tommy scrunches his face up a little as his eyes narrow further.
