[summary]
↳ after hours of hanging out with badboyhalo, skeppy suddenly showed up and quackity had the severe case of being a third-wheel.

[warning/s]
↳ language! so many curse words i should just gift subs. weak comedic lines because i'm not funny.

↳also! i made your IGN (in-game name) Peaches. it will be too unnatural if i just wrote "yourIGN" or "y/IGN". so yeah. hi, peaches!

[notes]
↳i'm sorry for the delay! i was taking my time adjusting to the mcyt fandom, watching streams and videos of them. but before i discovered mcyt, i'm already a hopeless simp for the beanie-wearing duck. so here's my first ever one-shot of him! i hope i did his character justice (meaning that i hope i actually nailed his spontaneous personality).

↳ again, i don't want to call streamers by their first name, but this time! i used it for plot purposes. (also because alex and quackity are two different personas, so if i typed alex then you know what i mean)

↳ THIS WAS UNEDITED! i wrote this at 12am and publushed at 1:30PM

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Quackity stared annoyingly at his other monitor where his Twitch chat was residing. He just wanted to yank his headphones and tear it apart from what he is sitting through right now.

"-and there's the sour cream flavor- oh, wait! Cheetos! Yes!"

"The spicy Cheetos-"

"Ugh! I love those spicy Cheetos!"

Quackity sighed for the fourth time in the conversation. He ran a hand through his face as he closed his eyes, trying to calm himself down.

His chat has been a spam of 'THIRD WHEEL LMAOO-' and other variations which is starting to tick him off.

About 15 minutes ago, he and Skeppy were just ganging up on BadBoyHalo about friendships and languages.

Now, Skeppy had to steer the subject away and have Bad to enumerate different kinds of chips.

With his last hope, the beanie-wearing boy opened his chatbox and entered the last message he sent earlier.

<Quackity> LEAVETT..........................................
<BadBoyHalo> Eret you muffin fuck get out of the server NOW!!!!!!!!

He didn't even let a smile creep on his face.

<Quackity> chill out bad :/
<Peaches> erets not even here :(

Quackity chuckled at his petty mistake and glanced to the left. Chat was now in a hivemind-like agreement demanding that you should join him in vc.

"-Skeppy! Did you remember the corn-"

"Sound muted. Microphone muted."

He began contemplating to actually invite you but his emotions pulled him from doing that immediately. He didn't want to admit it but he has been admiring you for a while, and while he didn't know, you can't help but feel the same. Your dynamic was the best one of the whole SMP ever since it started and was highly-requested by the audiences from both sides of said dynamic.

From time to time, you'd grant your fans' wishes and mess with him for a bit, maybe tease him or just plainly make fun of him. Quackity does the same, however, he didn't need chat's help. He just goes with the flow. The good thing was, he didn't need to think it through because doing bits and jokes with you are so fun and just natural. It's not awkward and stale. It's like the two of you are always on the same wavelength when it comes to senses of humor and you both love that.

Now, when it comes to your feelings, you tend to be pretty good at hiding it. When it comes to talking with Quackity, you wouldn't let yourself be easily flustered around him, and just treat the conversation as old friends. However, when your other friends from the SMP question you about your interactions with him, you fail to hide it from the loving tone of your voice.

Luckily, not one of those friends have said anything to Quackity. (Not that you know of, you weren't sure)

Right now, you haven't even addressed the fact that your fans have been 'shipping' the two of you since your first day on the SMP. There have been so many fanarts, fanfiction, and AMVs on the internet, and even though they were nice and cute, you couldn't help but think about how the other party feels about this situation.

So are you friends IRL, but flirting on the Dream SMP? Is QuackPeach canon or it was all just a bit?

There are so many questions.

Speaking of questions, one suddenly popped on the chat box and stared at him.

Peaches whispered to you: where are u rn

Almost immediately, the chat began spamming hearts, 'AWW', 'OMG', 'PEACHITY OTP', and others that kept the chat zooming through.

Before he could type your name and whisper to you the place, you chatted:

Peaches whispered to you: nvm i saw ur stream. omw!!

Quackity exited his chatbox. He went back to Teamspeak, clicking a few buttons.

"Sound resumed. Microphone activated."

Moments later, you dropped from the heavens.

"AH!" He screamed, as usual. "Oh, my God! Where did you come from?!" His high-pitched voice resounded as he moved his character and made it look up at the moon.

You pressed shift and your character crouched in front of him. From your trident to your free hand in Minecraft, you repeatedly clicked the left button mouse, looking like you're waving at him.

"Oh, hi..." Quackity mumbled. He switched tabs to Discord to see if you're going to join but no new messages were sent in the chats. "Uh..."

He began to open his chatbox and message you, but you squatted up and down at him as if you want to tell him something.

<Peaches> i have a gift for u

Bad stopped ranting about milk and cereal and travelled towards the rooftop where you and Quackity were staring at each other.

<Quackity> what is it
<Peaches> you've been ranting to me about this for AGES it's so annoying. so.....

You remained crouching and went to your inventory and hovered over the item you wanted to give him. You dispose of it until it was out of the boxes.

Quackity basically hyperventilated as he noticed the multiple blocks of cinnamon rolls floating on the quartz roof. He quickly maneuvered his way over the blocks and wiggled back and forth until he had it in his inventory. He then opened it and saw-

"12 Netherite?! Holy shit, no way!" He began to cheer and shout 'YES BABY' over and over again, while his arms are raised so high.

"Sound muted. Microphone muted."

He grabbed his microphone and yelled, "Poggers in the chat! Poggers!"

And the chat followed. Well, some, because the others spammed hearts and AWs, along with the lines of 'she's so sweet!', 'i love her sm aaaaaa', or 'quackity doesn't deserve her'

With caps lock on, Quackity hastily typed;

<Quackity> THANK U SO MUCH PEACHES <3
<Quackity> MWA

"Oh shit oh shit oh shit," he panicked as his fingers slightly shook. In his opinion that show of affection might've been too much. In fact, it was literal cringe. "Is there a fucking uh- delete- delete message or something? Fuck. No, no, no!!!"

He basically slammed the heels of his palms onto his closed eyelids.

TWITCH CHAT
bruhwtf69: N OMEGALUL

lolololhaha: monkaW
igiftsubs: LMAOOOO
girlplscomeon: MWA
coolusername: MWA
peacheshi: mwa

<BadBoyHalo> :O
<Skeppy> :O
<awesamdude> :O

<Peaches> YOU ARE WELCOME QUACKITY
<Peaches> MWA!!!

And there goes Twitch chat. It has been filled yet again with multiple AWs, PogChamps, hearts, MWAs, requesting for you to join in his vc, and your shipnames which comes in different forms. From your real name mixed with his Alex, to your IGN (in-game name) mashed together, either creating Peachity, QuackPeach, or any other anagram and all that shit.

He wants to scream in a pillow so badly, or maybe punch the wall next to him. "Oh my God, chat, that was so- embarrasing! Oh my... God, AGH!" Quackity began ranting. "I swear to God if someone fucking clipped that I'm gonna blow up George's house and L'manberg. Yeah, I said it. I-"

Du-du!

The familiar tone chimed, meaning that someone joined a Discord call.

"Oh- oh fuck. I accidentally closed my Teamspeak, wait. Ah shit." He moved his mouse towards Discord and saw your icon residing in VC1. He stared at it before suddenly, Bad and Skeppy joined you there as well. The three icons lit up in rhythm, signalling that the three of you were talking.

He joined the group after moments of his mouse hovering on the call.

"-doing?"

"Oh, we are just hanging out!" Bad replied. "We were actually talking about lists of chips until you decided to interrupt me and meet with this muffinhead."

Skeppy chuckled at this, while you rolled your eyes. "Well, I saw that he was lonely so I wanted to accompany him. He was just watching you two from the rooftop, the sight was actually so depressing." You grinned. "So, I'm sorry for interrupting your make-out session."

"HEY!" Bad bellowed.

Quackity smiled widely. "Y/N, thank you so, so much for saving me from this- actual monstrosity."

Skeppy just laughed, while Bad tried to intervene. You let out a chuckle. "What happened?"

"I'm third-wheeling hard right now. They're all just kept being 'kissy kissy' and 'mwa mwa mwa' over there." Quackity ranted, pretending that two subjects weren't here and hearing him.

"HEY!"

"See? Like I said Bad, I'm so sorry for interrupting your make-out session."

"NO!"

You continued, "Now why don't you keep doing that and let me and Quackity third-wheel from a distance?"

The two of you didn't get to hear Bad's last message because you transferred yourself to VC2. Quackity soon followed.

"Hello?"

"Hi!" Quackity exclaimed.

"Hello! How are you?"

"I-yeah! I'm doing- I'm doing fine." He moved his character again, seeing that Bad and Skeppy did indeed continue their banter about food.

Your character crouched in front of his. "Are you okay? It seemed like you're going round and round. Get it? 'Cause you're a wheel?"

"I'm so tired of this. I give up." He placed a hand on the side of his face dejectedly.

"Aww, Quackity..." You cooed, but he heard a smile on your voice, and his mouth twitched upward. Your character walked around him, uncrouching every now and then. "You wanna talk about chips?"

Quackity laughed slighlty. It was the kind of laugh that sounded like he was tired. He might've been streaming for quite a while now, and from the slight slurring of his words, you can tell that his energy have been worn out.

So you did your best to keep him and his chat, most of all, entertained. You decided to answer some of his chat's questions (which Alex warned you not to do it because his chat can be a little bit weird and annoying).

You also talked about Bad swearing and the fact that Skeppy and Quackity are actually best friends and are meeting up. You were confused and asked if they were actually gonna meet up. He told you yes, but seconds later, you saw in chat the word NO, which means that it was probably all a joke.

"Wait, but why can't I meet with you?"

"...Uh- well-?"

"Do you hate me, Quackity."

"No? It's because of this goddamn virus-"

"Oh but that wouldn't stop you from meeting Skeppy? God I sounded like Bad for a second there." You muttered the last part.

Quackity laughed. "Skeppy is a different story, we should wait until all of this is over and then I can finally meet you."

"...Okay."

You didn't want to admit, but hearing that he wanted to meet you as much as you do, brought a flutter to your heart. You didn't continue the conversation (or it was just a bit, you weren't sure) but the two of your characters found themselves staring at the sunset as it slowly sunk down on the horizon.

Meanwhile, Bad and Skeppy's characters were silently staring at the two block people standing next to each other, wondering if they were actually the ones third-wheeling, not the other two.