(Okay, sorry, I had to do something. Okay, here we go. Skeppy was created in a lab and was part of an experiment to see if humans could be mixed with ore and be used to provide whatever gems or precious metals those ores were of. Skeppy was the only survivor and the scientists were incredibly abusive. He ran away and lived in multiple places, each time being used for automatic diamond production. He cries diamonds and has diamonds embedded in his body, the largest being in his cheeks and across his chest. He met Bad, originally terrified of being used again, but realized that Bad wasn't like that. Skeppy picks the diamonds out of his skin when he's anxious and gives them to Bad.)
Quackity nodded. "Yeah, of course, Karl!"
Karl smiled. "What can we do to get your ear feathers back?"
George nodded. "Okay. Well, whenever you are ready, tell me."
(Oh, okay, that's good! I'm glad you like it. I just- how do we want to use it?)
Karl nodded. "You're beautiful no matter what, love."
Quackity teared up from their honest compliments and started to cry happily. "Really? You don't see anything wrong with it?"
George sighed, giggling. "You are on the perfect position for this!" He cries, starting to tickle Dream without even warning him, wanting to hear his laugh.
(maybe like, skeppy likes things set in stone and hates experiments and needles and is sensitive about certain things because he remembers. and he can cry diamonds and stuff?)
“No!” Sapnap said gently. “I love them!”
“AH!” Dream exclaimed, trying to wriggle away. “Stop it!”
Karl nodded, gently wiping Quackity's tears away. "I love you so much! You are beautiful, love! You know how much these golden feathers of yours bring out those eyes?"
Quackity sniffles, shaking his head. "I don't. Only because it's been so long since someone has genuinely loved me and called me beautiful and accepted me for being a duck..."
George laughed. "Never!!" He cries, tickling, Dream more.
(Oh, yeah we could. I think the flinching would work. Bad would immediately worry-)
Karl nodded, happy to see that this was pure joy that was causing Quackity to cry.
"Karl, Sapnap, thank you! Thank you for everything! For loving me, for accepting me! For accepting my trauma, my scars, everything! Thank you!!" Quackity cried, throwing his arms around his fiancés.
George giggled, shaking his head as he continued to tickle Dream. "Why should I stop?"
