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mcdonalds || cc!quackity x reader

note: this is for my two stunning moots @cherios and @ttakinou and im so happy to be a part of this writing event

prompt: “kiss me right now or i will cry in front of this mcdonalds”

pronouns/gender: none mentioned

edited by: @notphilosopherstudentblog 

sat on the curb outside your local mcdonalds, you grab an extra fry from the bottom of the paper bag and place it into your mouth. quackity sat besides you, consuming his own food. the two of you decided to go on a random mcdonalds run at midnight to satisfy your hunger. 

the serene parking lot mixed with the smell of greasy fast food was oddly comforting, something you could never get tired of.  

looking down, you notice the absence of your fries and frown. underneath your breath, you mutter some incoherent words. it was only something along the lines of “i should’ve gotten more”. reaching over, you grab a couple of quackity’s. 

the grains of salt melted and mixed with the starch, creating a savoury and delicious taste that only made you crave for more.

“did you just steal my fries?” “uhh yea- did you not just see what i did?” “what the fuck- we could have just bought you more fries!” “yea, but yours are right here.” “you owe me.” “yea, yea, okay.” “you know what- kiss me right now or i will cry in front of this mcdonalds.” “it was a couple of fries!”

you couldn’t help but be bewildered, which was very obviously displayed on your face. your boyfriend only pouted, tapping his lips for a kiss.

“you’re an idiot.”

you lean over and place a kiss on his lips, causing his lips to turn upwards into a smile. he then stands up, brushing off his pants. 

you only silently question his movements as he reaches a hand out towards you.

“you coming?” “where to?” “get you more fries, of course- unless you don’t want them anymore?” “nonono- let’s go, lead the way.”

he knew you couldn’t resist the salty, savoury fries, and he just wanted to see you happy.

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Summary: You and your son plan a special surprise for George on Father’s Day. Genre: fluff Warnings: nothing :D Pronouns: they/them Note: this was spontaneous so,,, idk how good it is T^T

The morning was bright as the sun beat down on the grassy field, the slight breeze swaying the blades of grass.

You stood in the kitchen, scrubbing down the counters to hide the remnants of the cake you had made earlier. Your apron was covered in flour, matching the light dusting over the counter. Wiping the sweat from your brow, you decided to open the window to let some air into the room.

One glance over at the clock and you realized that you had spent a lot longer baking than you had originally planned.

You quickly rushed down the hall and into the bedroom, untying your apron and dropping it in the laundry basket.

You walked over to George, gently shaking him awake. He groaned in annoyance, opening his eyes and giving you a slight smirk.

"Good morning," you muttered, leaning down to kiss his forehead.

He reached up to kiss the corner of your mouth, licking some of the frosting that was smeared on your cheek, "Are we having frosting for breakfast? I'm sure Olly will be happy about that."

As if on queue, your four year old son ran into the room, clambering onto the bed as fast as he could.

"Dad! You gotta get up, you gotta get up! We ‘ave somefing for you!" he squealed, practically bouncing on his knees. George chuckled, sitting up before picking up your son and placing him in his lap, "Really? What have you two done?"

Rolling your eyes, you took Olly away from George, "You get ready and then you can find out."

Lifting your son up and resting him on your hip, you walked back out to the kitchen. Olly giggled, clearly excited for what he had planned. He was practically pushing himself out of your arms.

Reaching down to kiss the top of his head, you take the cake out of the refrigerator, "Wait a sec, love. You might fall."

Breakfast was already out on the table and you knelt down to let your son run off to his room.

George came into the living room a few minutes later, stretching his arms above his head and letting out a sigh. He walked over to you, tugging you close to him, allowing himself to find purchase around your house waist.

"Did you even see the cake?" "We're having cake for breakfast?" he mumbled against your skin. "That might be even better than frosting."

You hummed in response, cupping his face and pulling him in for a kiss. You heard little feet pad against the wooden floor and you knew what was coming.

"Ewwww," Olly groaned from behind you. "Can we eat da cake now?"

Pulling away from George with a laugh, you turned around to scoop Olly up in your arms. He was dressed in a small blue sweater, a red rectangle on the front, and on his head, he wore a mushroom hat. It was a tad bigger than you had anticipated, the edge falling down to cover his eyes over and over again.

George stifled a laugh, "Olly, are you dressed like me?"

Your son nodded his head a bit too aggressively, the hat falling over his eyes again.

You pushed it up, smoothing his hair away from his eyes and pressing the kiss to his cheek.

"What do you think George?" you asked, motioning towards the cake on the table. "Happy Father's Day, my love."

George glanced over at the cake, and then at Olly snuggled up under your chin, a soft smile gracing his face.

"I think Olly looks adorable in his little mushroom hat," he said. "Thank you for the cake." "I ‘elped!" You laughed, "Mhm, that's why I had frosting all over my face."

George took Olly out of your arms, walking over to grab his own mushroom hat, "There, now we're matching!"

You felt your heart swell with love for both your husband, and your wonderful son. You were so lucky to have them.

"Okay, now who wants cake?"

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