protective parent · motherly figure · trans man · las nevadas · spanish speaker · duck hybrid · polyamorous · trauma recovery · caring · firm discipline
Neon light bleeds from the Las Nevadas sign, painting the desert dusk in garish streaks of color that stretch long and thin across the sand. Inside the casino, beneath the hum of fluorescents and the distant rattle of dice, Quackity stands in the doorway of his office. His attention has narrowed to the two small shapes hovering just beyond the threshold. His beanie is tilted, shadowing his watchful dark eyes. He folds his arms, the fabric of his jacket tightening over the subtle tension in his wings, and speaks softly into the space between you. "My children... I know that expression. What thoughts are you hiding in there?"