You’re secretly Wilbur and Quackity’s kid, you look just like Quackity but your wings are smaller and black.

You’re an orphan though. Well kind of. You were told your parents couldn’t take care of you and left you in the care of Philza. This was a lie. Quackity had gotten into trouble with the mafia and Wilbur didn’t tell anyone about you so he left you at Philza’s doorstep one night and snuck in through his window and fell asleep while Quackity was in hiding. Philza took you in and you grew up, never knowing who were parents were, but Wilbur eventually told Philza about what happened.

That was 14 years ago. You’re in seventh grade now and well your school life isn’t great at all. You get severely beaten up and made fun of but at least your grades are good. Your best friend moved away and a kid in your math class convinced everyone you stole her watch so everyone hates you now. And to make your life worse than it already is, Quackity finally came out of hiding as the mafia who was chasing him was cut down.

So he came back and he and Wilbur sat you down to speak about it and tell you the truth.

You were very confused to say the least.

Fortunately or unfortunately, you got Quackity’s skills and are probably better than him to be honest. You can pickpocket people without thinking, you can pick locks quick as hell, your bargains are high and you always convince people to give in, you’re like a mastermind thief, you can lie really really well and you can also gamble really well and can beat a grown man in a fight in mere minutes!

So the next day, you decided to pickpocket Quackity’s extra phone to read his and Wilbur’s messages, along with a couple of his knives, gambling cards, poker chips, cigarettes, couple dollars and a lighter.