There’s a knock at Tommy’s door- not too loud, but quick and excited. Quackity. Thankfully Tubbo and Ranboo aren’t here right now or else they’d spring to the door before Tommy could get the chance too. Out of all of them, Tommy’s forty-five percent sure that Quackity is their favorite hockey player.

“Tommy! Tommy!” He calls cherrily. “ Tomas ! Are you in here- oop-” Tommy pulls the door open, cutting Quackity off mid-sentence. “Oh. Tommy! Hey man!”

“Quackity, hi.” Tommy smiles a little. He can’t really help it- how could anyone not smile when looking at Quackity? “What's- are you okay?”

“Oh yeah, oh yeah,” he waves Tommy’s concern away. Well, waves as best he can with his arms full of bags. Like, full of bags. They’re hanging off his arm like they do in the movies. It’s incredible- how he hasn’t just fallen over yet makes no sense to Tommy. “Can I come in to put some of this down, man?”

Tommy steps aside, letting Quackity shuffle in sideways. He follows hesitantly, frowning when the man just dumps it all on Tommy’s neatly made bed. One of the bags spill over and a bunch of colorful packages of candy fall out- so many that Tommy's never even heard of them.

“This is...a lot.” Tommy remarks.

“Definitely. I did some shopping. Since we're on our last couple weeks here, I thought I'd take advantage of it- did you know that Alaska has the world’s largest chocolate fountain? I sure didn't. I do now though. I’ll have to take you sometime.”

"That's cool. Um- are these all for Sapnap?"

Quackity wrinkles his nose. "Oh no, no way. No, he helped me buy most of this stuff. Tommy, you wouldn't believe how bad I am with directions. And- uh- regulating my purchases."

Tommy blinks. This is Quackity when he's being regulated? He's sure there are like, three different hoodies there. All themed with various animals and insanely fluffy.

“Wait where’s {{user}}, your skating partner some of this is for them too!”