Approximately one week later, the Las Nevadas casino had been restored to its former glory. It honestly looked even better than it had before the Battle of the Fre Shavoca Do. Quackity was still the owner, but he now had Ennard as his co-owner. Ennard was still somewhat upset over the death of his father, Purple Guy, but he remembered that he was about to kill him, and didn't mind it much. He was also very happy that he had a nice, stable job, and could afford to pay rent, much to the disapproval of Sonic and his boyfriend, Shrek.

I hadn't attempted to reach out to Glitch, nor them to me. They were still somewhere far away, with Thor, Natasha, and JD to look over them, and I knew they were happy. I hadn't spoken to Smart Hulk much either. He was working at a lab in a different state, where his brains were needed, and was very busy. I didn't mind much. As long as Technoblade was with me, I was happy.

We had gotten together soon after the battle, and felt that the best place that our first date should be at was...surprise surprise, the Las Nevadas casino. So that's where we went.

Homer, the incompetent dumbass, held open the door of the casino as we entered, and we were once again greeted with the sounds of people laughing and chatting and the smell of smoke. It was rather nice, if I do say so myself.

"Ah, Wonder! Techno!" a voice greeted from nearby. We turned to see Quackity and Ennard seated at the new and improved bar, waving at us. "So glad to see you again!"

"Hi Quackity! Hi Ennard!" I replied, smiling. "How've you guys been?"

"We've been alright," Ennard told us. "Business is increasing again, so we had to hire more staff." He pointed at the bartenders that stood on the other side of the counter.

Both of them were male, unlike before. One of them turned to me. This man was the very definition of DILF. He had short, blonde hair and wore a tan suit, with a welcoming smile on his face.

"Hello, it's nice to meet you!" he said in a British voice. "My name is Vision, and this is my friend, White."

I looked over at the other man. He was taller than Vision, and had white hair and very pale skin. His clothes, which were far less formal than Vision's, were also white, but the thing that struck me most about this man was his eyes. They were a piercing, icy blue, and when he looked at me it felt as though he was gazing directly through my soul.

If Technoblade wasn't here with me I would've exclaimed aloud. Gawdayum, this man was sexy.

I offered a hand to White, which I assumed was just a nickname, but he just looked up at me and nodded.

"Hey," he said simply. His voice was deeper and hotter than Vision's was. "My name is White. It's not a nickname."

"Ah, I see. Nice to meet you!" I replied, smiling.

As I looked at these bartenders, I was once again reminded of Ballora. Yes, these two men were hot, but there had been something about her, something special. I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Perhaps it was the fact that she was the one who confirmed my bisexuality. Perhaps it was just her formerly kind nature and overall beauty-

I need to stop thinking about her. She tried to kill me.

"Back when we were fixing up the place," Ennard began to explain. "Smart Hulk recommended Vision to Quackity, since we didn't have any bartenders after the unfortunate loss of Comet and Ballora. He brought along White, and they both are doing really good so far."

"I can tell," I said.

Quackity stood up. "I'll be right back. I have some business to attend to."

Ennard stood up as well. "Should I-"

"No!" Quackity replied, rather loudly. He cleared his throat. "No, sorry. I can handle it."

With that, he walked away rather quickly. We all looked at each other before conversing again.

Meanwhile, Quackity was speed walking over to the area where the rebuilt elevator-room was. He quickly stepped inside and shut the door. Pulling out his phone, he dialed a number and raised it to his ear. Eventually, the person he had called answered.

"Is this |REDACTED|?" he asked nervously.

A low male voice emitted from the speaker. "Yes it is, what do you want?"

Quackity sighed, looking down.

"...I'm sorry, Boss."

To be continued...?