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Approaching the water fountain, the moonlight danced on the rippling surface, making it look as if it were glowing. The moon casted its glow down onto a person you hadn't expected to see, Quackity.
The familiar blue zipped up jacket that he had always worn was nowhere in sight. Instead, he wore a blue sweater with overalls. His fingers, once always fidgeting with a red ribbon, were now adorned with fingerless gloves. There was no ribbon to be seen.
He was sat on a bench, muttering to himself.
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