behind the smile [tubbo au]

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A/N: sorry for not uploading story's ive been having more panic attacks lately and not getting sleep and just- UGHH

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Tubbo nervously walked into a large building for therapy. Clay could come in because he had plans to visit his sister over her school break.

Tubbo walked up to the man at the front desk (who was also technoblade)

"Uuhh you here for an appointment or are you just kinda chillin'?" He asked him.

"U-uhm.. I-i think clay c-called here?"

"Oh yeah he did haha" techno looked over a couple of papers and then informed him where to go.

Tubbo walked into a big open room that had a sign on the door that read 'please wait for therapist' and then another sign under it read '☆wilbursoot☆'

'WILBUR SOOT!?' he thought. 'Wait isn't that-'

"Tubbo?"

Tubbo froze. Was his best friend gonna be his therapist now?

find out next time on dragon ball z-
No jk

"Hi tubbo!" He semi-shouted.

"H-hi i-"

"Hes here for you wil" techno interrupted.

"Oh, okay come in i wont treat you any different because I know you." He assured him.

They both walked inside and then it started.

"Okay, what are some things that make you nervous and/or anxious?"

(Im making tubbo not studder here bc reasons)

"I get nervous when I think about my "father" and i also get anxious of how people will think of me if they figure out my past."

"Do you mind telling me a but about your past?"

"U-uhm no I don't mind"

Wilbur sat patiently and listened.

"Well, when I was 2 or 3 I was adopted by a very evil man. Up until i moved in with clay he abused me mentally and physically. He only fed me one serving of stale goldfish a month and called me all sorts of names wich made me develop an eating disorder and become touch starved."

Wilbur sat in his chair in slight awe. The boy who had been so kind and friendly was this hurt?

He remember all the times tubbo was nice to him.

When he hugged him for no reason touch starved.

When he was shy to tell him anything mentally abused.

The baggy clothes he always wore
Physically abused. 

How the clothes were always too big
Eating disorder.

"Tubbo you know we can get him arrested right?" Wilbur asked.

"N-no?"

"Yeah lets go to your house and find him."

Wilbur stood up and walked over to his door, signaling for tubbo to come with him.

Tubbo got up and followed wilbur.

They got to Wilbur's car and drove all the way to the address tubbo told wilbur.

Tubbo and wilbur walked in carefully.

"Sch-schlatt?" Tubbo called out.

Wilbur went up the stairs with tubbo closely behind him.

Nobody.

They went to the neighbors house to ask about schlatt.

When they got there tubbo opened the door and then screamed.

Wilbur stood there in shock to.

~tw: blood, description of corpse  (sorry)~

Schlatts body was laying on the floor in the back of the living room.

There were several bloody cut wounds on his face and a large bloody hole in the middle of his chest.

Tubbo stared in awe at the body of the person who 'raised' him.

His eyes had no emotion and there was a single tear on his face.

~end of tw~

Wilbur quickly called the cops and told them what happened.

"9-1-1 wheres your emergency?"

"U-uhm 204 elm street"

"Okay what is it?"

"Theres a dead body in this house"

"Do you know them?"

"Y-yes its jschlatt [last name]"

"Okay ambulances and cops are on their way."

How did this happen? And Who did this? Was all tubbo could ask himself.