𝓓𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶 𝓢𝓜𝓟 ~ 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓜𝓾𝓼𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓵

𝓐𝓬𝓽 𝓞𝓷𝓮, 𝓢𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓮 𝓣𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓿𝓮

*NIKKI, FUNDY, ERET, TUBBO, QUACKITY, GEORGE and SAPNAP are on stage, continuing the destruction of the walls. SCHLATT is overseeing them as they work, angry*

SCHLATT: Are you imbeciles incapable of going any faster? I want these awful walls gone by sunset.

NIKKI: Have you not looked around? We are tired and hungry, we've worked for hours but all you do is fucking complain!

SCHLATT: Nikki, quite frankly, I am getting sick of your bullshit. Just shut up and do as I ask.

*NIKKI stops working, throwing her pickaxe on the ground*

NIKKI: No.

SCHLATT: No?

NIKKI: You are not my President. You have no power over me.

FUNDY, quietly: Nikki, please, don't-

NIKKI: I refuse to work until we all get a fair break. This is tyrannical!

SCHLATT: Well you know what Nikki? I'm also hungry. So fuck off back to your bakery and make me something.

NIKKI: Not for you. Not for this government. You can starve along with the rest of us.

*SCHLATT sighs in mock disappointment at her response*

SCHLATT: Quackity?

QUACKITY: Yes, Mr President?

SCHLATT: Remind me of her impertinence next time she comes crying for help. Oh, and raise her taxes.

ERET: NO! You can't do that, that's completely barbaric-

SCHLATT: I do what I want. I don't take orders from little bitches.

NIKKI: Take that back!

SCHLATT, mocking her: Aw, what are you gonna do, Nikki? You gonna cry?

*Nikki picks up her pickaxe again, pointing the tip at SCHLATT'S chin*

NIKKI, voice silky: No. I'm not going to cry. I'm going to make you pay.