*SCHLATT is on stage, elevated above the rest of the characters, bar TOMMY, WILBUR and TECHNOBLADE, who are present. He seems to be giving a speech to his subjects*
SCHLATT: Tubbo, get up here, I have a proposition for you.
*As TUBBO walks up, WILBUR and TOMMY sneak onto the wings of the stage, watching in secret*
TUBBO: Yes, Schlatt?
SCHLATT: Look at Tubbo everyone! God I've always love that kid, so hard working.
*Pause*
SCHLATT: Tubbo, I want you to be my right hand man. My secretary of state.
*From the side of the stage, TOMMY'S face drops*
TOMMY, aside: Your right hand man? He's my right hand man, my best friend-
*WILBUR silences him*
NIKKI: NO! You leave him alone!
*She tries to run to TUBBO, but ERET holds her back*
SCHLATT: Well? What'll it be?
TUBBO: I- I want the job.
*There is silence*
TOMMY, aside: He wants the job?
SCHLATT: Excellent. Well, I have a job for you. I need you to find Tommy. And I need you to show him the door.
*There is a very long pause, as TOMMY and WILBUR lock eyes*
SCHLATT: Rumour has it he's around here somewhere. Hiding just out of sight.
*His eyes fall on the two fugitives*
TUBBO, voice wavering: Tommy, I'm going to need you to come with me, man.
WILBUR: Run.
*The two flee, TUBBO following after. The crowd slowly disperses, leaving SCHLATT alone, who begins to laugh*
Those Fools
SCHLATT: The fools
Good men doing nothing
All it took was a look for a crack and I
Tore down the wall!The fools
Consumed by petty squabbles
With a word, and a kiss, and a moment's caress I
Well... you know the restPeace and security, happiness equality
Tenets preached by their weak old lord
Bakeries, pets, freedom and frivolity
Are powerless against the fire and the swordAnd as the flag burns high up in the sky
Resplendent as the dawn of a new age I
Brick by brick desanctify
Their walls as I stand deifiedNot a man, not a president, a king but a god
With horns and cloven hooves
Watching ants as they scurry and pigs as they plod
Steadily to their doomFor a domain comprised of what the shadows consume
Covers much more than the light's given due
And block by block as our land expands
Their ends will be wrought by their friend's own handsTOMMY, from offstage: We've got to go. Why would Tubbo betray us Wilbur?
WILBUR, from offstage: We gave up literally everything for L'manberg. Everything we earned in that sacrifice has been lost in one moment.
SCHLATT: The fools
Working from the shadows
A job half done isn't done at all
To fight back you must stand tallThe fools
Cowering in their bunkers
My sticks and stones may not break their bones but my
Words will shatter their soulsI have no-one to trust but my own two hands
For men will ensnare me in their plans
And women weave their web of lies
Without due care the past may repriseAn axe in my back a bolt through my heart
The drip dripping of my life's blood shan't
Punctuate their joyous refrain
As they free themselves from my painAnd as the walls fall and the buildings rise
Traitors flee and the new flag flies
They think they're attempting deicide
But I assure you it's suicideFor this regime will last a thousand years
Of poverty and of fear
Here I stand, king of kings
Behold my works, ye mighty, and despair*The lights fade to black*
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𝓓𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶 𝓢𝓜𝓟 ~ 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓜𝓾𝓼𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓵
FanfictionDream SMP, but I make it a ✨~musical~✨ All songs used are taken from YouTube and suitably credited. The cover art is not mine, I simply edited it.