MCYT/DSMP ONESHOTS |With Ships|

Not a ship- Dadschlatt

TW- RAPE/SEXUAL ASSAULT
*I hate Johnny Lemon for many reasons but...it's a sweet song*

I knocked on the large oak door. Thick snowflakes fell from the sky and reflected the light from the street lamps. Giving the area the appearance of a thick fog. I looked down at the bundle in my arms. The week old baby slept peacfully in my grasp. I knocked again. I saw the light in a window flick on.
"Who is it?" asked a mono-tone voice from the otherside of the door.
"Schlatt." I answered. The door cracked open enough for a young tween Techno to look through and check to see if it really was me.

After he saw he opened the door fully, Philza stood next to him.
"Schlatt? It's midnight what the hell are you doing here?" Philza asked holding the door open against the wind.
"I know, I know, I know, but please I need your help." I could hear the desparation in my own voice. I cringed at how helpless I sounded. Philza noticed the tone as well and sent Technoblade back to bed.
"Come on, get inside it's cold out there." Philza said rushing me into his home. I let out a long held in breath. I held the baby in my arms close to my chest. Philza told me to sit down and "get comfortable". I sat at his kitchen table awkwardly. Not daring to loosen my hold on the bundle in my arms.

Philza boiled some water and whipped up some tea before he sat down and started up a conversation. The typical how are you and the obviously not truthful answer.
"Okay, what's do you need help with?" Philza asked calmly. I looked down again, I took a deep breath and uncovered a bit of blanket from the baby in my arms. Philza stiffened, his eyes slightly wide.
"His names' Toby." I said holding onto Toby carefully.
"Your brother?" Philza asked.
"Uh no, no..." I trailed, I hesitated but persisted with my sentence.
"He's my son." I finished. Philza leaned back in his chair.
"I was worried you'd say that." Philza said pinching the bridge of his nose.
"I'm sorry." I apologised. Toby started to stur, I quietly shushed him back to sleep as Philza sat in silence.
"And who's the mother?" Philza asked. I didn't want to answer, the memories of her were to painful.
"Oh my god- Schlatt. You're what? Seven-teen? Why?" Philza went on. My eyes started to blur with tears.
"You're a kid, you still have a life ahead of you-"

"It wasn't my fault!" I interupted him. Philza's expression softened into confusion
"What?" He asked. Hot tears trickled down my cheeks and soaked into the blanket Toby was wrapped in. I was brought back to that night.
"It wasn't my fault Phil." I said quietly, hoping he heard me.
"Bud I can't hear you speak up please." Philza asked politely. I wanted to slam my head onto the table.
"I was raped Phil." I choked out. Philza looked taken back. Shit I messed up I shouldn't have come here fuck fuck fuck. Philza stood up and walked to my end of the table with his arms out. I leaned into the gesture as he hugged me tightly. God it's been so long since I was hugged.
"Schlatt? Do you mind if we maybe put Toby down for a second so I can talk to you. You can be by his side I just need your full attention." Philza said. I nodded and stood up as Philza lead us somewhere

I sank uncomfortabley into Philza's couch. Toby lay on the floor unwrapped from his blanket and sprawled out like a starfish as he slept.
"So, you said you were assaulted?" Philza started.
"Y-yeah." I answered.
"If you're comfortable with it can you tell me about it?" Phil asked. I looked over at Toby and sighed.
"Yeah, yeah I can." I answered. I mentally swore at myself.

"I was at a party and this girl came up to me and started chatting it up with me. Looking back though she was super drunk. And she started asking some things and flirting a little the typical. Um, fast forward a little and we're making out in the corner and she- she told me she wanted to take things further. I said no because I had to be home and shi-stuff. She made it painfully obvious that she uh, she thought she could do what she wanted with me. And...long story short I was dragged into a closet and that's when it actually happened." I finished. Tears again spilled out of my eyes though I tried to speak as clearly as possible
"And she had Toby?" Phil asked.
"Yeah, wanted to keep him." I answered.
"And how is he with you?" Philza asked, I know he didn't mean harm but just kinda rubbing salt in the wound.
"I was forced into staying with her, and then when he was born she ended up leaving." I ended. Phil sat quietly in thought until something on his wrist started buzzing.
"Excuse me I need to do something real quick." Phil said getting up and leaving me alone with Toby.

I got up and laid down on the carpet next to Toby. He wriggled slightly in his sleep. I picked him up carefully and laid him on my chest. I studied his features, yeah he's only a new born but I can already tell he's not going to look like his mother. Thank god. I hummed to him as he gradually stopped wiggling and slept still.
"Whatch ya humming?" Philza asked as he came into the room.
"Uhh John Lennon." I answered.
"Beautiful boy?" Phiza half joked.
"Yeah actually. Usually puts him to rest easily." I said rocking slightly.
"Well, walst you're awake you can meet my new one." Philza said stitting criss cross next to me. Philza also held a baby in his arms. They didn't look to be much older than Toby.
"This is Tommy." Philza said. Tommy was (unlike Toby) wide awake and his eyes flicked all around the room.

"Aw, they don't look much older than Toby." I mention hoping I was actually right.
"Yeah, only about a week. How old is Toby exactly?" Philza asked as Tommy attempts to eat his own hand.
"A week as of today." I said watching Tommy fail to eat his hand.
"Hey thanks for letting me talk but we should probably get going-"
"Nonsense, you're staying here with us." Phil interupted. I looked at him in almost shock.
"Really?" I asked in slight disbelief.
"Yeah, what did you think I'd put you back in the snow after that story? And don't worry about the other two they won't mind and extra person around."

*You can really tell I'm not a parent after that*