President Jschlatt, and Vice President... Wilbur?

2 - First day in Office.

After a while, the coat had been burnt away. Reduced to nothing but ashes. Wilbur was sat in the furthest corner, watching the flames as they roared with passion. He wondered where his friends ran to when they were exiled. Just as that thought crossed his mind, he received a message from Tommy. A whisper.

'Hey Wilbur. We are safe, dont worry. We have made a small cave home called pogtopia with Techno. I'll give you the coords as long as you dont tell schlatt.'

'I promise I wont tell schlatt. I'll see you soon.'

Tommy sent the co-ordinates for Pogtopia just as the door to the room opened. Heavy footsteps suffocated the crackling of the fire, and a faint smell of alcohol filled the room.

"Eyy Wilbur! You changed?" Schlatts slurred voice filled the large space as his eyes scanned for Wilbur. When they found him, his body carried itself over to the poor man.

"Cmon. we've got work to do. Follow me." As wilbur stood up, schlatt took a quick look at the... behind... of the suit to see how tight fitting it was. Not that tight fitting at all.. oh well.

Wilbur followed schlatt down the corridors. Each turn and door looked the same. He had perked up a bit, now knowing the location of his brothers and that they are safe. Schlatt took himself and his Right hand man through a final door to his office. The rooms ceiling was tall enough for a giraffe to fit in, which only made schlatt seem smaller. He was still as threatening though.. 

The goat handed a file to Wilbur, tossing it across his desk to reach the man. The front cover had a sticker on it with the label 'Plans for Manberg'. Manberg? Is Schlatts spelling just like his leading?

"Schlatt..."

"Yeah?"

"You spelt L'manberg wrong." He pointed out.

"Nah.."

"Uh... yes you did? It has an L and an apostrophe before Ma-"

"Manberg is the new name."

"What?"

"Manberg. We dont take Ls, unlike you."

This ruined his alright mood.

L'Manberg is nearly gone. The only things left are the flag and the physical land he stands on. Schlatt is destroying the very thing Wilbur created to be free. The one other thing he cared about other than his family and friends.

Wilbur opened the file and started to read the plans. Things like, get booze, renovate, and tidy were listed on the first page. But what really got Wilbur is what was on the second page

Task Fundy with the flag change.

What...? His own son? The one he made L'Manberg for, taking down the red, white, blue and yellow flag and replacing it with something worse? Everything went wrong. Wilbur lost the election, lost his brother and friend, lost his dignity by being forced to work for his enemy, and now his son is working against him.

"Once you've read it I want you to start working on the first few things. I'll send Quackity to do some stuff too"

"..." Wilbur nodded after a short period of silence.

"I cant hear you."

"... yes..."

"What was that?"

"Yes."

"I'm sorry who am I?"

"Yes.... President Schlatt..."

"Much better. Go."

As Wilbur turned away, schlatt had one last look. Much better with the light on it, still flat as fuck though.

"Hey"

"Wilbur!! Nice to hear from ya! hows working for schlatt?" Tommy's loud voice rang through the phone. As annoying as he is, he misses it.

Wilbur didnt want to tell tommy that it's not alright. He didnt want to worry him.

"Its alright, just received my first jobs," Wilbur replied, "When I'm done I'm coming to visit you."

"Poggers! You'll get to see Pogtopia!"

"Pogtopia?"

"Yeah, it's the name of our base! Tommy came up with it!" Tubbos voice was muffled, but just audible. It was nice.

"Well, what are you up to now?" Tommy asked his brother.

"I'm now putting in an order for alcohol, probably for Schlatt, and then I'm organizing some stuff and.." The flag task ran through his mind and he paused for a second.

"Yknow what I'm coming now. See you soon."

Wilbur hung up the phone and checked his coordinates. It would take him a total of 10 minutes to walk there, probably slightly faster if he times his run jumps well.

He dashed through trees and jumped over large crevices in the ground. Wilbur was almost there. As the coordinates slowly matched, he looked around for an entrance. Where is it? Tommy said it was right there so wheres the entrance?

'Hey, Tommy. I'm at the coordinates but I cant see an entrance.' Wilbur whispered to tommy.

'Now coming up. wait there'

And seconds after he received that whisper, the dirt blocks in his peripheral vision were destroyed and he could see Tommy and Tubbo. Both the boys, upon seeing Wilbur, ran into his arms and hugged him as tight as they could. His warm embrace comforted the boys even after only a few hours of being apart. Wilbur broke the silence.

"Let's see this Pogtopia then!"