chapter 3

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"Why wait when I can just meet you here?"

"Papa?!" Dre cried, looking around. All 5 of them look around, searching for the voice. "I'm right
aWwhere!!" Jshlatt, or I should say, Ghlatt appears out of no where. The blonde immediately jumps into his fathers arms.

The small ghost grasped onto Ghlatt, like he was never going to let go. "Hey, hey, buddy," whispered Ghlatt, "Calm down, I won't be leaving anytime soon." He assured the younger ghost. The other 4 males stare at the man, shocked. "Hey, Jshlatt..." Phil greeted nervously, "Hello Philza, thanks for taking care of my boy." Ghlatt smiled. "And... call me Ghlatt. Jshlatt gives me the shivers."

Phil nodded, smiling a bit. He looked back down at sobbing Dre, his heart aching. The male was there when his father passed away.

(This flashback isn't the same as the actual scene. Some stuff will be made up just to fit with the story plot and with Dream being Jshlatt's son. I just watched the actual real scene just in case.)

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Jshlatt wheezed, watching as people crowded him. He burped, dropping the bottle. He laughed and yelled nonsense.

"Jshlatt, what the fuck are you doing in in my drug van?!" Wilbur 'joked.'

People around the man argued as Jshlatt drank and drank. He drowsily looked around, his eyes landing on Fundy. Anger built up inside of him, his fist tighting. "FUNDY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?"

He began punching the beastman, "C'MERE YOU BITCH!" He yelled. Quackity tried pushing Jshlatt away, only to be punched as well.

Wilbur panicked, yelling for him to stop. "LISTEN, listen, Jshlatt." The brown-haired male growled. Fundy spoke up, "Jshlatt, you fucked up. You fucked up the country! You fucked up EVERYTHING!!"

Silence.

"I followed you. Dream! --- Followed you." He breathed out, pointing at the said male. Fundy growled, speaking again, "You ruined it. You ruined everything we had."

Jshlatt faced the ground, wondering what Fundy was saying. "This protein shake..... it's working it's magic..." He said, not even processing what the beastman said.

Fundy spoke again, "I thought you WERE something."

Jshlatt heard that and smirked, "Yeah, yeah, I AM something. I'm what you're not, Fundy."

"What?"

Jshalt only answered with some slurs and nonsense again, making the other SMP members whisper about the man.

"What am I not?" Fundy asked again.

He hissed, opening another bottle of... liquid.
"I'm a MAN."

Gasps and woahs fill the van, Jshlatt laughing and snorting. Wilbur couldn't take it, he dragged Dream over to his father.

"That's it, Dream, Dream, come over here."

Jshlatt punched the brown haired male back.

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