Schlatt and Wilbur sat at a picnic table, the square moon shining brightly. Two lampposts had beautiful lanterns hanging off of them. Schlatt was slumped down, bored. His hands, which were hooves, rested on his cheeks, squishing them up.
"You look absolutely adorable as a floofy little ram." Wilbur interrupted the silence with a dazzling compliment.
"I-uh...thanks.." Schlatt stammered, obviously flustered. Wilbur giggled, patting his fluffy head.
"What are we going to eat?" Wilbur asked Schlatt.
"Cake..maybe?" Schlatt responded.
"Oh come on, I thought you were going to let me pick." Wilbur complained.
"I picked because you would say salmon." Schlatt joked.
"You know me so well." Wilbur said.
Wilbur went into his inventory, getting out a cake and placing it. Schlatt looked at it hungrily, and when he was given a piece, he ate it right up, almost too quickly. Eventually, the cake was eaten.
"Wanna go walk? Wilbur asked.
"Sure. I've wanted to look around since the beginning. It's so long, and look around! This place is full of people again!" Schlatt explained, reaching out his hoof for Wilbur to grab. Wilbur did, patting his head again before walking off.
About 30 minutes later, near a hill.
Schlatt and Wilbur, still holding hands, begun to climb the hill. Because of Schlatt's stubby height, he had trouble climbing up. Wilbur looked back, picking up Schlatt without hesitation and bringing him to the top
"What the hell, Wilbur!" Schlatt exclaimed as they reached the top, Wilbur setting him down.
"Your adorable little height was slowing us down. Look, the moon is setting!"
Schlatt and Wilbur sat down, looking at the rising sun. When the sun was fully risen, they decided it was time to log out.
"See ya, Schlatt." Wilbur said, the log out window open.
"See ya on the other side, Wilby-" Schlatt began. The two stared for one second. Wilbur took a small step forward, and Schlatt quickly logged out.
Johnathan quickly took off his headset, still panicking.
What the fuck do I do?
There was a knock on the door.
"Y-yeah, William?" Johnathan asked, very panicked.
William responded, "Why don't you call me by that new nickname of yours?"
"Uh-huh, Wilbur..?" Johnathan said as William opened the door.
"Um-Wilby..?"
"There it is!" Wilbur exclaimed as he walked in and hugged Johnathan.
"We were there for a while, it's night already." Johnathan noticed.
"The in-game time is probably real time for us." Wilbur explained. "I'm tired anyway."
"Good night, Will."
"Good night."
