Ghostinnit AU

Chapter three

→where Glatt went←

The male slowly opened up the door, noticing it had already been cracked open. He floated in the house while creaking the door closed, sighing softly as he glanced around, noticing all the photos of him and Tommy scattered across the floor. There was also glass on the floor, the ghost casually just floating over the mess across the floor that could harm someone who'd step into it. Jeez, this place is a mess. He saw a smaller brunette in the kitchen, making coffee with a small sigh. He was in a green oversized shirt with a red bandana wrapped around his neck. "Hey kid." The echoey voice greeted nonchalantly. The teen president turned around quickly, his eyes wide and his mouth separated a bit. The shorter brunette blinked a bit before rubbing his eyes, his light blue, similar to Tommy's eyes being closed tightly, hesitating to open them. "Yes I'm real. And yes, you've had too much caffeine. Jesus christ." He complained while floating over, placing a hand on his shoulder which made the smaller goat tense up in fear. "I'm not gonna hurt you. Physically, at least. If I wanted to I would've done it a long time back." He explained calmly, getting a slow nod from the teen.

"Schlatt.. how- how are you here? How are you alive?" The younger male asked silently, still in massive shock. "And.. does that mean wilbur is back too? I- I mean I saw Tommy earlier but.. I doubt that was him. And then Eret came over and he also talked Tommy which just makes this seem like it's a dream. This is all so confusing! What- what would dream say!? He already took the discs from me,, they were the only thing from tommy that I had left-." Tubbo began to rant on before holding back a sob, sliding down onto the floor as tears streamed down his face. Schlatt sighed softly and kneeled down infront of him, placing a hand on his shoulder. He was gonna speak again before noticing that the shorter brunette had a fearful look in his eyes, his knees pressed closely against his chest. "I bet you're not even real! I- I bet this is all a dream. And then I'll wake up and go back to doing everything as normal! No more ghosts haunting this land.. just,, just what has been happening!" He exclaimed out, his blue eyes averting it's gaze from the ghost as they got shut tightly. The taller goat hummed softly and picked up Tubbo, getting a soft yelp in response and small squirms before the brunette minor finally stilled in the taller dead male's arms.

"You need sleep, kid. I'm not gonna have you stay up all night stressing over today and thinking it's a dream. We will discuss this in the morning." Schlatt stated firmly and began to walk up to the smaller child's room, who had been stumbling over his words in confusion as to what's happening. Schlatt was.. caring for him? No, no. This was most definitely a dream, a 'Ghost' of schlatt was not in his house taking care of him. This was all fake, absolutely none of it was real. The taller goat put the shorter brunette in bed and just put his blankets over him, turning and leaving the room after turning off the lights. A sigh escaped his lips as he went back downstairs and began to fix up the front of the house, due to not wanting a child to step in glass. Or, anyone really- if Sapnap was possibly staying in L'manburg he was most definitely observing Tubbo's behavior, work, and just what he did in general.

♪ With Ghostbur ♪

The tall brunette ghost called out his child's name occasionally while floating around before huffing soft, going to the docks to see if Fundy had been there. From what he remembered, Fundy liked fishing. Like he spent most of his time at the docks with Fundy, teaching him how to play a guitar and such. He gasped softly once remembering his son knew how to play guitar and immediately went to the end of the docks, frowning slightly when he didn't see anyone else on there. He turned around to see an orange haired male standing in shock, his ears flattened as his tail swayed side to side slowly in a slightly threatening manner, his dark brown eyes held slight fear. "You're not.. real, are you?" The fox-like male asked, eyeing the ghost infront of him who gave a soft smile, going to speak. "No, no, no. You were- you were blown up when you tried to blow up L'manburg again! You fucking- you left me." He snapped slightly, the non-pupiled ghost giving a confused look to when the slightly shorter male spoke of his death. The red-head seemed to notice, or scent it, and sighed softly since he decided to let his father speak.

"The explosions didn't kill me, Phil did!" The brunette father exclaimed casually with a small smile, tilting his head to the side a bit. "Why do you think the explosions killed me?" The taller ghost asked softly, adjusting his beanie again which slightly aggravated the red-headed fox. Ghostbur noticed and gave a gentle smile, grabbing out some blue and handing it over to his son. "You seem like you've been stressed lately, have some blue!" He responded softly, Fundy just snatching the blue away from the taller male and shoving it into his pocket. The shorter male also gave a slight glare up to his father, annoyed at the fact he had the beanie on, but didn't voice anything about it. "It's been awhile Fundy! Why don't we catch up? Or are you tired? I can walk you home!" He asked before quickly wanting to know if the shorter fox had been tired, getting an annoyed sigh out of the male.

"I just want to be alone for now." He responded lowly, walking past Ghostbur who only nodded softly. He was gonna talk again before the male looked around back to the taller ghost. "Alone, alone Wilbur." He stated firmly as the dad just gave a slow nod, backing away a bit before quickly leaving. He decided to try and go find schlatt, noticing a tired Quackity leaving to his house with Schlatt following silently. What was the goat hybrid trying to do to his ex- he'd call out for him but he could only freeze and watched them, feeling as if he was slowly being brought back to the void. What had been happening, exactly? All Ghostbur knew was that he was slowly being pulled away from reality, so he decided to quickly leave to somewhere he hoped no one would find him, abandoned pogtopia.

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thank you guys so much for 1.58k reads! I just got an idea sparked in my head, Fundy backstory. Own book dedicated to it! Anyway,, I'll write the 4th chapter after I get my grades up lol.

See y'all next chapter <3