i am your father

chapter 1: he was in a box

~i like this song deal wit it~

_jschlatts pov_

''cant you just wait im going!!'' i hang up the phone as i was wobbling across the room trying to get ready for work all my workers and partners and others were waiting for me to get to the company building so they could start the meeting, as i really couldnt resist the taste of my beautiful whisky i was drunk on a work morning once again 

-time skip-

''i-im here!!'' i was 4 hours late and they already started the meeting without me ''oh mr.jschlatt your finally here, well i guess i could re-explain what we were conversating but i doubt you'd really care you'll just pass out in the middle of it like last time'' i put my whisky bottle down on the table where my workers and others, were sitting as i sit down too ''i dont care just keep talkin'' the guy gave me a mean glare (no one who worked there liked jschlatt there, exept for quackity of course)

~time skip~ (there will be alot of these)

finally it was the end of the meeting as i got up from the chair i was sitting in and grabed another whiskey bottle from the mini fridge and left the building, as quackity followed me home it was like he stalked me everytime i left the building or anywhere he'd just follow me i think its a bit weird 

as i was walking there was a wooden lemonade stand well thats what it was suppose to be but it was abandond and there was a box infront of it, i checked the box to see what the deal was there was a small ch-child?!, why is there a child?? did someone give him up? or maybe he got lost? but why would he be in a box if that was the case?! *sigh* well why should i be worried its a child it could be anyones, and plus i have a business to run

_tubbo's pov_

the man looked really confused as he looked at me and looked at his surroundings did he think i was lost or something? well he looks pretty busy so why would a guy this busy care for my well being most rich people and people who own expensive things wouldnt care for things such as children who cant even take care of they're selves, i just starred at him waiting for something to happen

_jschlatts pov_

well it wouldnt hurt to see if he has any parents around, if he doesnt i guess i could just take him to the orphanage or maybe the police so they could look for his parents, i pick up the child by the arm and carry him like a little baby as i ask people around me if this was they're child or not

-time skip-

''welp looks like that didnt work out'' i put down the child ''could you wait here for a moment i'll go get the poli-'' the kid then tugged my sleeve ''p-please dont leave me dont take me b-back to the orphanage'' he then started tearing up ''h-hey dont cry *sigh* fine i guess i wont call'em just stop crying- look i'll let you stay at my house for awhile until i find you a home okay?''

''okay :)'' the boy said with a smile why did i say that now i have twice the work to deal with my company, a stalker, and now a child i'll have to take care of until i find him a home *sigh* this is some shit 

~i still feel like shizz :)~