"NEJ!"
"You have to sometime, and it's better to do it sooner than later."
"Kiss!"
"YOU'RE NOT PORTION, MELODY!"
"She's right, though. Maybe you should kiss him."
"ABSOLUT NOT!"
"Sven, calm down. One language at a time."
The Swede burst into tears instead, overwhelmed to an extreme.
"What happened?"
"Sir, are you alright?"
"Can I help in any way?"
"Calm down, Sven..."
It was too much. He shouldered his way through the growing crowd of Toppats and ran off, sliding into his office and slamming the door shut.
He broke down, dropping to the ground and sobbing.
Telling your crush how you felt was harder than everyone said it to be.
It was his first time... Ever. How could Carol expect him to tell Burt right then, right there?
And, to add insult to injury, he was the leader of the Toppats.
Burt was new. Sven didn't even know if he had been assigned a role.
There's no way they could actually have a legitimate relationship with such contrasting roles in the clan.
And with being the leader of the Toppats, he was responsible for everyone else's problem as well. He had to avoid the government, make sure everyone was satisfied and didn't leave the clan, plan heists for them, and let in new members to increase their chances of survival.
He had to deal with personal problems as well. He had to take care of a bird, manage a friendship with Carol, keep a steady allegiance with every other member, and try to figure out what he was even doing with his life, having a crush on Burt.
Wait, what?
No, he didn't have a crush on Burt. He just had a strong, strong, strong friendship with him.
A friendship that included kissing, seducing, flirting, and blushing.
Just a friendship.
Who am I kidding? I like Burt. I like-like Burt. How the heck do I deal with that..?
Sven sniffed and put his arm over his eyes, trying so hard to stop crying.
It wasn't working.
There was so much on his shoulders, and much more was added every hour that went by.
Carol was trying to help. Hat Girl was trying to help. Everyone was trying to help.
Burt was trying to help.
But most of those problems were Sven's to deal with...
Sven's problems. Not anyone else's. Just Sven's.
"I can't do it..." he whispered. "Everyone just expects so much of me and I can't do it... I'm not like everyone else... I'm not like them... I'm stupid and weak and useless... I'm a follower, not a leader... I need more than one Right Hand Person... I need ten..."
He took off his top hat and tossed it to the side numbly.
"I can't do it..."
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The New Toppat (Curtisson)
FanfictionThe government is on their tail. Sven's so overworked and stressed, and nothing can help him. Everybody's assuring him but none are getting to him. He believes that it's all his fault because he failed to be the leader they thought he would be. He i...
