Running From You.. (Schlattbur Story)

Chapter 2

(Wilbur's Pov)

That went.. surprisingly well.. he thought to himself as he walked down the hall to find Tommy. I'm surprised he didn't seem to be as mad, and he never speaks in that tone to someone else. He got glares from people in the Whitehouse, some confused, others panicked. Just to mess with some of them, Wilbur smiled at a few of them. He started to do his maniac laughing and turned the corner. He began doing a normal laugh to himself. Their faces were hilarious! He thought. He noticed Tubbo. "Tubbo, my boy!" Wilbur spread out his arms. "Oh, uh.. Wilbur? What are you doing here??" Tubbo said with a startle. "I came here to make a deal with Schlatt and it went well. Any idea where Tommy is?" Wilbur looked around the room, hands in the pickets of his trenchcoat. "He's hiding from you in that closet." Tubbo pointed at the closet next to him. "And why is he hiding?" Wilbur questioned as he walked over to the door. "He didn't want to leave I guess." Tubbo shrugged. Wilbur opened the door and gave Tommy a short death stare. "Eheh, heyyy Wilbur-" Tommy said, eventually getting pulled out of the closet by Wilbur. Tubbo looked at him, slightly frightened by the tall man. "We're going back to Pogtopia now." Wilbur slightly threw Tommy in front of him to get him walking. "Thanks, Tubbo," Wilbur looked in one last time and closed the door.

"Don't fuckin' hide from me next time," Wilbur said quietly, everyone in the Whitehouse looking at them. Wilbur glared at a few of them. "I'm sorry, Wilbur," Tommy replied quietly. "How'd it go with Schlatt?" Tommy tried to change the subject, looking up at Wilbur. "He's allowing us to be welcome in 'Manburg' but not live there again." Wilbur opened the door, holding it open for Tommy. "That's poggers! And thank you," Tommy exclaimed and walked through the door. "Yeah yeah, whatever." Wilbur walked back towards Pogtopia.

Schlatt really did act weird. Wilbur thought. Does he l- nono, he can't. He isn't gay. Wilbur tried to brush away that thought. His stomach began to feel weird at the thought of Schlatt. Why the hell do I feel like this? Wilbur looked down at himself in confusion. Tommy did his best not to acknowledge anything he was doing. Wilbur began holding his stomach. I don't know this feeling, and I don't like it..

Wilbur and Tommy both arrived back at Pogtopia together. Tommy ran down the stairs, but Wilbur stayed upstairs. He took a seat on the bed, figuring out if he was sick or whatever. He didn't feel in the urge of vomiting, nor felt hot. He sighed and put his hands in his face. What is happening with me?

Wilbur heard steps coming up the stairs and he sat up straight and acted as if he were doing something. Techno came into the room and stood at the top of the stairs. "Wilbur, I need your help on the plans downstairs." Wilbur looked over at him. "Oh, um, alright Techno." Wilbur stood up and walked towards Techno. Techno began going downstairs, Wilbur following.

Tommy held the paper of the unfinished plans, struggling. "Techno, help me hold it, this hurts my armssss," Tommy complained. "Quite whining, give me a second." Techno stepped down the last few stairs and held the other side of the plans. Wilbur came down and looked at it with them. Techno pointed at a certain spot in front of the podium. "So Tommy will be here and used as a distraction. Me and you will run in." Techno moved his hand up to the top of the podium. "Schlatt should be there alone once Tubbo is done with his announcement about the festival. That's when you go up and kill him." Techno looked at Wilbur. Wilbur stared at the paper. But I don't want to do that to him.. but I should want to! What is wrong with me? He's the reason why you're here. Wilbur's mind panicked. "Wilbur? Wilbur!?" Techno waved a hand at him. "Sorry Techno, I spaced out.." Wilbur said with a jump. "Are you okay with the plan?" Techno looked at him with concern. Tommy began rolling up the paper. "Y-yeah.. it's good.." Wilbur smiled awkwardly. "I just need to go think.." Wilbur stood up, nodded to Tommy and walked up the stairs. Tommy nodded back at him and stood up as well, walking away.

Wilbur sat down on the bed again and put his hands in his face.

I don't want to kill him..

Helloo! Thank you for reading chapter Two, I truly appreciate it! We're also almost at 100 views. That's hysterical! I appreciate you all. I'll do my best to post the next chapter everyday, thank you all again!

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