Running From You.. (Schlattbur Story)

Chapter 3

Schlatt's Pov

Schlatt continued his paperwork as Wilbur left, not much on his mind. He tried to get Wilbur out of his head as he worked, but he seemed as if he wasn't able to. His face changed into a more frustrated expression as he began writing faster on the paperwork. He slammed his pen on the desk. What the hell does Wilbur Soot have on me to cause this? Schlatt shouted his thoughts in his mind as he put his face in his hands. I get it he's pretty, but what the he- wait what? Schlatt looked up. He tried to process what he had just thought. He didn't say that in his mind, right? His mind was all over the place. Why did Wilbur request that? Why did he have to do this to him? What's this feeling? What am I doing? Schlatt confused himself more and more. He thought that if maybe he had a drink or two that he'd forget it. Schlatt stood up from his desk and walked out of his office. He looked at a few of the workers running around to get their business done to finish off their evening for the day. 

Schlatt finally made his way to the kitchen and scavenged the fridge. He grabbed two bottles and walked back to his office. He grabbed a bottle opener from one of the desk drawers. He opened one of the bottles and started slightly chugging it down. He put the bottle down as he heard a knock on his door. "Who is it?" he groaned. Tubbo peaked his head in. "Sorry to bother you sir, but have you finished your paperwork?" Schlatt looked at the papers and picked them up. "Here." He put the papers out in front of him over the desk. Tubbo jogged slightly over and took the papers. He left the room and closed the door quietly behind him.

Not long after, Schlatt had been halfway down the second bottle until the effects started to kick in a bit. He stood up, walking out of his office. He had been making his way to the White Office's doors to leave.

Once he made it outside, he looked around. It was just getting dark as he had gotten out there. Everyone had been inside their homes, yet Schlatt had been making his way around random areas. 

He found himself in a forest, his bottle almost being finished. He had no clue where he was and he thought he started seeing figures. He kept walking to try and find his way back to Manburg. He felt something touch his shoulder, so he turned around quickly. He was ready to use his bottle as a weapon before the figure grabbed his wrist and put his arm down calmly. "Schlatt, what are you doing out here?" Wilbur spoke as he lit a torch. "Wilburrr Soooot..?" Schlatt squinted, slurring his words. Wilbur sighed, realizing he had to take him back to Pogtopia because he had no idea where Schlatt lived. "Come on Schlatt," Wilbur groaned, slightly frustrated and grabbed Schlatt's hand. He pulled him as he walked. 

Once Wilbur and Schlatt made it to Pogtopia, Wilbur sat Schlatt down on the bed. He grabbed the bottle from Schlatt. "Schlatt, lie down and get rest. You'll need it," Wilbur huffed. Schlatt looked at him confused but did as he said. He looked up at Wilbur with a tired face. "Where will you sleep, Wilbyyy..?" Wilbur looked back at him. "That's none of your concern, now go to sleep." Schlatt pouted to himself but closed his eyes and dozed off to sleep.

The next morning Schlatt woke up, he found himself holding his stomach as he sat up. He couldn't remember anything from last night and he had no clue where he was. He leaned forward a bit, looking outside. He had been in the woods. Great, stuck somewhere that I don't even know of with a hangover. He leaned against the wall to his left and closed his eyes. Wilbur walked through the entryway Schlatt had just looked out of. Schlatt opened his eyes due to hearing footsteps and looked up. He sat up quickly with surprise. "Wilbur!? What the hell am I doing here, why did yo-'' he got cut off by Wilbur. "Shh, quiet. Tommy could've heard you. I need to get you out of here. People of Manburg will start looking for you soon enough.." Wilbur looked over at the staircase and then down at Schlatt. "Well first answer my questions," Schlatt responded, frustrated that Wilbur had cut him off. "Can you ask them while we're walking back? I don't want to get caught," Wilbur kept looking back and forth at the staircase and put his hand out to help Schlatt up. "Fine, just don't walk too fast please? I feel horrible.." Schlatt took Wilbur's hand and stood up. "Want me to carry you, princess?" Wilbur smiled, jokingly. "Oh shut it. Just get to walking," the shorter one said, frustrated at Wilbur's remark. Wilbur chuckled and walked out, turning towards Manburg. "Now, why was I there?" Schlatt question, following behind. "I found you in a forest, you were presumably drunk because you almost bashed me in the head with a bottle so I took you there," Wilbur responded quickly. "You answered multiple of my questions, thanks loverboy," Schlatt responded with a smirk. "Yeah whatever. Just take care of yourself more," Wilbur put his head down, his cheeks tinted with a light pink. "Another question, where the hell did you sleep?" Wilbur looked behind him. "I didn't sleep, Schlatt." Wilbur put his head back up and looked forward. "What!? No, Wilbur. That's unacceptable. Once we get to Manburg you are going to sleep," Schlatt said in anger, jogging up to walk next to Wilbur. "I am not staying in Wilbur, especially because you said I couldn't, and who knows, it could be a trap for you to kill me!" Wilbur looked at Schlatt as if he were insane. "Well- I'll have Tubbo keep an eye on your room. You trust him, right?" Schlatt looked back. "I guess.. but only this once Schlatt. I can't trust you enough.." Wilbur sighed and looked back in front of him. "Good. I'll guide you to your room once we're there!" Schlatt smiled.

Hey Everyone! I'm so sorry for being so inactive on this story. I will update more due to Summer! I'll try to update once a day? Have a good day!

Word count: 1,053
Date: June, 10, 21