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Chapter 18: Mel Writes About Slander, Signs, and Slanderous Signs

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FIREFLY'S LETTING ME WRITE A CHAPTER :O

Oh, my manners!

I'm LemonCreamPies, but you can call me Mel, Lem, or Elm. I'm one of Fire's rl friends.

AND SHE'S NOT GOING TO BE ABLE TO BE ON WATTPAD FOR TODAY SO I GET TO WRITE A ITPS CHAPTER!!!!

Let's GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Your PoV

You stood in the forest outside L'manburg, staring down at the town. It had significantly expanded, probably to accommodate all the new people Schlatt had mentioned. You could barely see the Cameravan, but you could tell it was still there. Next to you, Schlatt stood, a strange expression on his face. It was strange to see your friend in a suit when you had last seen him in full armor. The change of outfit was probably to appear business like and presidential, but you knew better. Schlatt was a wild, feral creature with a mouth dirtier than mud.

On your left, the person you hated and yet obeyed at the same time existed. You didn't understand why Dream was coming along. It wasn't like you were going to run off, and his presence would be an incentive for people to not vote for Schlatt. Perhaps he just wanted to cause trouble. You would've much preferred Sapnap there, even if he wasn't really your friend anymore.

Rolling your eyes, you sighed. "If we keep waiting for either one of you two to make a decision, we'd be here all day." Readjusting your hood, you started towards the city. Almost immediately, another set of footsteps followed you. You listened, and, after a long pause, a second set followed. Behind your half-mask, you smirked.

As you reached the gate, Dream stopped and hid alongside the wall. You were surprised by this. Maybe he did realize the effect his presence could have.

You slowly walked inside L'manburg, marveling at how much it had grown. Sure, you had just seen it from the forest, but it was so much bigger than you had imagined. Along one side of the cliff, a dark-haired boy and a certain blond child were stacking logs. As you passed, Tommy glanced up and his face went through about twenty different emotions in the span of five seconds. At first, confused, then uncertain, scared, confident, and, finally, happy.

"SHADOW!" he yelled, jumping down and running towards you. "WOMAN! What did those bas****s do to you, huh?" Blond Boy Tomcat finally noticed Schlatt, and his expression changed dramatically. "Who... Whose this mofo?"

You gestured to Schlatt. "Tommy, this is Jonathan Schlatt, but you can call him JSchlatt or simply Schlatt. He wants to run for president." Tommy's eyes went wide with surprise and he turned around to call to the boy over by the log piles.

"BIG Q! GO GET WILBUR!" 'Big Q', who you guessed was the 'Quackity' Schlatt had mentioned, nodded and dashed away. You took the moment to examine the stacks and stacks of oak wood. "This is for our presidential stage," Tommy explained, climbing up one of the stacks. "For f****ing announcements and s***."

You grinned at the child. "You know, Blond Child Thomas, You and Schlatt will get along, I think." You turned, glancing back at the man. Tommy nodded to Schlatt, his expression guarded.

"Those are some interesting horns you have there, Big S." Tommy said slowly, shifting his shoulders uncomfortably. He still wore his L'manburg uniform, perhaps as some sort of symbol of freedom?

Schlatt stared back coldly. "I'm half ram."

"And what, half b****?" you muttered, earning an approving look from Tommy and a fake wounded expression from Schlatt.

"Woman has skill. Of course, I taught her everything she knows, but she knows nothing." Tommy commented, a smug look on his face. You and Schlatt shared a look.

"Soooo, you taught me nothing?" you said hesitantly. Tommy's eyes snapped open.

"Wait wh-" he paused, thinking about what he just said. "Oh. NO, NO, YOU'RE WRONG, I SAID I TAUGHT HER EVERYTHING SHE KNOWS BUT BEYOND THAT SHE KNOWS NOTHING-"

"Who's Big Q?" you cut him off before his rant could go further.

Tommy looked uncomfortable. "That's Quackity. He's... the other party in the election. He named the party So. We. Are. Gamers, or SWAG for short." He opened his mouth, then closed it again. "BUT OURS IS BETTER!" he blurted out in a rush. "OURS IS F***ING BETTER! WE'RE POG2020, VOTE FOR US!"

"Ah," You said, craning your head up. "That's why there's a large floating cobblestone signs in the sky screaming Pog2020. Good to know." Tommy nodded, obviously proud about his handiwork. "So who's definitely voting for you?"

Tommy hesitated. "Well, Tubbo, obviously, as well as Niki and Jack. We... tried to get George, but Big Q gottem first." You blinked, surprised. Even though you weren't close with him anymore, you still expected him to vote for Schlatt. But, Dream knew what he was doing. They had a plan, and you would follow it to your freedom, no matter what.

"Wait, what about Fundy?" you asked, looking around for your fox friend.

"He... he's Swag2020." Tommy said slowly. Your eyes widened and you turned to Schlatt, who gave you a reassuring smile. Raising your eyebrows, you sighed.

"I'm going to go find him." You waved goodbye to Schlatt and Tommy, calling back, "Say hi to Wilbur for me!"

As you walked away, you heard an annoyed "WHAT THE F***" from over by the wall, where Big Q was staring at an array of signs. As you walked closer, you could see that they were covered in random phrases, apparently from Quackity, who looked furious.

"'I have to clarify that I have NOT been unbanned from Discord', 'I F***ing noobs', 'Why do I F*** everyone'...'OH GOD MY UBER DRIVER'..."You stared at Quackity. "Big Q, what the heck?"

Quackity screamed. Not any words, just pure annoyance. "I DIDN'T WRITE THESE!!!" he whirled around, glaring at Tommy. "THIS WAS YOU, WASN'T IT!" Wilbur, who was walking up very confused, was suddenly having a finger shoved in his face. "ALRIGHT YOU LITTLE B**** I WANT TO HAVE A F***ING DEBATE RIGHT F***ING NOW, YOU LITTLE S***."

Wilbur blinked, sharing a look with Tommy. While they were distracted, Schlatt leaned down and whispered into your ear, "Don't worry about George and Fundy, everything's being planned out. This debate might be good for us."

Big Q, meanwhile, was waiting for Wilbur's response. The President sighed. "Very well, we'll have a debate. Tomorrow night, so we have time to set up a stage of sorts."

"Looking forward to it, b****," Quackity hissed back. Unseen by them, you and Schlatt turned around to see Dream poking his head around the wall. Schlatt gave him a thumbs up and you grinned.

This was going to be fun.

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Yay! I enjoy writing dialogue, something Fire hates, so the later chapters should be a delightful (if not chaotic >:D) balance.

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