WorldName: Presidency
WorldNumber: #0000823
Translation: Complete..."This is going to be a fucking rollercoaster," Tommy said quietly but Wilbur heard him.
"Why's that?" Wilbur asked, matching Tommy's volume.
"Well there was a good thing then a bad thing over and over. It was exhausting," Tommy said, now looking at Wilbur.
"Yeah, it was. But it was still fun right?" Wilbur asked.
"Yeah, I guess it was at first," Tommy said, turning his head to look at the black screen once again.
"Only at first?" Wilbur asked his right hand man.
"You lost a life, Wil."
"Finally gonna see me. Took long enough didn't it?" Schaltt asked no one in particular.
"Yeah, they're finally going to see how bad you were," Tommy commented.
"I wasn't very bad," Schlatt said.
"You were always drunk, you exiled me and Wil immediately after you became president, you changed the name, took down the walls and raised only Niki's taxes. You were that bad that even your own cabinet went against you in the end," Tommy listed. "And that's only half of it."
Everyone went quiet after that and the screen lit up.
Tommy stood on the podium right outside of the walls of L'Manburg.The seats below were soon to be filled with people wanting to hear the party's promises and endorsements. "I just wanna say, before we get into it. Big Q, where is you're running mate?" Tommy asked, looking over to the duck hybrid on the other side of the stage.
Quackity glanced over at George who looked away, avoiding eye contact with Quackity.
"Listen, my running mate is doing things. He's doing things such as being important and gorgeous. Alright?" Quackity replied, nervous to where George really was and why he wasn't there yet.
"Did he not show?" Tommy asked, it being obvious that Quackity didn't really know, Quackity laughed nervously.
"He's too busy being gorgeous Tommy," Quackity shouted.
The screen switched to the chairs in front of the podium now being full and Quackity standing in the centre in front of a microphone. Wilbur and Tommy stood next to each other on the side of the podium, just out of the audience's eyesight.
"Hello, hello," He began. "Well, I'm going to start off by saying that my gorgeous friend, George Not Found, is not here today because he is too busy, regarding matters that- err- eventually be a good thing for our society in the long run. That is why he is not present, it's a good thing." Wilbur stifled a laugh as he knew that was probably a lie and Quackity carried on with his speech.
"It was so obvious that you had no clue where he was," Subpoena said to his fiance.
"Shhhh," Quackity said, turning slightly red out of embarrassment.
"I am running for president simply because I didn't think it was fair for Wilbur to run a one party democratic election. It's very unfair for people to just vote for one party, that's why I have gone up against Wilbur Soot and Tommy Innit, to make L'Manburg a better place." People in the crowd clapped and Quackity thanked them.
Wilbur and Tommy took their place at the centre of the podium. "Hello, I'm here to tell you that I'm running for president and that the reason I'm doing this is because, well, I felt like it was unfair of me to decide myself to be a dictator. So, I want to solidify democracy in our fair nation. If you vote for me, I'll hold the great tapestry of our nation," Wilbur finished and they began to all walk off the podium but someone spoke up.
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