Glattbur (Glatt x Ghostbur)

What comes after death? (Chapter 2.)

It was so cold, so very cold. The floor was hard. Wilbur slowly regained consciousness, waking up in some kind of void. It was more like a black room. Wilbur was confused, didn't he just die? is this afterlife? Just an endless void full of nothingness? He groaned, his head aching and a sharp pain in his chest.

"Where am I..?" He muttered to himself as he gripped onto his chest in pain. 

"Afterlife." a strange, but familiar voice appeared. Wilbur flinched and turned around to see a pale man with goat ears and horns, he was wearing a blue sweater, he looked tired. The void like room made his voice echo a little which creeped Wilbur out a little.

"I uh.. I'm sorry but who are you..?-" Wilbur asked hesitantly, but the goat man just burst out laughing, "oh come on Wil, stop joking." Wilbur just looked even more confused. "You're joking.. right? right??" The mysterious man said in a more serious tone, but Wilbur just shook his head. "No, I don't seem to recognise you, I'm sorry.." he said in a sad tone.

"That.. that can't be! GOD FUCKING DAMNIT WILBUR." Wilbur flinched when he yelled. "sorry." The pale man muttered under his breath. "so uh.. what's your name?" Wilbur asked awkwardly after a few seconds of silence. "Schlatt. I can't believe it, we grew up together and fought a fucking war against each other and you don't even remember me?"

"Like I said, I'm sorry, but I really don't recognise you." Schlatt sighed and reached out his hand but only gained another confused look from Wilbur. "Let me help you get up for fuck's sake." He looked away feeling awkward. Wilbur took his hand to stand up but stumbled over his own feet, almost falling down again. The pain in his chest got worse, he shrieked in pain. "Fuck.. it hurts.." He whimpered quietly, his breathing got only faster. He held onto Schlatt so he wouldn't fall down.

"Hey are you okay? what the fuck is going in?" Schlatt said, concerned for the taller British boy. "My chest, it feels like I was stabbed or some shit." he said and gritted his teeth in pain. Schlatt helped Wilbur stay on his feet. "Probably how you died. don't worry, it will go away soon." Wilbur held onto Schlatt tightly, holding back tears. then suddenly, everything went black for Wilbur.

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After a while Wilbur finally regained consciousness, when he opened his eyes he was laying in the goat man's lap. he groaned and closed his eyes again, curling up in his lap. That was unexpected for Schlatt, but he was just glad that Wilbur was okay. Schlatt laid down and pulled Wilbur close to him. "tsk, I won't be doing this once you're okay yknow." He said as he tried to ignore the blush that lightly tinted his face. After all he wasn't gay or some shit like that. well yeah Wilbur was hot and pretty but that doesn't mean that Schlatt was gay, no way.

After a while Wilbur got up. "Sorry for the inconvenience.." he said awkwardly. Schlatt scoffed and got up as well, "It's fine, don't worry about it." Both of them stayed silent for a while before Wilbur spoke up. "Sooo.. what are we supposed to do here?" Schlatt shrugged. "I guess you could go to the overworld and visit the others as a ghost, but I didn't do that because there's no one who cares about me. You can only visit the living if there is someone that cares about you." Wilbur frowned, why did no one care for Schlatt? Wilbur had now spend a little while with Schlatt and he seemed nice to him. Maybe that was because Wilbur only saw good in people now. "Well.. I care about you! once I go through, that means you could go through!" Wilbur smiled happily, hoping it would work. Schlatt was surprised, Wilbur didn't even remember him, yet he cared about Schlatt? that was rather unusual to Schlatt. However, he gave into the idea. "Sure, there's nothing to loose so we might as well try."

Wilbur smiled widely. He made his way towards the rather big black door that was at the other side of the room, he reached out to twist the knob, and to his surprise, the door opened. He hesitated before fully opening the door, bright light blinded him as he squinted. He slowly walked through the door, then disappeared into the nothingness, the door shutting after him. 

After waiting a little while Schlatt walked over to the door, he hesitated and thought to himself. Will this actually work? What if I end up alone again? He shook his head, there was nothing to loose so he might as well try. he reached out and carefully twisted the knob, he was stoked at the results. Wilbur didn't lie, he DID care. That made Schlatt smile a little. He fully opened the door, the light burning his sensitive eyes before he stepped through. His head ached before he decided to open his eyes. There he stood, in the overworked with Wilbur in front of him. 

He looked around, it was weird to be back, especially as a ghost. He looked.. different. paler than usual, almost translucent. he was floating. His clothes had gotten less saturated too, he looked over at Wilbur and realised the same thing happened to him as well. There was another thing he had noticed about Wilbur, his eyes. his once amber eyes were now white. there was no iris or pupil, just pure glowing white. It kind of freaked him out but there was nothing he could do about it.

Schlatt couldn't help but crack a slight smile. "You do care.." 

Haha hello yes Author here! I finally finished this chapter, I had a tough time so I took a small break from writing. But I managed to finish this chapter! Also I will now sign off with my name because I finally settled on a name that I like, my name is Chris :D anyways I'm rambling at this point soooooooo, bye bye! I hope you enjoyed this chapter :]

- Chris