- Y/N's pov -
"Is to revoke the citizenship, of Wilbursoot and Tommyinnit!!" Schlatt yelled, then laughed like the crazy person he is.
I sat in shook for a moment, then got up. I looked at Wilbur, my brother, then at Schlatt, which had clearly lost it.
"If your going to revoke their citizenship and kick them out, revoke mine and kick me out too!!" I screamed.
At first, Schlatt ignored me, talking to Quackity instead. "Quackity, get those two out of here." He demanded, pointing to Tommy and Wilbur.
"I'm talking to you Schlatt!!" I screamed, trying to regain his attention.
"Oh." He said, and I thought he was talking to me first.
"Yeah I was talking to y-" Then he cut me off. "Take Y/N to a place where she can't leave, P/P under house arrest.".
I stared at him for a moment. So he'll kick out my brother and my best friend, but put me under house arrest!? I was furious. I didn't want to be under house arrest, nor should I be.
Quackity was already after the boys, and so were others, leaving only me and a few other people with Schlatt.
He got off the stage, coming over to me and grabbing my chin with his power hungry hands.
"Hello Y/N.." he smiled, but it was also a smirk. He wasn't leaving me out on accident, he purposely didn't kick me out like Tommy and Wilbur. I could see it in his eyes.
"What the hell is wrong with you!" I screamed, slapping his hand away from my face.
He got even crazier angry eyes. I had a feeling on why. He wanted me, and I was being hard to get with him. But, I would never give in to him. He's a crazy mad man!
"Oh Y/N.. my dear.." He spoke softly, but with the creepy undertone in his voice that no one liked to hear, "Why are you fighting back? Your just getting yourself in more trouble.. give in, for your sake.."
I stared at him in anger, which quickly escalated to enragement. I slapped him so hard I left a mark on his face.
He looked at me in anger, and I realized the mistake I made.
"HEY QUACKITY!!" He screamed, grabbing my arm firmly to prevent my escape, "Lock her away somewhere. Make something, lock her away in the van, I don't care. I want her locked away."
- Jschlatt pov -
It was a few days after I got Quackity to lock up Y/N, and I felt slightly bad somehow. I didn't feel bad about anything else, like taking down the Manburg wall. Somehow though, I felt bad about locking Y/N away in that makeshift basement prison Quackity made.
I didn't know what was causing it, or why I felt that way, but I did. So, I decided something.
"Quackity."
"Yeah Schlatt?"
"Let me visit Y/N."
- Y/N's Pov -
I struggled against the chains Quackity attached me to to prevent my escape. It hurt my skin, but I needed to get out before he came- and I was too late.
Schlatt climbed down the crafted ladder, to the basically torture chamber Quackity created to keep me imprisoned.
I struggled against the chains as he finished climbing down the ladder, to attempt escaping by running out of here. But he grabbed my chin firmly after getting down without me noticing, causing me to stop struggling.
