A Demon and A Human...?

<side story #?>

This is all based in the future and it's Father Jschlatt, Father Quackity and child Tubbo :D
Enjoy ^^

As the sun rose up from its slumber, so did young 8 year old Tubbo, he always got up early. Why? So then he could go outside to the woods near his home and play with his enderman friend Ranboo. This time, when the boy got dressed into overalls and a yellow and black long sleeve shirt and headed downstairs, instead of him being successful and leaving through the back door, he was picked up by his father Jschlatt who surprisingly was awake. "Where you going this early kid?" He smiled "I... uh..." he couldn't just tell his own father that he was hanging out with an enderman, then if that happened Ranboo could be killed.
"Well? Why are you up at..." He looked at the microwaves clock "6:34 AM?"  Tubbo looked at the ground as he was picked up "Because, I... Uh, have to go meet up with a friend!" His father looked at him suspiciously "Meet up with your so called friend later in the day, It's to early Tubs.."

Jschlatt looked down in his arms and smiled at the sight of his son, he placed his son on the couch and went back to his room to go back to sleep.
Hours go by, finally morning, Schlatt went back downstairs to wake his son up, as they did have a rather busy day. But as he got closer to the couch, he has realized his has gone missing.

Wait... you thought this side story of dad!schlatt and Tubbo was gonna be wholesome, good ending, yay? Naw man, you thought wrong. Just a brief warning that this chapter will include: drug addiction, smoking, Physical Abuse. So if these you can't handle please leave if not then you have been warned^^'

Tubbo walked through the empty halls of his and his fathers old mansion, god who knew him out of all people could go to street rat broke, to billionaire in just two years. The cold air flew through the home, giving it a haunting vibe. Though the boy was alone, he didn't completely feel alone, almost as if he's being watched. Remembering what he's there for, the boy quickly ran to his old bedroom to back things away.

About to leave, Tubbo felt the same feeling from earlier again. This time, once he got to the door, he heard foot steps, way to familiar to his ears. The boy dropped his belongs by the door and walked forward to the stairs, stopping himself to walk up them. The smell of alcohol filled the room, it wasn't pleasant nor welcoming. "Hey kiddo..." a scratchy voice echoed as it came closer to Tubbo, "Why leaving so soon?" The figure was finally present to Tubbos eyes, "Didn't you come to visit, Dead old Dad?!" Schlatt laughed as he tossed his cigarette across the room, god has he not change "Why didn't you come to visit sooner son?" The man walked towards his son, who looks a lot like him, minus the height and facial hair. The boy stood there staring at the ground, dress shoes were visible to where he was staring. "Hey son? Why haven't you came and visit yet?!" Schlatt grabbed his sons face to make him look at him "I..." He couldn't think of anything to say, nothing came out of his mouth "Hey, where the fuck are your eyes? Why are you covering them?" With the only free hand of Schlatt's, he pushed his sons bangs out of his face, only to greeted with a 3rd degree burn across his face. He secured Tubbos bangs with a pin in his hair so he could make actual human eye contact. "So? Why haven't you came a visit yet?" Still having a tight grip on his sons face "I... Im sorry alright? I didn't know you lived here still, I was busy with other things.." Tubbo said, stuttering on accident. The mans rolled his eyes as if he was telling a lie. "Good job lying kiddo, now tell me, how's your little Enderman friend of yours, Ranboo was it?" The fear of telling his own father about the marriage and his adopted son, scared Tubbo. He didn't want anyone of them to get hurt except himself. "I... I haven't heard from him in a while ac-" "What the fuck is that ring doing on your horn then kid?" Schlatt chuckled, but no response, showing that the ring only could belong to Ranboo.

Frustrated as his son broke his promise, dropped the kid harshly onto the ground and pushed him out of his way "No! Dad, please! Don't go and visit Boo and Michael!" Tubbo stopped himself to saying anymore, as it would cause something bad to happen. The man chuckled as he got to his sons belongings, heading back to where he dropped his son, kneeled down, and grabbed his sons face once more, and his left arm harshly, possibly leaving a bruise. "What were you saying? A kid named Micheal eh? Mind showing me where he is? Want to give the grandson a visit!" He smiled as he pushed his son forward to walk. Leaving his belongings, Tubbo showed Schlatt all around, going the long way home. "So, when are you going to show me your kid?!" Getting impatient, he grabbed the same arm and kicked the back of his sons legs, showing to walk faster. "We're almost there..." Tubbo nervously smiled as they entered a snow filled area.

The cold air from the frozen packed snow made Tubbo shiver, as he did forget his jacket in the mansion. Leading his dead father to the Bee and Boo mansion, Tubbo was greeted to Ranboo and Micheal at the entrance. Knowing his son wanted to run towards his enderman friend, Schlatt yanked at his sons arm aggressively, making it so he stood beside him. "So that's Ranboo, huh Tubs?" Jschlatt slightly laughed, the sight of this black and white enderman was fully pathetic to Schlatt. "Hey... Mr. Jschlatt? Mind letting Tubbo go?" Ranboo nervous asked as he picked his child up with his tail "Sorry kid, but no. Tubs promised to show me around your little country." He smiled sinisterly. Ranboo looked at Tubbo, who was forced to stand beside Jschlatt and was looking down, just so no one could see the scar. "Well nice meeting you Ranbee I guess." Jschlatt pushed his son forward to continue walking.

A little bit of time as passed, the heat from the desert wasn't delightful, the loud sounds of talking over took the silence, knowing where he was, Tubbo ran forward towards a rather tall building. "KID!" Schlatt was cut off by people pushing him out of the way, of course, Quackitys creation, Las Nevada's...
He popped a cigar into his mouth and started following Tubbos trail, "Schlatt, mind fucking off for once?" He looked to his right to see Quackity standing infront of his, their son. "Mind giving me the kid?" Only a shake of the head was given "Tubbo is a employee here, he works for me. Yeah sure he's my kid too, doesn't mean you get him all the time." The man said, gesturing for Purpled to take Tubbo on a walk. Quickly walking away with Tubbo, the sounds of fighting started overlapping their foot steps, the memories flooded back into the boys memory.
Hiding in the closet or pantry, smell of alcohol everyday, sometimes small patches of blood would be on the floor, so many swears, and scars. God did he fear for his life as a kid. He doesn't want this path in life, he wasn't ment to do more. The two stopped walking once met with Ranboo "Hey, you ok?" The boy nodded to the beloved, he took him away from Purpled and walked back to their mansion. "y'know, I feel bad I left Quackity alone to deal with Schlatt..." Tubbo chuckled. Realizing how uncomfortable the boy looked, Ranboo took the pin out of Tubbos hair, making it so his bangs covered the scars and threw it somewhere. "Thanks boo! Now, Wheres that son!" Tubbo chased down his son as monster, trying to forget his past life and focusing on his new.