11- snitches get stitches

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I didn't want to leave Tubbo, but I had to leave. I didn't want to risk getting caught, I didn't know what shlatt would do if he finally snapped.

I came to the top of a hill just before the entrance to the tunnel systems. I saw two people at the entrance.

"Shit," I mumbled to myself.

"(Y/N)!" Shlatt's booming voice came from one of them, "How nice of you to join us."

I quickly turned, I could still run, I was just slightly faster than him, I could make it. I was stopped by a hard chest making me stubble backwards before I was caught. I looked up to see a familiar redheaded fox who was holding me still.

"Fundy-" I spoke in a broken voice barely above a whisper.

"(Y/N) you were given another chance," Shlatt came up to where I stood, "and as I see it, you are about to leave."

"(Y/N) I'll ask this again," Fundy said, "don't make this harder than it has to be." Quackity now stood atop the hill with us.

"Fine, you caught me." I let out a sigh, dropping my bags. Just as the bags hit the ground I shifted running through Fundy's legs towards the woods that led to pogtopia.

I could hear shouting from the three men before the sounds of more quick feet were behind me. With a quick glance I saw a familiar red and black coat chasing after me.

Fundy was always just a bit faster than me, no matter how much I trained I could never beat him. Now though, I was running for my life. Sprinting towards the forest I had almost made it before Fundy pounced onto my back letting his teeth sink into my shoulder blade as I fell to the ground. Fundy held his grip no matter how much I scratched, kicked, or cried. My movements only seemed to make the situation worse.

Suddenly Fundy released me. Instinctively I shifted back and attempted to continue running before I was grabbed by none other than Shlatt, who had caught up to us while Fundy had me pinned. I saw Fundy shift back behind Shlatt, gently wiping the blood from his mouth.

Shlatt pulled me past the others and towards the large white house. He kept a surprisingly strong grip as I fought against him.

As we entered the building we passed Tubbo who looked at me shocked and scared.

I was tugged into an office, which I could assume was Shlatt's due to the smell of alcohol that filled the room. I was shoved into a plush chair before a large desk.

"Please try not to get blood on my chair," Shlatt huffed as he sat at the desk in front of me. My hand ran up to my shoulder which had been hurt, wincing as I made the contant I took my hand away to see the blood that now stained my palm.

"Now, on to business," Shlatt said leaning over his desk, "mind telling me what Wilbur has been up to."

"Why would I tell you?" I barked

"Because it's just too easy for me to hurt your beloved Tubbo," Shlatt laughed out.

I gasped, no, he wouldn't hurt his own right hand man. "I-"

"Come on," he stood up walking around his desk to be in front of me, "you don't want to be the reason he gets hurt do you," Shlatt leaned down to be face to face with me.

I sat speechless for a moment before speaking up, "Wilbur-" I hesitated, was I really going to tell him this?

"Wilbur is going insane, that's all I know."

"How?"

"You took away his country!" I snapped, "his only home, his pride and joy!"

"He wasn't taking care of it properly, you have to see the good I'm doing," he said, "Manberg is thriving, and the festival tomorrow will be the highlight of the new Manberg."

I couldn't respond, he was right, the country was thriving. Except for the outrageous taxes being imposed on Niki and I he honestly wasn't doing anything that bad.

"You know I'm right," he leaned over me, "I'll send someone to fix your shoulder."

He walked out of the office, closing the door behind him and leaving me alone.

Word count: 718

AN- y'all were almost to the big stuff... what will happen... I mean I know... I'm like writing 7 chapters ahead of what I'm posting(edit: I am no longer 7 chapters ahead of what I'm posting...) BUT YALL DONT You'll find out soon tho... also the amount of mistakes I made in the final control room scene... I literally will have to rewatch that scene just to get it right but hey... y'all its so eventful and... in the next chapter!!

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