The Little Difference

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(Art by Inozuart on Twitter!)

Wilbur Soot, November 16th, 2020.

Wilbur was awake. Well, it's more accurate to say he didn't actually sleep. He was busy enchanting armour and weapons for the rest of the rebellion. Wilbur sighed as he lift the last Netherite chest plate from the enchanting table, placing it around the last armour stand. Techno was the first to wake up that morning, as he had literally lifted Wilbur onto his shoulder to force feed him breakfast. "Ok, what the fuck is going on here." Tommy asked, when he walked in on the scene of Wilbur being force fed by Techno.

"I'm feeding him since he's too sleepy to even raise a fork." Techno said, as he shoved another spoonful of mushroom stew into Wilbur's mouth. Wilbur quietly ate, content with being treated like a normal person for once. "Did you not sleep?" Tommy asked, as he dipped a bit of his bread into the mushroom stew. "By the full sets of enchanted Netherite armour and weapons down in the Weaponry, I doubt it." Techno said, as he handed Wilbur a glass of water. "Yeah, I haven't slept." Wilbur said quietly, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "Go take a nap, Wil. I'll wake you up when we're all ready." Tommy said, as Wilbur was pulled along to his room. "But-!" The door was closed before Wilbur could finish his sentence, making him sigh.

Don't argue, we both know you can't win. Wilbur sighed. He knew it, so he just fell onto the bed and let sleep overtook him.

While Wilbur slept, Tommy and Techno were busy helping the others prepare themselves. "Should we really wake him up? What if he does blow up Manburg after we win?" Quackity whispered softly to Tommy, who paused. "Don't worry big Q, I trust him." Tommy said, before he stood up. "I'm going to wake him up. Remember, take the railway so it's easier to get to Manburg." Tommy said, as the rest of them nodded. Tommy watched as his allies left Pogtopia, before he walked over to Wilbur's room.

"Wil, it's time." He mumbled, as he opened the door. "Wil? Wake up, it's time to go." Wilbur sat up sleepily, as Tommy rolled his eyes. "Don't make me pour a whole water bucket onto your head." Wilbur shook his head, before standing up and frowning at the single chest plate Tommy offered him. "No thanks. I don't like wearing armour." Tommy sighed. "Wilby- Wil! Don't be stubborn." Wilbur blinked at the teen, as his face turned red. "Did you just call me Wilby?" Tommy groaned as Wilbur chuckled, before he shoved the chest plate into his chest. "I'm going!" Tommy grumbled, as he walked out of the room.

Wilbur stared at the armour in his hands, before shaking his head and keeping them in his inventory. I don't need that. He thought, as he washed his face. "Wait up!" He yelled, as he chased after Tommy and the others. "Finally!" Fundy said, as they began walking towards Manburg through the railways.

"Wait!" Dream called out, blocking the end of the railway. Punz and Sam stood behind him, holding their weapons tightly. "What do you want, Dream. I thought you agreed not to involve yourself in this little war?" Techno said, as Dream chuckled. "And I am not. All I'm here to say is, we surrender." Wilbur blinked. "Surrender what?" Dream smiled. "You guys are aware that I have said I was joining forces with Schlatt, right?" The others muttered small agreements, as Techno squinted his eyes. "So what?" Dream sighed. "Well, the reason I did that was to get something from the President. But since I've gotten it already, you guys are free to do anything you'd like." Wilbur sighed.

"Is that all, Dream?" Dream nodded, before he disappeared in a puff of purple smoke. Sam and Punz also teleported away, as the others behind Wilbur looked around in confusion. "Come on, no time to dilly dally." Fundy said, as the group started to move into Manburg. "So where do you think he would be?" Wilbur asked the ex-Manburgians, before Tubbo's hand shot up. "He's over there." The group turned to the direction he was pointing at, before Wilbur and Tommy grimaced.

"Do you think he got to our old drugs?" Wilbur asked Tommy quietly, before the door swung open and the man himself stumbled out of the van. "Eugh, that answers your questions, doesn't it?" Tommy said, as the pungent smell of alcohol and puke wafted in the air. "Oh, are you guys here to kill me?" Schlatt asked, as he drank from another whiskey bottle. "Yeah! For all the crimes you have done against all of the people here." Quackity said, as Schlatt stared at them all. "Pfft. Yeah, sure. Crimes." Schlatt muttered, as he fell onto the ground, smirking. "Tell me, my little Vice President, what exactly are my crimes?" Quackity hid behind Fundy as Schlatt drank down more whiskey.

"W-Well, you abused the tax system, you threatened all of your citizens, you abused your place as President, you sexually harassed Quackity and you exiled Wilbur and Tommy for no reason whatsoever." Eret said, as their eyes shone soft red. "Ah, there it is. My crimes. So, judge, what's the verdict?" He laughed, as Tubbo jumped. "W-What are y-you looking at me for!" Schlatt glared at him. "Aren't you the owner of that ugly ass courthouse above my office?" Tubbo looked away, as Tommy shielded him. "Ok that enough! Your verdict is death by the fucking blade!" Schlatt stared at Tommy's angry face, before turning to a not interested Technoblade.

"So you're my executioner now, huh Blade." Techno shrugged. "I'm just a mercenary." Schlatt nodded, before drinking down the bottle of whiskey till it's last drop. "Alright then. Kill me." Schlatt said, as the bottle fell beside him. Before they could react, Schlatt fell over, lifeless.

JSchlatt fell out of the world

"Callahan, huh." Wilbur muttered, as he spotted the god a few blocks away, before he disappeared. "Well, that was uneventful." Techno said, as the rest of them cheered. "We got back L'Manburg!" Tommy and Tubbo cheered, as Wilbur nodded. "Come on, Wil, speech time!" Tommy said, as they all walked to the podium.

Schaltt's body vanished, so did his soul.