mcyt oneshots

doll [jschlatt]

[ request: no ]

[ tw: alcohol, drunk, foul language ]

just a quickie cause im bored

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"BOOORRRING!" I yell from my spot on the banister. I feel everyone's glare on me as I barely hold myself up. "GET ON WITH IT ALREADY!" I slur.

"YN.." I hear Quackity warn in a low voice I ignore him and stagger to the middle of the room where a large hole sat. I crouch down at the edge and swing my legs down. "My Lmanberg.. My Lmanberg.." I sing quietly.

Everyone's quiet as I continue singing until they seem to continue with whatever they were doing. "I'VE GOT OUR ENDORSEMENT." I hear Tommy yell suddenly

My head lolls back and I stare at the brown haired man curiously. His eyes were darting around and he staggered in Tommy's grasp. I smirk, a drunk.

I turn on my spot so I'm laying on my stomach in front of the pair, my feet swishing backwards and forwards in the air. "Well hellooooo handsome." I giggle wildly.

An intimidating smirk appears on the mans face and he tilts his head at me curiously. "Well hello there doll.. The name's Schlatt." my smile falls. "Doll?" I spit.

"Uh oh.." I hear Quackity mumble. "DOLL?" I stand up. "Listen here slut. I am no ones doll. Okay I am an independent woman and if you dare-!" I stagger forwards and push my finger as strong as I can into his chest. "If you dare.."

I slump slightly and collapse against Tommy, who was still holding Schlatt up. As we all fall to the cobbled floor me and Schlatt begin to giggle hysterically. "If you dare.." I whisper again, laughing this time.

Tommy grumbles and brushes himself off annoyed. "Drunk idiots.. How dare.. Big man... Flerting.. " I hear him mumble as he walks back to Wilbur. Me and Schlatt remain on the floor still laughing hysterically.

When we eventually calm down we sit up and I offer him my hand. "M' YN.." I whisper with a mischievous smile.. "Doll."