| Schlattbur Oneshots |

tightroper 2

"so you like him?", quackity asked, shaking around the drink in his hand half heartedly, awaiting wilbur's response.

"i think so.. i mean sure in the past i had sally but i never felt this way with her or anyone else before", wilbur sighed, still confused on how he felt.

after the night before, wilbur was sure schlatt was the one for him.

"well good luck with that bud, you deserve someone good. and that schlatt guy gives me good vibes", quackity wished to his friend, getting up and dismissing wilbur away from his office.

wilbur got up too and left, thanking him.

he shook off all those feelings that were weighing him down. it was early in the morning, schlatt would be here soon for work.

he would just try to ignore the little spark in his heart.

for now.

he paced around on top of the platform as he saw schlatt walk in. he had a slight pep to his step.

schlatt waved as he passed wilbur, and went into the back room.

soon he came out and started going up the rail, reaching wilbur's side eventually.

wilbur stared at schlatt. he would never see him the same again, especially not with that tight fitted outfit, which really defined his shape..

"take a picture it'll last longer", schlatt said, smirking as he saw wilbur's alarmed reaction.

"..you were awesome last night", wilbur breathed, a red color still dusted across his face.

"i know, you said that last night too", schlatt laughed a little. wilbur smiled at him awkwardly.

"i did..?", he asked, embarrassed.

schlatt nodded.

"starting to think you're hitting on me wilbur", schlatt said jokingly.

oh how wilbur wished he wasn't..

"anyways, we aren't here to gossip about my good looks. teach me some more stuff!", schlatt exclaimed, energetic and excited for the day's lesson.

but that excitement soon died down when he learned that they were just going to go over yesterday's practice.

"come on wilburrr, i wanna learn something else~", he dragged out, adding a slight whine to his voice.

wilbur raised an eyebrow and looked at schlatt.

"beg all you want, but this is mandatory, i cant switch what we're going to do", wilbur stated, internally laughing at schlatt's bewildered expression and the pout that followed after.

"first of all, i don't beg. second of all, pleaseeeee!", schlatt complained, crossing his arms.

"you're acting like a fucking toddler", wilbur deadpanned.

"shut up! i. wanna. do. something. else!", schlatt shouted.

"fine! jesus christ you're persistent", wilbur muttered as he racked his brain for something that wasn't technically against what he was supposed to teach that day.

"ok look, i'll demonstrate, this is a simple trick once you get the hang of it", wilbur explained, performing it for schlatt.

when he landed back on the platform, schlatt's face was awestruck.

"that was cool! do it again!", schlatt exclaimed, pushing wilbur off.

but wilbur didn't have a proper grip on the bar. and he swung out to the side. and fell.