The sight of the President before her was, in all honesty, pitiful.
The once confident and charismatic man was now surrounded with bottles, some smashed, some half empty.
How the mighty fall.
"Schlatt? What are you doing in my drug van? It better not be drugs" Wilbur said, his tone light and joking despite the tense, heavy atmosphere.
Schlatt seemed unaware of what was happening around him as he brought one of the half empty bottles to his lips.
"Are you drinking!?" Wilbur questioned, incredulously.
Schlatt's only reply was some incoherent mumbling.
"Is this your leader, Dream?" Tommy asked
"No. No, he is not my leader" The aforementioned man said.
There were comments on J. Schlatt being made, people making their opinions on how sad and pathetic they believed him to be, clear.
"I was kinda excited for the revolution but, now it's just sad" Nessa heard techno say from beside her, nodding her head in agreement.
"FUNDY" Schlatt shouted, his eyes now focused on the fox-hybrid.
Fundy stepped forward only to be met by one of Schlatt's empty bottles swinging at him, blocking the attack with one of his arm guards.
Schlatt continued his assault, only stopping when Quackity and Tubbo restrained him.
"Schlatt, you had a dream and I followed it but, you brought it downhill. You- you ruined it" Fundy said, once he recovered from the attack.
Schlatt only laughed, Tubbo and Quackity deeming it safe to release him from their hold.
"I thought you were something!" Fundy said, his words thick with emotion.
"Yeah, I am something Fundy. I'm something you're not!" Schlatt retorted.
"What, Schlatt? What am I not?"
"I'm a man" Schlatt said, voice lowering, the malicious intent behind his words, clear.
This set Wilbur and several other people off, for reasons Nessa didn't yet know.
Wilbur's face turned red with anger, it was the angriest Nessa had ever seen him. He pushed through the crowd, his hand tightening on the sword he held, Techno and Tommy holding him back.
The people around her were calling for the tyrant's death, his insult to Fundy, apparently ran deeper than she knew.
"Schlatt, are you ready to die" Wilbur said, freeing himself from Tommy and Techno's hold.
The man only laughed.
"You know, if I die, this country goes down with me" The President sneered.
The murmur of disagreement throughout the crowd, slowly escalated into chants of 'kill him' and 'do it'.
Just as Tommy had aimed his crossbow between Schlatt's eyes, he started coughing.
"Wait- wait. Schlatt? Are you okay?" Dream said, concern lacing his voice, which would have been very convincing had his body language agreed with his words.
"Does anyone smell toast?" Schlatt asked, becoming disoriented once more.
Nessa immediately knew he was having a stroke, the left side of his face was beginning to droop, along with the phantom smells made it obvious. Eret and a few others had seemingly drawn the same conclusion.
People started gathering around him, his breathing becoming more laboured with each passing second.
Then he stopped.
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A little less lonely (Technoblade X OC)
FanfictionWhilst Technoblade is living in Pogtopia, he meets a girl. Someone who makes him feel a little less lonely.
