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TWS: ALCOHOL, SWEARING
1st Person Y/N
"Why do I have to talk to Schlatt?!" I yelled, louder than intended. I was working as a hero with my friend, Wilbur.
"Because he doesn't hate you like he hates me. Plus you're better with words and we really need him to calm the fuck down." He replied. It was true. Schlatt was constantly coming at us and he needed to chill the fuck out. It might be his job but it was getting intense.
"Fine but you fucking owe me." I said getting up to go to where the goat man resides. He lives in this really extra castle type shit.
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I went from the city to the drunken assholes 'secret lair' to tell him to back off a little. I reached the door of the place and knocked on it. The door was answered by someone who looked to be a fox hybrid.
"Hello are you here to see Schlatt?"
"Uhm yeah. I'm Y/N."
"Ah Y/N. Schlatt has been waiting for you. Please follow me."
I followed the fox man through the winding halls of the labyrinth to finally see the goat man sitting-well more like laying-on a throne looking thing holding an almost empty bottle of some spirit. The room reeked of wine and whiskey and I could tell by Schlatt's demeanor that he was drunk. I mentally cringed and prepared myself for the conversation to come.
"Y/N! You *hic* made it!" He said as he stumbled out of his throne and towards me. His brown hair was very messy and matted around his ram horns. He was wearing a white dress shirt that was quite wrinkled and had been unbuttoned at the top with his wine red tie drooping around his neck. He, too, reeked of alcohol and I could tell that he hadn't showered in multiple days.
"Hello Schlatt." I said as I stepped back, trying to avoid him.
"I didn *hic* think you would-d *hic* make itt!" He slurred. "Youu can *hic* le- go now Fundy *hic*." He said to the fox man, who's name is apparently Fundy.
"Are you sure you wouldn't rather me stay with you while you are in... this state?" Fundy questioned.
"I said you could *hic* leave." Schlatt snapped.
Fundy left and then it was just Schlatt and I.
"Soo what did-d you *hic* wantt to talk to b-me about?" He staggered back to his throne.
"Well uhm Wilbur and I want you to calm down a little with the, y'know, explosions and shit."
"Hmmm howw about... *hic* no." He then laughed his weird ass evil laugh.
"Well then I guess I'm leaving. Bye Schlatt. I hope your hangover is terrible!" I started to walk out when I felt some kind of chain wrap around my leg. I looked to see that Schlatt had trapped me in the room with him.
"I don't want you *hic* leavingg-g yett."
"Schlatt what the fuck!" I yelled, trying to escape the chains.
"Havee I ev-ever *hic* told youu howw hot you are?" He came towards me.
"Sch-Schlatt what the f-fuck?" I was flustered by the statement. "C-can I go now?"
"Not-t untilll I caan *hic* have a kisss."
"You bastard. I fucking hate you."
"I love you too."
(A/N)
I like this one a lot. If you say anything bad about it I hate you. I have a part two in the makings of my brain.
Signing off
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Ngẫu nhiênHey this is my first book. My friends say I'm good at writing so I decided to make this. I will mostly do They/Them pronouns for the reader in x Y/Ns but if I really like one I might do He/Him. I also don't just write x Y/Ns so yeah. Don't send hate...
