||Falling in love with a ghost|| {Schlattbur highschool AU}

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So in this story Wilbur's whole family died and became ghosts that haunt this one mansion and since all of them didn't die completely, I am making deaths compared to how they lost their third life (Tommy and Wilbur) and based on random head cannons. Just thought I should specify that.

TW!: Use of the f slur

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     "LAST ONE TO THE CAR HAS TO SUCK THE HEADMASTERS DICK!" I shouted at my friends as I bolted in the direction of where I parked.

     "Hey you got a head start that's not fair!" I heard one of them yell while sprinting in the same direction. I stood by my car panting, bent over with my hands on my knees as my three friends ran as fast as their legs could take them. As soon as my friends got there, we immediately started making fun of Tod for getting to the car last.

"Aw shut the hell up I ain't no fag!" Tod shouted at us and we burst out laughing.

"So where we goin' big guy?" James asked me as the laughter started to die down.

"I heard there's this mansion not to far from here that barely anyone dares to go to. They say its haunted and you may not come out alive." I smirked at my friends. "So lets all go find this so called haunted mansion and explore."

"Oh hell no I ain't goin' in some death mansion." Tod said crossing his arms.

"Gonna pussy out, gay boy?" Justin asked teasingly, poking his arm.

"You know what how scary can this thing be." Tod said putting his hand on the handle to the car door.

"That's what i'm talking about! Also, SHOTGUN!" James yelled darting around to the passenger seat.

~-time skip-~

"Alright everybody out!" I demanded while turning off the car and flinging my door open.

"Were literally in the middle of nowhere big guy! This is only woods!" James complained looking slightly confused.

"Exactly, now come on it should be just a mile through here." I said while walking into the depths of the woods. The guys slowly started to follow behind.

     We eventually arrived at the so called haunted mansion. It was made of mostly stone that turned from white to yellow from age and was over taken by vines. I could clearly tell there used to be a garden but it got overgrown from neglect. Me and my friends walked inside and where met by a large ballroom. The paint on the walls and stairs was peeling off from age and the furniture was covered in white sheets that had holes eaten in them by moths. The only uncovered thing was a very dusty record player that had an also very dusty record sitting beside it.  Me and my friends looked at each other confused. Wasn't this place supposed to be haunted? Tod walked over to the record player and blew the dust off.

     "Maybe we have to play the record?" Justin suggested. Tod nodded and wiped off all of the dirt and dust he could from the record and placed it into the player.  Tod moved the needle onto the record and pressed play. A familiar song started playing through the player. James nudged me and Justin and pointed to a spot near the center of the ballroom. There was a pale gray ghost standing there. He was dressed in a yellow sweater, black skinny jeans, and a maroon colored beanie. We watched as he stared to waltz to the female part of the choreography of a dance my drama teacher taught my class for a film. Every single one of his movements was incredibly feminine and on point.

"He seems like a fag; just look at the way he moves and the way he dresses." Justin whispered to me. All I could do was nod. I couldn't take my eyes off of the ghost before me. Every movement he made was laced with sorrow. I watched as a dark blue tear fell down his cheek as he spun. I couldn't help but feel sorry for the guy as I watched him dance alone. As soon as the song finished the ghost broke down to his knees and started crying dark blue ink like tears. The male instantly dried his tears with his sleeve when he noticed me, Tod, Justin, and James where there.

"Sorry I didn't notice you guys there," He said. "What brings you guys here?"

"Isn't this place supposed to be haunted?" Justin asked.

"Technically, it is, considering the fact my entire family lives here. All nine of us died and now we stay here, in the Afterlife."

"So you're actually dead?" Tod asked.

"Sadly, yes."

"Where's everyone else?" James asked while looking around as if he expected to see another eight ghosts floating around somewhere.

"We are all scared to look at each other."

"Why?"

"Well I blew up a nation for one-,"

"WAIT WHAT?!" Tod shouted, cutting him off. The ghost visibly winced.

"Listen, we all do things that we regret. In my case, it was blowing up a nation-" I watched the ghost stiffen and get anxious as he said that.

"THAT'S BESIDES THE POINT! HOW AND WHY IN THE HELL WOULD YOU BLOW UP A COUNTRY?!" Justin yelled.

"Guys, calm down. I'm sure he had a good reason," I said. The ghost looked at me with a thankful look that quickly turned to one of pure shock.

"Schlatt-?" He asked

"How- how do you know my name?" I asked him, shocked. The ghost boy started to pace frantically.

"This-this can't be real . . . you can't be- . . . how are you- . . . I cant be seeing this," He said to himself. "No, he has to be real; he has the horns and everything but . . . I thought reincarnation was just a myth..."

"Um, could you please explain what the hell is going on right now?" I asked him.

"Sorry, um- you are an exact replica of a person I used to know," he said. "Let me start from the beginning. You, Johnathan Schlatt, correct me if I am wrong, in a past life ran against me as president of L'manburg, a nation I built. You won the election but your presidency only lasted 55 days, because you died from having a stroke. You were also an alcoholic, and had a son named Toby, nicknamed Tubbo, who you abandoned by a roadside as a child, and is now my adopted brother." I sat there in shock. I felt so bad for this person named Toby that I supposedly abandoned.

"Would you mind telling me more about Toby?" I asked him.

"I wouldn't mind at all, but you four should probably get going before it gets too dark for you to return home," He said motioning to the window that showed the sun just starting to set. "Feel free to come back anytime, though." And with that, me and the guys left the manor and began to head home.