Bursona Oneshots

Blue (DSMP Ghostbur)

I'm putting the DSMP in the title because Ghostbur is technically also in the Origins SMP.

"Kill me, Phil!" I heard Wilbur cry. We had been friends for years, I knew he had feelings for me but I was too scared to say yes because I knew he was getting closer and closer to the edge. Now here I was, watching my best friend beg his own father to kill him.

I had just witnessed my home get blown up. The place where I met so many people, made so many friends, and most importantly, met Wilbur. Neither Phil nor Wilbur knew that I was silently watching this all unfold. But when Phil stabbed Wilbur I couldn't hold myself back and cried, "WILBUR!" 

Phil then let go of Wilbur and he slumped to the ground. "I'm... I'm so sorry, Y/n." Phil said, I couldn't hold back my tears and cried over Phil's words. Phil was about to hug me but I ran off, I couldn't bear to see Phil after he had just killed my best friend.

I went to the only place I knew I could clear my mind, the rubble that was once Wilbur's house. I tried to find any remnants of Wilbur that I could save to remember him. I found one of his sweaters and immediately put it on. It felt wrong but I needed something to comfort me. I felt a breeze of cold air suddenly blow by and it sent a shiver straight down my spine.

I quickly placed Wilbur's old brown overcoat over his sweater and looked around at what once was L'Manberg, I still couldn't believe that the man I loved could do such a horrible thing. But I knew if I kept doubting it the harder it would be to finally just come to terms with it. Another breeze of cold air blew by and another chill was sent down my spine.

"You seem sad, do you need some blue?" I heard a voice say behind me, I turned around to see Wilbur, but he was different. He was... Pale, like a ghostly white, he was wearing a yellow sweater, a red beanie, and black sweatpants. He had a blue scar on his chest where Phil had stabbed him. "W-Wilbur?" I asked with teary eyes. This ghost looked a bit surprised and replied, "I'm sorry... I can't seem to remember you. Who are you?" 

I had to hold back more tears and I replied, "You don't remember me, Wil? Y/n?" Wilbur then seemed to recall a bit and asked, "Why are you sad? Do you need some blue?" I stepped closer to him and replied, "My friend left me... I think I just need some time to think, and maybe some hugs." The ghost Wilbur then hugged me and I clung to the poor guy.

"Also, my name is Ghostbur, but you can keep calling me Wilbur if you want," Ghostbur said. I didn't let go of him for a second because I was worried that he would somehow leave again. "You're cold, perhaps we should find a warmer place for you." Ghostbur suggested, I nodded in response and slowly let go of him, "Sorry... I just really needed that." I apologized, and he then patted my head and walked around with me to find a warmer place to stay.

"So you only recall happy things about your life?" I asked Ghostbur while we walked, he nodded and replied, "It appears that way, where is Tommy?" He must've forgotten about the fight Tom and I had just before he... Or Alivbur I guess, blew up L'Manberg. "I don't know, Wil. But for now, I think it would be safe for you to stay with me tonight." I finally answered.

"What do you mean? Do you not trust him?" Wilbur asked with his head tilted, I sighed and answered, "Sometimes it's better to not tell someone something in order to protect them, Wilbur." Ghostbur then gently grabbed my hands and suddenly said, "I just remembered something!" "What is it?" I asked, "This warmth I got whenever I was nearby you. It also felt like the color red!" Ghostbur exclaimed

"How could you even feel a color?" I asked, Ghostbur smiled and replied, "Because red is one of the colors of fire, which gives me the same warmth as you did!" I couldn't hold back a small laugh and replied, "Well, when you were alive I knew you had feelings for me..." I paused for a moment, Wilbur titled his head and asked, "Everything alright?" 

I nodded and replied, "Yes, I just wish I could go back in time and confess some things to some people." "It can feel like we should've made a different decision, but it's important to note that your life has led up to this through the choices you've made." Ghostbur said.

"Since when were you so philosophical?" I asked slightly mockingly, Ghostbur then put his beanie on my head and changed the subject, "You look so cold..." I actually hadn't noticed until now how cold I was beginning to feel.

"Yeah, I guess you're right." I agreed, Ghostbur then grabbed my hand and quickly took me somewhere. "Where are we going Wilbur?" I asked, the ghost didn't reply but instead held my hand tighter and soon we were standing at the shore.

"We can make a fire here safely and have you warm up." Ghostbur stated. I nodded and then sat down in the sand, "Okay." Ghostbur than began to set up a fire and I pulled Wilbur's overcoat tight around me for warmth, it still smelled like him and had some embellishments from when he was so sweet and caring.

~Flash back

"You'll see Y/n." Wilbur stated, he was wearing his presidential attire and he honestly looked like a middle school boy who was asked to dance by his crush. "When I win the election I can keep L'Manberg running great!" He continued, I laughed a bit and replied, "You better win, I don't want to deal with Shlatt. He seems controlling."

Wilbur then hugged me suddenly and whispered, "If anything, you can run with me to wherever Tommy drags me to next." I hugged Wilbur back and rubbed his back gently, "I believe in you, Wilbur." I whispered, he smiled and then let go of me.

"Oi, Wil! We gotta do our speech now!" Tommy called out, Wilbur rolled his eyes and then hugged me again before running off to do his speech.

Little did I know that Wilbur wouldn't be the same after the election, that he would slowly lose his mind and blow up the country he had made himself.

~End of flash back ~

Ghostbur had gotten a fire set up and lit by the time I came out of my flash back and had sat down beside me, "What was I like when I was alive Y/n?" He asked. I smiled a bit as I recalled so many memories and replied, "You were so sweet and caring. You always felt the need to protect me whenever someone was jokingly making fun of me."

Ghostbur watched the fire as he said, "What happened to L'Manberg?" I stayed silent for a moment as I debated whether or not I should actually tell him what happened. "That's probably something Tommy could answer better than me, Wil." I answered, Ghostbur wasn't exactly satisfied with my answer but he could tell that I didn't want to talk about anymore.

We both sat in silence and watched the fire burn. There were the sounds of the waves crashing against the sand and the crackling of the burning fire, but other than that it was basically silent. I could hear Ghostbur talking quietly to himself and tried to make out what he was saying.

Ghostbur noticed me and asked, "What were we, Y/n?" I shifted a bit and replied, "Friends, but we both wanted to be with each other. At least I think so." Ghostbur tilted his head and replied, "Why couldn't we?" 

I sighed and took a deep breath before answering, "I knew that you weren't doing well mentally. You were going downhill way faster than I thought you would. I couldn't bring myself to telling you how I really felt because I knew that you were going to pull some stunt because you lost your country. But I never thought you would..." I trailed off when I saw Ghostbur's face.

"I would what?" He asked, "Nevermind, we should probably try to get some sleep, Wil." I said so I didn't have to break this poor boys heart. "You're probably right, perhaps we should lay together so we don't get cold." He suggested, "Only if you want to." I replied and laid down in the sand, shortly afterwards feeling Ghostbur lay beside me. 

"Goodnight, Wil." I said, "Goodnight, Y/n." He replied. I then closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep beside Ghostbur.