As everyone crowded around the so-called president's dead body in the van, they realized he had suffered from a heart attack.
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As Wilbur inched closer to the button, he could hear Schlatt's voice telling him not to do it.
"Wilbur! Please- Don't do this!" The New Yorker's voice was all the British male could hear, "Wil! You'll kill them all! Please stop!"
The brunet began to remember every single detail of the time when he and Schlatt were friends.
*FLASHBACK*
It was a nice room. The walls were a cool yellow, which sharply contrasted the sweltering day outside. Schlatt was lounging on the couch across from where Wilbur sat, finishing off his third bottle of liquor.
Wilbur hiccuped and raised his glass, "You look like a drunk princess..." A smirk worked it's way onto his face, "My pretty princess, Schlatt."
Schlatt nearly fell off the couch at those words, "Don't you ever fuckin' call me that again, you little... little uh... little British fuck."
Thank you to Eraliouz for helping me with this part (You guys should go check her out, she's a really talented writer)
*END FLASHBACK*
"Kill me Phil." Wilbur said, shocking Phil right before handing him a sword.
"Your my son Wil! I can't kill you!"
"It'll be better for everyone! Just do it."
Phil began to stab Wilbur as Schlatt's ghostly yelling could be heard, "No! Phil! Don't do this!"
Wilbur Soot was slain by Ph1lzA
This came as a shock to everyone as Phil was Wilbur's dad.
"No!"
Sorry it's so short, I just wanted to get something out for you guys
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MCYT Oneshots
FanfictionThis will be a book of one shots about mcyt requests welcome lowercase intended (most of the time 😊)
