Fundy-Centric Oneshots

"I'm adopted"

TW - ALCOHOL, MENTIONS OF SEX (nothing bad), YELLING, CURSING, INSULTS, CHILD ABUSE, SLAPPING,
CW - JSCHLATT

Summary - Fundy finds out a heart-breaking truth about his 'father'

Thank you @Wojtadela for the request!

Fundy was ushering his father into their shared house.

The fox had Wilbur's arm slung around his shoulder, slightly stumbling from the weight of the older.

After practically throwing his father onto the couch, Fundy made his way to the door, fumbling with his keys.

The lock clicked into place and the furry placed his keys on the counter, slightly panting from the effort it took to get his drunken father into the house.

It was the night L'manburg had won its independence, thanks to Tommy. They all threw a big party that had a lot of alcohol.

And let's just say one of Wilbur's past habits was drinking with his old friend... He couldn't remember his name. Anyhow, old habits die hard.

"Fundyyyyy, get over here, son!"

His words slurred together as he beckoned Fundy towards him, the fox complying and sitting on the ledge of the sofa.

He ran his fingers in and out of his father's fluffy hair, the smell of alcohol overwhelming his senses.

"The anthem will be changing soon. Oh, I've got it!"

The fox metally prepared himself for some off-tune singing.

"Well I heard there was a special place
Where men could go and emancipate
The brutality and the tyranny of their rulers
Well this place is real, you needn't fret
With Tommy, Tubbo, Fundy and the rest!
It's a very big and-"

"Isn't the president supposed to go at the start of the citizens?"

Wilbur's drunken mind didn't know what it was saying, Fundy knew that. Yet, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was about to go terribly wrong.

"Yeah! That's why I put Tommy at the front,"

His heart broke. Wilbur always spoke about how Fundy would follow in his footsteps, was he lying?

"You said I was gonna be president one day, father,"

"I wish you could be! But if you're not European or related to anyone in L'manburg, it's not legal to be the president,"

The furry could barely understand the mostly incoherent words his father was slurring but eventually, he caught on.

"Father, I'm your son.."

"Well, yeah, but not by blood. Got you off of my old buddy, Schlatt. When we were drinking one night, he got a bit handsy with a fox hybrid. Skip to nine months later, there you were! He couldn't take care of you, though so I got you..."

At the end of his story, Wilbur was already falling asleep and Fundy...

"I'm adopted.."

His world had just been shattered.

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Skip to a couple months later, the elections were in a few weeks.

His father didn't remember what he had said to his son and Fundy decided to keep it that way.

However, the boy had tried contacting Schlatt multiple times, only unable to find a player with said name.

Pog2020 and Swag2020 were currently sitting in L'manburg's meeting room, waiting to see if anymore parties would show up.