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Always forever - cults

Hi!! I guess this is kinda a filler chapters just to slow the pace between things, I do have ideas just don't wanna bombard with chapters, and since I am on break for a long while now I will be writing, a lot as a form of something to do. Anyway, hope you enjoy :D also, takes place in the Dreamsmp, with whom you will see >:3

Type: no ship
Fluff

Warnings:
Mentions of throwing up
Mentions of gore
Not very pretty things to think about
Throwing up

Bonus:
A head canon for ghost Schlatt
Fluff

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No POV

Cold, was what he felt. He didn't remember what happened. He just remembers waking up and trying to find someone, anyone. He did, he couldn't remember there name but he tried calling out. They didn't respond, only stood and looked in shock. Then he heard it, a loud boom go off. He looked out to ward what the person in front of him was looking at, an explosion had just gone off. He saw two people standing in the rumble, lover boy and the father figure. He was shocked. He had just woken up and seen someone blowing up the land. He just wanted someone to tell him what happened. He walked through the many panicking people to wards lover boy, they didn't seem to see he was there. He walking, he heard wordless screams as he looked up and saw it, the father figure killing his son. He stepped back in shock. He couldn't process what was happening, it was too loud. He heard so many wordless screams as he looked over and saw the pink haired pig man place down two withers. His first reaction was to run, which he did, he ran. He looked back every once and a while, when he was still close he saw all of the blood, the bloody deaths to the pig man. He was scared. He just ran into the woods. He didn't know where he was going but he kept going until he felt as if his legs were to give out. He sat under a tree, trying to understand what happened, not being able to process what happened. One thing he was alive and next thing he knew he was well, dead? Maybe, he didn't understand, he didn't understand. He felt tired but also felt in pain. His chest felt tight, he slowly fell over onto his side, his hands and breathing, if it even was still breathing, were shaky.

Eventually he felt the strength to get up off the floor, he looked around, he didn't know where he was, everything felt so familar and yet unfamiliar. He walked for a while, the crunching of snow under his feet felt unreal, almost like this was a dream. It still didn't feel real, everything felt fuzzy feeling. He shook his head a little bit, hearing a bell ring. He looked around confused as to where the bell was coming from, he shook his head once more and reached up, feel his horns and ears. There were rings on his horns that connected to bells. He was confused 'that wasn't there before' he thought, his head was pounding and felt fuzzy and unclear. He made a sound of being unpleased as he continued to walk, slightly holding his head in his hands. He found himself in a cave somehow, he walked deeper, eventually sitting down. His head stopped pounding as he went down into the cave. The darkness didn't make his eyes hurt as much. He wanted to get his head clear, 'I'll stay here while I get my thoughts clear' he thought to himself as he leaned his head against the cave wall.

He tried to remember all he could, he remember being shown around by Tommy, he remembered the election, he remembered taking down the walls and some more things but then it gets fuzzy. He laid down, hoping that sleep would help him process everything.

-time skip-

Months or what felt like months passed, he spent his days in the cave, the light hurt his eyes. He didn't need food, he was dead, eventually, he didn't even need to see anymore, he woke up in complete darkness one day. He was unsure if the cave got darker or he somehow ended up deeper in the cave so it was dark but he didn't move around as much anymore, not feeling the need to. Until one day, he heard movement in his cave, not knowing where it came from, or why it came from, or even who it came from. His mind almost immediately went to his running mate. "Hello?" He called out into the darkness, "hello? Quackity is that you? Have you finally come to join me like I always prayed you would?" He called out into the darkness surrounding him. He heard a voice and foot steps approach. No, no, voices, there were three, he called out once more "hello?" He heard someone come closer "hello? Have you come to stay with me like I always wished you would?" He called out. He looked around, he didn't see anyone "have you come to save my hairs and rescue me from my bad choice of hiding place?" He questioned "hello?" He heard someone "Quackity is that you?" He asked back, trying to see if he could find someone, nothing.

"I'm sorry, I'm not Quackity, I'm Tommy and oh my god Schlatt" he said as he laid his eyes on the male in front of him, "oh you have come to save me from the darkness, I can't see, the sun you see, they destroyed it, got to power hugery and brought it crashing down" he said, looking around to see if he could find them. Tommy looked over at the two who came with him, he was confused as to what the man was rambling on about, techno stepped in front of him just in case of the fact that Schlatt pulled anything as the other ghost went forward. "Oh Schlatt, how long have you been down here?" He heard a familiar voice speak out to him "Wilbur?" He asked back "yes, yes it's me, how long have you been here?" He asked once more "I'm not sure, I believe a long time, you see they took down the sun Wilbur, I don't know how you found me without the light" he said, after being in the cave for so long he had forgotten how long he had even been in the cave. Techno and Tommy inched their away, allowing Wilbur to deal with it.

Wilbur sat next to the goat man, softly placing his ghostly hands on Schlatts face, taking a closer look at him, "oh dear, your horns have over grown and obsecured your view" he said, thumbs brushing across his horns "what are you talking about, my horns are just fine" he said pulling back slightly "Schlatt your horns have grown into your eyes, you've gotten stuck to the wall" he said looking over the black, red like vines that where stuck to the other males shoulders and legs. "What do you mean? Stuck to the wall no, I'm not stuck" he said, trying to get up. Wilbur grabbed his hands to help pull him up from the wall. Schlatt almost collapsed as he pulled him up, his dress shirt dirty and covered in blood from the horns frowning into his eyes. Wilbur led the now blind male out of the cave, into the sun. He covered his face, as if the sun hurt his eyes. He didn't know where he was being led but it was some where. He heard the click of a door opening as being pushed into a inclosed area.

"Schlatt I know we didn't get along but I can I please help you" he heard Wilbur ask, "why didn't we get along?" He asked back, "oh dear you really don't remember much do you?" He asked, getting a nod back from Schlatt. The male sat across from the other, starting to cut the horns out of his eyes, apologizing for it hurting and catching him up on all that happened while he was gone. He and Wilbur were dead, and had been for a month, he told him all that he remembered and Wilbur filled him in on somethings that he remembered. Eventually, he got them cut down to a good amount before starting to cut them down while in his eyes. Fully getting to see what had happened to him, his blood had spoiled and gone black, now more goopy rather then a liquid. It stuck to Wilburs hands and sissors like glue. He tried to pull the remaining parts from his eyes, he couldn't stop apologizing because he knew it hurt, eventually pulling them out fully. They were covered in a deep, black, goopy goop, his eyes now deep pits of black, no eye in sight.

Wilbur looked at him apologetically, hopping he could see his face but he couldn't. Schlatt felt something coming up in his throat and Wilbur saw him gag, and he grabbed him a can, shoving it in his lap, he clutched it close and he threw up, a deep black, oily looking liquid came pouring from his mouth. Chunks of black were in side of it as he gagged and threw up whatever was in his system, Wilbur couldn't stand to watch and looked away. Finding himself feeling sick as the other threw up. Eventually he stopped, the goo liquid trickled down his chin, he reached up, blindly wiping his face with his suit shirt. Wilbur took the can and placed it out side, thinking he would deal with it later. Wilbur walked or well more floated over to the closet like area he had and pulled out a spare sweater he had, a blue sweater. He walked over to Schlatt and handed it to him, "wear this, your shirt is a mess" he said. The other nodded and pulled off his dress shirt and pulled on the sweater, everything still felt fuzzy but this felt better this his other shirt.

Wilbur walked back over from getting something and tied somethings around his eyes or where they would be "geez, at least take me to dinner first" Schlatt half laughed out "well, I noticed you didn't like the sun so this should help" he said as he tied it right around his head.

-time skip-

For weeks, it had just been them, the two of them. Wilbur and Schlatt. Schlatt wasn't often seen by anyone else, usually staying inside of Wilburs home, not being comfortable going out as a ghost, everything felt weird still, he was surprised Wilbur had adjusted to being dead so fast.

"You and me, always forever" he heard Wilbur sing aloud as Schlatt smiled, it was something he had been singing often for the passed while.

You and me, always forever, funny words for two dead people who didn't remember much.

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Word count: 1.8k

Oooh look at me, spoiling you with two chapters in a day, wowie. Anyway, had this idea for a while so have it. See you in the next one