J'adore ton sourire. Et tes yeux qui me fixent à longueur de temps. Tu a toujours été à mes côtés. Et la, à m'écouter. Tu aimes te promener. Usurper les identités, ça, tu connais. Énervé tu es souvent. Rien ne t'arrêtes. Aimer tu ne connais pas. Intrigante est ta voix. Je te tuerais My Teddy ♥. Chapitres court~ Et efficaces...

The L'Manburg election is fast approaching, and who better to endorse Wilbur's party than the renowned J Schlatt himself? Only he didn't come alone. "Hey. Who's the woman?" "You mean this vision of beauty? Yeah, she's my wife." "Please stop telling people we're married, Schlatt." This is a Dream x OC story Rated Mature for bad language and Schlatt

"I understand. You heard the place you loved was in trouble, so you came back, but I don't-I just-why didn't you take me?" Here it was, at last. Catharsis, or something close to it. "I would have hunted them down with you, Philza, the people who did that to your town. I would have given you your vengeance on a silver platter. I would have given you the world." Philza didn't look guilty. He just looked tired. "I didn't hunt them down, though." // Or, that fic where Techno and Phil are old immortals, and Tommy and Wilbur are decidedly... not. Angst ensues. //