☆◇~Schlattbur Oneshots~◇☆ (DISCONTINUED)

《The Saint Who Fell For The Sinner》

Wilbur was a good kid. He had never done anything bad in his life. He always turned work in on time, was never late, and more. But when he went to a new school, that changed.

"Wil come on get up!!!!" Tommy said as he shook me violently to get me up. "Mhhhhh okok I'm upp" I said as I looked at him with a upset expression. "Don't be mad, now come on! We have a new school to go to!!" He said with a big smile on his face. I knew he was only happy because his best friend tubbo was there. "Alright leave so I can change" then he left. After we all got ready we headed off to school.

"Bye boys!" My father said as we all said our goodbyes and headed off to our classes. I didn't have to hard of a time finding my class. The teacher spotted me and said, "alright class, the new kid is here!" Great. He had to do that? I sighed and walked in. After I introduced myself, I went to my seat. The kid next to me had his feet on the desk and everything. "Sir I don't think you should have your feet on the desk." He looked at me with the most annoyed look on his face. "You know what? You can fuck off." I looked back forward. Ok well his one to not talk to.

We lunch rolled around i was forced to sit next to the one I said I wouldn't. God assigned seats are the worst. "Oh look who it is, Mr. Get up in peoples business." He said as he laughed a little. "It was a one time thing. Calm the actual fuck down."  That was the first time I swore. I knew a lot of swear words from Tommy, so I guess I can use them here. "Ooooo I'm so scared, what you gonna do, punch me?" He said as he stuck his tongue out at me. God he was annoying. "Well, I went to karate and I know how to kill someone with one move so I will and can do so." I said as I smiled. He gave me the look that said, 'this kids weird'. "Whatever."

After school was over I felt quite relieved. That kid got on my nerves so God dam much...

Schlatts POV

When I got home my parents were of course fighting. As usual. "JONATHAN GODDAM SCHLATT GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!" My father yelled at me. I walked over there. "Wha-" I began as he bashed a wine bottle over my head. I passed out. The next day I woke up on the floor. My head hurt so God dam bad...I sighed and went to the bathroom to see if there was any physical problems with my head. Oh yeah. It had a big gash with glass in it. I sighed and decided to go to the hospital.

Wilburs POV

The next day that kid wasn't there. Good I guess..."well class schlatt won't be here today, he had to go to the hospital." The hospital? I looked at the kid next to me's name tag. It read, 'Jonathan Schlatt'. Why was he at the hospital? Was he ok? Why do I care? Maybe I'll go see him after school...

After-school I rode my bike to the hospital. "Hello is Jonathan Schlatt here?" I asked the front desk. "Yes, would you like to see him?" The lady asked. "Yes please." "Alright follow me." So I followed her to his room. After she left I peeked around the corner. I wonder what happened...he looked at me with a somewhat disgusted look on his face. "New kid!? What the hell are you doing here!?" He said confused and mad. "I'm gonna ask you the same thing, why are you here?" "Well uh...its none of your business!!" He spat out. God he was difficult. "Well, I'm not leaving until you tell me." "Why the hell do you wanna know so dam bad?" "Well, at least I'm caring about you" he froze. I had a feeling I said something wrong. "You care about me...?" He said in a, about-to-cry tone. "Yea...I mean, you're my classmate, so I guess I should." He smiled a little. Maybe I didn't do something wrong? "Jeez this is the first time I've had someone care about me..." he said as he scratched his neck. God, no one cared about him? I started to feel bad. Poor thing... "well, when I got home from school, my dad bashed a bottle against my head. So when I woke up I just walked myself here." He said. God now I felt really bad. "I'm sorry about that...do you wanna stay at my place maybe...?" I said, smiling. "Really..?" He said. "Yea, when you get released you can come with me home." I smile again. "Thank you...I never got your name, it is..?" "Oh its Wilbur! Yours is schlatt correct?"  "Yea, thats a nice name."

Once he got released, we went to my house. I wasn't to sure if my parents would be ok with a ram hybrid entering our house, but it was worth the try. (His parents aren't philza and mumza, later they are tho. The parents are Christian so thats why he's worried.) I opened the door and yelled, "mum, dad, I'm home! I brought a friend over to!!" I said holding schlatts hand. It made me feel...weird. my mom came downstairs and gasped. "What is that!?" She said pointing to schlatt. God i knew this was a bad idea. I pushed schlatt behind me and said "he's my friend." I said as I felt hands slightly creep up around my waist. I think I was getting butterflies. I couldn't be. Right? "No. It can't be your friend. Thats a beast. Get it out of here! We don't want sins in our house!" She said as I could feel schlatt burying his head into my back. He started to cry. God I felt really bad now. "Well if you're gonna kick him out, I'm going with!" I say as I turn around, pick schlatt up, and leave. Slamming the door behind me, I heard my mom yell, "you're a sin of a child!!". I sighed. "Hey you ok?" I say looking at him. He had his face buried into my neck. He looked up at me with slight tears in his eyes. "I'm ok...now where are you gonna stay..?" He said. "I'll figure that out, don't worry."

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