Not all story's end in happy endings.

~𝚆𝚑𝚢..?~

Smut and Angst chapter
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Schlatt POV:

I'm proud of myself. I literally just flirted with Q, infront of Wilbur in Spanish.

"You have guts man. If that man knew Spanish you'd be fucked."

"I know, but it was worth the risk."

"It was." Quackity always had a tendency of making sure nothing goes wrong. And if it does? That man is on his knees to pray for forgiveness. At least that's how it was with me. I wonder if he'd still do it..

"Oh yea by the way, I have to work for the rest of the day so we can't do anything."

"Awwww.. that's just sad.." I said. It was pretty sad. I had a few plans. I swear nothing sexual.

"I know it is.." I got up from the couch, and left. Wait. Hold on.. why? Ugh. Never mind I'm probably tripping or something.

But it- Ugh. No no. I'll just. I checked my pulse. Wait. Why don't I have one..? I walked back to Quackitys office, and walked right in. "Hm? Oh he-"

"Why don't I have a pulse?!"

"....I-.. I never thought you'd never find out."

"Find out about what Quackity?!"

Quackity POV:

I know what I did. I just don't wanna tell him. I know he's BEYOND pissed. But I'm scared because one wrong word and I could get hurt.

"Quackity?! I'm fucking talking to you!"

"Hm? Oh yea sorry.. I'll tell you, but promise not to freak out."

"Fine. I promise."

"I- I ate your heart at your funeral, in front of everyone there."

He just stood there. Shocked. "Y-you.. imma need a moment.."

He sat down on the chair next to my desk. I just continued work.

Time skip

He just sat there. I shouldn't have told him. "I'm just gonna leave, sorry. I'll think about what I'm gonna say."

"O-ok, bye Schlatt.." the door opened and closed. He locked it from the inside before leaving. Eh. I guess I need some space..

Schlatt POV:

Does this man not see the effects of the invisibility potion?? This dumbass.

I- oh shit. And now he's crying..

"God I'm a terrible boyfriend. I should end it all. But I can't.. Fundy wouldn't have someone to look up to.. but he has Schlatt. But he's known me longer.. ah fucking hell. I hate myself."

....scratch everything I was gonna do, he needs a hug. I- Wilbur?! Ok fine I'll let it play out. For now.

"Hey, seriously? What are you crying about this time?"

"I'm a shitty boyfriend."

"Really?! How long did it take you to figure that out?!"
He slammed his fists on the table.

"Wilbur I didn't mean you.. I ment to Schlatt.."

"WHAT?! HOW?! YOUR GIVING HIM EVERYTHING YOU NEVER GAVE ME!"

"WELL MAYBE IF YOU DIDNT HURT ME I WOULD!! GOD YOUR ALWAYS PLAYING VICTEM!!" I've never heard him yell.. Jesus Christ. He sounds mad.

"IM PLAYING VICTIM?!?! WHAT THE FUCK?! IM HONEST ABOUT THIS."