Summary: Wilbur seeks to find out the person he was before.
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Wilbur licked his lips subconsciously. He noticed Schlatt’s eyes flick down for a fraction of a second.
“Y-you don’t mean that.” Wilbur murmured.
Schlatt shrugged.
“Maybe I do. What then?” Schlatt asked. “What if I exiled you because if you were around I might have listened to you?’”
The end of his sentence echoed throughout the quiet woods.
“Then you’re not as bad as what they say you are.”
Wilbur gripped one of his hands on his bedroll as Schlatt shifted out of his own, getting up to crouch next to Wilbur’s. Wil sat up.
“And what if I like to be bad?” Whispered Schlatt, grabbing Wilbur’s chin with his little finger and thumb to tilt Wil’s head up.
Goosebumps erupted down Wilbur’s arms. His mouth fell open slightly.
“What if I like to see the way it affects you?” Schlatt purred.
“I…” Wilbur mumbled.
Schlatt tilted his head down, a gilt in his eyes.
A crunching sound came from the trees beyond Wilbur’s vision.
Schlatt shot up, his hand falling from Wilbur’s face.
Wilbur exhaled.
The crunching got closer and closer.
Schlatt got to his feet.
A foreboding shadow walked into Schlatt and Wilbur’s campsite, wielding a trident around his back and a netherite sword on his hilt. His cape softly dragged on the ground, and his pig mask glinted in the torchlight. He stopped, glancing at the bedrolls, the chest next to Schlatt’s, and the torch’s surrounding their little camp. Wilbur found himself unable to move as Technoblade slowly stepped over to Schlatt’s chest, opening it with a creak to look at what was inside.
Schlatt shifted, taking a step back, almost bumping into Wilbur. Wilbur sucked in a breath.
Technoblade was staring right at them.
“ There’s no way he can see us, ” Thought Wilbur. “ The others didn't. ”
Technoblade took a step towards them, then looked around the campsite again. His mouth was pressed in a firm line.
"How can he do that?" Schlatt whispered.
In a split second Techno had pulled his sword out of its sheath, and pointed it at Schlatt's throat.
He was staring straight ahead, but something told Wilbur that he couldn't actually see Schlatt. Technoblade was looking past him.
Wilbur's suspicions turned out to be correct as the seconds passed and Technoblade slipped his blade back in it's place.
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Fanfiction"What happened to us, Schlatt? Where did it go wrong?" "It went wrong when I realized what I could gain by winning." Wilbur Soot wakes up from his death sad, cold, and alone. At least, he thought he was alone. Someone he feels as achingly familiar b...
