COMFORT - DSMP + CHILD ! READER

25 :: SHOULD'VE BEEN ME

{Y/n} took a single step out, the fox screaming and punching them straight in the nose.

"FUNDY- WHAT THE FUCK?! DUDE!"

Tubbo shouted, Fundy realizing and apologizing profusely. They pulled down their bandana, spitting out some blood that came form their nose. Holy fuck, did that dude pack a punch! {Y/n}'s nose continued to bleed profusely, poor Fundy apologizing even after they said it was okay.

"Okay, let's uh, get that fixed- See you later Fundy!"

They both rushed off, Fundy cursing to himself and running back to his post. Tubbo and {Y/n} rushed into the white house, the goat taking them by the hand to one of the bathrooms so they could clean up their nose, of which they kept their eyes away from the mirror so they wouldn't see it.

"i hate blood-"

They spoke, washing away the blood from their face. The boy nodded, sighing. He did too. It made him feel sickly. He had to see it a lot due to Schlatt.

Speaking of Schlatt, he knocked on the doorframe of the door, which they left open, both of them jumping and looking at him. He had a cigar in his mouth, taking it out and holding it between two fingers with a smile on his face.
{Y/n} held their breath.

"Who's the kid?"

"Uh- {Y/n} meet Schlatt, Schlatt meet {Y/n}."

The ram nodded, wiping away a drop of blood from the sink counter with his thumb before walking away to supposedly his office. They both let out sighs of relief, the raccoon's nose still gushing blood. They stuck a wad of toilet paper up their nose and called it a day, making their way to the man's office after him.

Tubbo nudged their shoulder, the large, dark oak doors with "J.S" engraved in them with gold detailing standing before them.

"Are you sure you want to go in?"

They nodded with a sigh, pulling up their bandana with a thumbs up while the goat opened the door. The president sat at his desk, tapping the end of the thick cigar on an ash tray with a pen in his other hand. He glanced up from the corner of his eyes, squinting for a moment before grinning.

"Turbo, whatever the fuck your name was, go ahead and sit down!"

"it's tubbo and {y/n} but o-kay!"

They jokingly said in a sing-song way, sitting down with their tail in their lap. They got a glimpse of the small tail behind Schlatt, too. It made them snicker into their paw, Tubbo trying not to laugh too.

"So, whatcha here for? I know you're not here for just a look around. Saw you just the other day with that guy Technoblade, yeah?"

"well mostly because i was asked to see whats up over here, and yeah, i am with techno. something wrong with that?"

They leaned back a bit, the tense feeling in their body leaving. Schlatt seemed okay so far. They liked negotiating with people, it was what they were used to doing when they lived near villages. They tapped a foot on the front of the desk, one of Schlatt's ears flicking as he took another puff of the cig.

"No, me and Techno are.. Well, let's say friends. And who asked you to "see what's up" in my country?"

Tubbo looked at them just barely, a bead of sweat falling down the side of his face. They looked at Schlatt, smiling a bit under their bandana. They pulled the red cloth down, Schlatt swallowing a curse at the sight of the large scar and instead pursing his lips. They nearly laughed at his reaction, knowing exactly what it would be.

"a friend. don't worry, im not an assassin or anything- i can even show you my weapons?"

"Uh.. Yeah, show that shit to Quackity- QUACKITY! GET THE FUCK IN HERE!"

He shouted, the sound of running down the hall as a ravenette man burst through the door. He had a loud blue beanie on his head, two sets of yellow wings on his ears and back, both ruffled. He ran up next to Schlatt's seat, leaning on the desk with one hand, nodding to the two kids.

Schlatt snaked a hand around his waist, nodding towards {Y/n}.

"Go check out their, um, weapons n'shit. Check every enchantment and write it down for me, kay?"

Quackity looked like he wanted to punch him.

"Si, Schlatt. Cmon kid!"

He smiled at them, pulling away from his husband and taking them by the paw to another room.

Well, this'll be fun.

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