I Just Thought That This Is Funny Lol.

I just thought that this is funny lol.

Guys....why is Glatts limbo a freaking gym?...like...really...Wilburs is a train station, where he is alone, that's kind of reasonable, it's lonely, abandoned etc. Tommy's is a void, nothingness, it's frustrating....and Glatts is a gym...like, the only explanation that I would have for it, would be...to assume that everything there has to do with cardio-training. Since JSchlatt died of a heart attack/stroke, it would be a mockery of his death. Or a reminder that he was so obsessed with how someone/something looks that he didn't see his own life going downhill. Like...that's the only thing, I could think about.

oh my gosh, another peaceful schlatt enjoyer! i love your memes <3

Oooh, that's so cute, thank you darling! I am glatt, that you like them ;)

I just want some fluff guys. So...here is a "AU" where everything is the same...but Quackity and Schlatt actually have a good relationship and...Quackity randomly adopts ducklings. Yes. That's the AU. Quackity will just take more and more ducklings in the white house...and Schlatt will have to just deal with it. Is this some Bs? Maybe. But it seems cute.

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Schlatt: ...Quackity, what do ya have there?

Quackity, while standing with his back turned to his husband and holding a bunch of little duck : ...Nothing?

Schlatt, already done with this all: Ya know that we can't take in even more ducks, sugar.

Quackity: But they were all alone! And...why not? There is enough space...

Schlatt: Because...everywhere I go, there are ducks...and we have Fundy here...he is a fox-hybrid...ya are really teasing him with that...

Quackity, already knowing that he can't argue with that, so he chooses the guilty voice: I know....but please? Common guapito.....those are the last ones...I swear!

Schlatt, already knowing that this is not true, questioning why he agreed to marry this man: Last ones. That or they will be grill-material.

Quackity already nodded wildly, knowing for sure that this was just a shallow threat without the intention to really do such horrible thing.

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Schlatt: ALEX!

This cry was probably heard not only in the White House, but in whole Manburg. As soon as Quackity reached his husband, already holding a sword, thinking that he is in danger, he had to stop himself from almost falling. The scene in front of him was...something...

His husbands hair was messy, probably after his work out routine, tie already untied and he had a...not very pleasant look on his face. In front of his love was the giant bathtub, definitely big enough for two persons....if not three or four...and it was full with water and more importantly...full with duck baby's that were just swimming around. That explains why Schlatt called him.

-...They have to swim from time to time...- the first justification didn't have to wait.

-...Alex. I am sweating after work out, I still have work to do in the office, Wilbur burned our farms, which means that we have to get a new location for it, so we won't starve and the only thing that I want is to take a fucking bath.- The ram wasn't even shouting, which meant that...he really was stressed. He took a breath and then exhaled.

-Take them out and then let me know, when I can come back.-

He left, going to the office and Quackity just started to feel guilty...well...a little bit...he knew that Schlatt wasn't angry at him and that it was just the stress, but he wanted to make the situation better.

Some minutes passed and the duck hybrid opened the door that lead to his husbands office, which surely wasn't small. At the sound of the door opening and closing, the ram-hybrids ears twitched a little bit and he looked up, looking...more tired then anything else. Nobody said anything. Quackity just walked to the desk, stept to his husbands side, letting his own hands on the broad shoulders. He left a gentle kiss on the cheek of his man, smiling weakly. Schlatt exhaled loudly.

-I shouldn't have shout.- This was enough of an apology, that wasn't even needed.

-It's okay...how about that...we take a relaxing bath together and take the rest of the day as free of work?...-

-Sugar...I already told you, there is a lot to handle right now---

-I know...I know...but Fundy and Tubbo are there...-

-We can't shove this work on two kids. This will be a disaster.-

-They will handle it just fine...and if not, then we will stop everything before the nation burns to ashes...common Schlatt...mi amor...pumpkin spice...love of my life...-

-Okay...okay...a bath and two hours free....not more...-

-I can work with that...- The duck hybrid said with a gentle smile, scratching his husband behind the long ears, quietly chuckling when they twitch from the action. Just a little bit of patience and everything will be fine.

And here is another little drabble about the "Cursed Limbo AU". I just try to practice writing and I got a little idea.

Trigger Warning: Mention of suicide thoughts and depressive behavior.

It was already night. Stars filled the night sky and illuminated Las Nevadas, that seemed to never sleep and always be busy. After Technoblades escape there was no time to relax. More security. More patrols. This wasn't something that you would like to have, when you have a former tyrant, who was just a shell of his former self, as a guest.

Roaming through the halls, Fundy often had to stop himself. His long tail slowly waving, while his heartbeat wouldn't calm down. Everyone was busy, but someone had to watch Schlatt. Just to be sure that he wouldn't do anything that he would regret. Despite everything that happened in the past, the young fox-hybrid really couldn't feel hatred towards the ex-president. He was determined to be responsible, this is his choice and he will stand by it. Schlatt will have company today, if he likes it or not. Even though...the former president really didn't seem to care if someone is in the room, that was part of the reason, why Fundy was so hesitant. After he took a deep breath, he continued his path, slowly moving towards the room. Silence. This was always the only welcome they all seem to get...well...besides Wilbur. This honestly brings Fundys blood to boil a little. Why is it Wilbur, who is trusted? It is just not right.

The young fox had to stuff those thoughts away, as far in his subconscious, that he could just block it and never think about it again. Three quiet knocks at the door. Firstly silence...but then the door was slowly opened. Fundy tried to give his most welcoming smile. His eyes met Schlatts....they seemed so lifeless. This almost let a shiver down Fundys spine. Those eyes kind of reminded him of Ghostburs....but Ghostbur was...well...a ghost...and Schlatt is revived, he shouldn't have the eyes of a dead man...

It seemed like the fox-hybrid stared for too long. The ex-president already made some steps back and avoided his gaze. This is awkward. A quiet exhale and Fundy enters the room, closing the door and making the other free bed ready for himself. Schlatt just lied down on his own bed, staring at the ceiling, rarely blinking. He was even more...apathetic then usual, which made Fundy nervous. He lied down, but faced Schlatts bed.

-...Schlatt...could you promise me something?-

The ram hybrids ears twitched a little bit, before he looked at the young man.

-...Please....don't kill yourself tonight...-

Fundy could hear his own heartbeat...it was fast...almost painful. Schlatt seemed to hold his breath for a moment. Then he reached for a notebook and a pen, slowly writing something down and then showing it to the fox-hybrid with a weak smile.

"Not in your presence Fundy."

The fox ears were pressed to the young man's head, he slowly nodded.

-...Sorry...I didn't want it to...sound that way-

In that moment Schlatt changed his expression, seemingly more troubled and began to write something down fast, before showing it to Fundy once again.

"You are clearly not the one who should apologize here."

This took the ginger by surprise, but he just nodded silently, not looking away, even after the ram-hybrid put his notebook on the nightstand. He was looking at the ceiling again, as if he would avoid even the chance to meet the others eyes. This is definitely something that Fundy should bring up later. It makes him uncomfortable that another person would think of themselves as "unworthy for an apology" because, honestly, at this rate, Fundy doesn't need an apology. He just wants to hear the former presidents voice again.

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Second part:

wasn´t it confirmed that Ghostbur...had kind of a “relationship” with friend?....ehm...oh oh

IM NOT SORRY BECAUSE IM RIGHT!