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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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