Characters: Phil, Schlatt, Tubbo, mentions of Cara.
[Schlattdad au]
TW// mentions of abuse and neglect
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Third pov
Waking up to an intense ray of sunlight, Schlatt forcefully shut his eyes. He groaned in annoyance.
"Siri," he called. "close the blinds."
"I'm not sure I understand."
"Fuck you."
The throbbing headache he felt as soon as he sat up implied a huge hungover. He couldn't remember what happened last night but he knew it would all come back to him soon. Hearing a bottle crashing outside, Schlatt knew someone was still in his house. He opened his room door, about to yell at who he thought was an adult. However, he eyed a familiar little baby sitting on the table where a beer bottle had been.
"Shit, Tub- uh, Toby," Schlatt stuttered, running over to the baby to put him safely on a couch, away from the broken glass now scattered across the living room floor.
The baby cried at Schlatt's hold, making the older worried if any glass injured him. Instead, Schlatt noticed the bruises around the baby's arm and remembered his mother. Cara. She didn't necessarily love her biological son.
"Wait. What are you doing here? And why did I almost call you Tubbo?-"
The baby giggled enthusiatically, looking at Schlatt.
"Wha...Tubbo?"
The baby squealed with delight.
"I'm confused. Toby?"
The baby looked away.
"But that's your name."
After finding a loose note attached to the baby's diaper, Schlatt reads it aloud.
schlatt.
remember you told me you liked toby?
well you can keep him.
I guess you could call it a parting gift.
don't find me or I'll kill you.
oh also I took your wallet.
bye dickhead
- cara xx
He placed the note on the wooden table, pacing back to his room quickly after sternly telling Tubbo to stay. He went to grab his phone that sat idly on the bedside table. Running back to keep an eye on Tubbo, Schlatt called Phil.
"Hey, I'm streaming."
"Oh."
"What's up?"
"Nevermind, I'll text you. It's personal."
"Alright."
He clicked on Phil's contact, pressing the message icon. He eyed the time on his phone before typing out a message. 12:58pm, the time read.
meet me at Sam's Cafe And Bar in 10 mins
please be there this is important
Schlatt put his phone on the table, taking the baby to his room. He cried again when Schlatt carried him.
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