Vibe City; dream smp x reader

Horns

Authors note: now I know Schlatt already had his last day on the server, but I am still keeping him in the story. As a ghost wee wooo weeeee woooo! I know that Quackity has lore on ghost Schlatt too but we're starting early and it will come in later. WARNING: has Schlatt so its a bit mature.
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No one's P.o.v

Schlatt's funeral happened as planned, (Y/n) slept through it because she thought 'hey! If George can do it then I can do it too!'

(Y/n) walked through the forest and fields. There was something sketchy about it though, sticks would snap out of the blue and it became colder. She shrugged it off and meme'd about it. She stood under a tree and got a great idea.

"If you are here please speak with us," (Y/n) says smirking.

"JUST A CITY BOY!! BORN AND RAISED IN SOUTH DETROIT!!" Schlatt yells, he appeared in front of her.

"WHAT IN THE CINNAMON TOAST CRUNCH?!" (Y/n) yelled, she stepped back and tripped on her own foot. Her back slammed against the tree.

Schlatt floated there, his body was see-through.  He wore a loose tie with a slightly unbutton dress shirt, his blazer fell of his shoulder. He had some black pants and fancy dress shoes. A small smirk on his face. (Y/n).exe is processing the ghost goat in front of her.

"Wait, aren't you supposed to be dead?" (Y/n) points to him.

"What do I look like? Mr Answers? I'm canonically dead, anyways who are you?" Schlatt floated upside down in front of her.

"(Y/n), buttttt people call me Yumeiro." She said.

"I'm gonna call you Missy," Schlatt says. He floated and sat on the ground.  (Y/n) blinked a few times and became aware of what she was seeing. She crossed her legs and placed her elbow on her knee and leaned her cheek against it.

"So, what's it like being dead?" (Y/n) asks.

"It's boring but I don't care, I got a cool red spot though. Wanna touch it?" Schlatt says, he lifted up his dress shirt and there was a red spot on his chest where his heart was.

"Kinda," (Y/n) says plainly as she looked at the redness. Schlatt put his dress shirt back down.

"So Missy, what's this place?" Schlatt says, he laid in the air with his hands behind his head and his legs crossed.

"Wait so you don't remember anything?" (Y/n) tilted her head.

"Nope." Schlatt says.

"Well it's a long story." (Y/n) leans her back against the tree and spreads her legs out.

"I'm fucking dead, I have time." Schlatt says.

"Eh, I'll tell you later." (Y/n) waved it off. She eyed his goat horns and ears and tilted her head. Schlatt looked at her since she was staring and raised a brow.

"Can I touch your horns and ears?" (Y/n) point towards them. Schlatt's eyes widened slightly and looked at her finger then back at her.

"Uhhh sure." Schlatt says.

(Y/n) scooted over to him and brushed her hands against his ears. He flinched and backed up a little but slowly relaxed. (Y/n) rubbed the outside and insides of his furry goat ears. Schlatt relaxed his shoulder and let her keep petting. (Y/n) stopped petting his ears and softly brushed her hands down his curved horns. Caressing and stroking his smooth horns. Schlatt held her wrists and smirked, she laughed at him. His eyes widened a little and had a confused face then looked away with a blush. (Y/n) pulled her hands away, Schlatt kind of missed the feeling of her touch.