This is based off of a tiktok that I saw by @/noodlecozplay. Yes, I got permission to make this. Also I only started watching the SMP during the L'manberg war so I never really knew what Schlatt's presidency was like, so forgive me if things aren't accurate. This is in character and with minecraft elements. /rp

Songs I listened to while writing this (This is going to be long, just skip if you want)

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We Can't Agree What To Name This Song - Lil Darkie (ft. a lot of people)

Sluts Wit Nuts - Lil Darkie (ft. MADJAX)

Cat Girls Are Ruining My Life - Corpse

2k Freestyle - Lazy3x (ft. Lil Darkie)

Isis Type Beat - Lil Darkie

Haha - Lil Darkie

Choke - IDKHBTFM

Methhead Freestyle - Lil Darkie (ft. a lot of people)

Can you tell who my favorite artist is?

[Playlist change]

I WANNA SEE SOME ASS - Jack Harlow

That's What I Like - Bruno Mars

Heatwaves - Glass Animals

I'm In Love With An E-Girl - Wilbur Soot

We Didn't Start The Fire - Billy Joel

You Spin Me Right Round - Dead or Alive

You Reposted In The Wrong Neighborhood - Shokk

Coconut Mall - Arcade player (Why is this on my playlist?)

Your New Boyfriend - Wilbur Soot

[Playlist change]

Deal With The Devil - Tia

Hit And Run - LOLO

All Eyes on Me - Or3o

Smoke And Mirrors - Jayn

Burn The Witch - Emma Blackery

       **TW : ALCOHOL**

       **Quackity's pov**

       I continue walking towards my house, my mask covering half of my field of vision. (I headcannon that Quackity wears a flesh colored mask kind of like Dreams also with a smiley face.) My movements sluggish and delayed. I wouldn't mind if someone assassinated me right now honestly. 

       I had just gotten out of a cabinet meeting with Schlatt and that was absolute chaos, which I think justifies me being tired and drained. Finally, I reach my destination : home. 

       As soon as I walk in and close my door, my mask is off and clothes are following close. I change into a more comfortable set and I sit down on my couch. My face devoid of my usual playful expression, not that people see it anyways. Running a hair through my black hair for once, for I wasn't wearing my signature beanie. A sigh escapes my mouth and I close my eyes.

       Schlatt seemed to be aggravated and annoyed when we parted ways after the meeting. 

       "I should probably check on him" I think to myself. 

       Sluggishly, I get up and grab my mask and beanie, putting them both on as I walk outside. There was a frown dawning my face as I walked the walkways. I closed my eyes, I know this place like the back of my hand by now, so I could just keep walking.

       I open my eyes after a while and I'm almost at Schlatt's house. Once I arrive, I don't waste time knocking on the door and I just walk in. I grab my mask and take it off, I trust him enough to not wear it around him. My eyes scan the entry rooms for him and land on a figure sitting at the counter top in his kitchen. There he is. 

       He's sitting there with a bottle of vodka, half empty and a glass in his hand. I walk over and stand next to him.

       "Schlatt that's enough drinks." I say softly. I genuinely care about him, but him being so stubborn doesn't help this fact.

       "Since when did you ever care?" He asks me. 

       I grab the glass from his hand and set it onto the counter for him. Then, I take my hand and caress his cheek. We make eye contact, his eyes are soft and caring unlike what they usually are. We stayed there for a few seconds before his eyes flick to my hand and then grabs it, pushing it away from him and he picks up the glass again. 

       "Schlatt..." I say with care.

       "Don't touch me." He says coldly.

       "I won't, but I'm staying here." I reply with authority. I don't want him getting hurt when I could've been there to help or prevent it. He sighs and seems to accept it. 

       **Time skip**

       "C'mon Schlatt, let's get you to bed." I say as I lead the stumbling man up to his bedroom. He's still in his suit.

       "Can you change by yourself?" I ask him; he nods. I turn around and he changes.

       "Done..." I hear him grumble.

       I turn around and lead him over to the bed, instructing him to lay down. He does as told and I cover him with a blanket and he falls asleep almost immediately. 

       As I start walking out to do a few more things, I can hear him mumble "Thank you..." It was barely audible, but it's nice to know that drunk Schlatt appreciates it at least a bit. I smile as I walk through the house back to the kitchen. 

       I pour a glass of water and put away the vodka in the freezer. Walking back into his room, I set the glass on his bed side table and exit the room. I grab my mask as I leave and lock the door, walking home.

       **900 words**

       I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I really liked writing it.