no context on this one lads, ive been toying with the idea of betrayal. also alivebur has my ultimate respects, forgive me but i think the way he blew up l'manburg was so cool

so i was watching all the ghostburr moments, like you do, and goddamnit a voice in the back of my head went what if wilbur betrayed them and then this idea was formed.

i consumed new content so new ideas and genres were formed and added to the holy archive of scripts. 

so idek the world, the setting, the plot but........ take this :) all u and i know is john was a softie, and there's only three of them there, eliza, alex and john.

Alex's POV

John suddenly darts forward and grabs it, facing us and holding it shakily and aiming at us, switching the aim between each of us in turn. 

"Nobody move!" He cries out, his voice wobbling ever so slightly. I frown, unused to how a serious sentence sounds in his voice. He's normally so carefree and innocent, giggling and laughing.

I tale a slight step toward him, "John what are you-" 

"Step back!" He screams as if his life depended on it, turning it to face me "Step away from me right now!" 

He takes a few small steps backwards, his breaths becoming heavy and irregular. He doesn't relax, but keeps shifting his aim.

"Don't touch me! Don't come near me, or I'll shoot, I will!" He cries again, and I see small tears start to stream down his cheeks.

"What are you doing?" I shout, but make no move to come towards him. 

"D-doesn't matter." He stutters, taking a few more steps back. 

"John, I think it does." I say gently, giving him a small smile. I see Eliza creep up behiend him and I assume her plan would be to disarm him, so I keep talking. "John, I don't think you've thought this through, maybe if you just put it down-"

"NO!" He screams and turns towards Eliza who was right next to him. 

A loud bang ricochets off the wall and Eliza falls to the floor. "I told you I'd shoot." He says slightly more calmly, as if killing Eliza gave him a confidence boost. 

"John, what did you do?!" I shout.

"Doesn't matter. Just matters after."

"What are you even- what are you on about?!"

"Doesn't matter what I do now. Only matters after. He told me if I do this, if I betray you, full immunity from all you guys. His full protection." He says, shaking.

"Who, John, w-what are you talking about?" I yell, pleading with him for an answer.

"Everything will be over, everything will be peaceful." He gives a faint smile. "I just have to..."

He shifts looking guilty. He takes a few more steps back, taking one hand away and pressing it behind his back. 

"John, god don't do it." I gasp, realising.

"Wh-why not. He told me it'd be all happy there, everything simple. Everything calm, just how I like it."

He takes a steady breath in.

"Not to be full of myself but I'm more important than you think," He giggles childishly. "I control the tipping points of the world."

"It's not worth it John."

"Oh I think it is. I think it is, very much so. Everything will be breezy after." He begins to crack up, laughing. "I can't believe you didn't realise, I don't know how! I never trusted any of you, not one bit, no matter how I pretended. Yet you all trusted me. Just because I'm a 'softie' huh? Isn't it funny how easy it is to hide behiend a smile?"

"John, please just put it down, I won't hurt you, it will all be-"

"Oh here you go again, playing the hero!" He screams, shocking me. "Well if you can play the hero, can I not play the villain?" 

He grins evilly and like clock work turns it up to face his head and fires. 

"NO!" I scream as he shoots himself through the head. 

I rush forward and hold him, his body, his poor limp lifeless body. 

Goddamnit.

hope you enjoyed, anygay, makes sense once u know what hes doing and read it again. i love this let me tell you. this was f u n

might have another oneshot soon idk

btw i totally copyright john's last words bc they are kickass and i like making villain speeches