![]() ![]() “Schlatt, I trust you have our cargo intact, yes?” He chuckled, looking at the infant asleep on his bed. Three rings later, a voice was heard on the other end. He walked over, picked it up, pulled out his phone, and called the number, his foot tapping anxiously as he waited for Him to pick up. “Home away from home…” he mumbled, setting the sleeping child onto his bed before looking around, seeing a slip of paper on his desk. Schlatt let out a sigh as he closed the door. “Anyways, I gotta go, see ya around Tony!” He yelled as he headed deeper into headquarters, eventually entering a room with nothing in it except a poorly made bed on the ground, a desk, a heater, and a poster or two on the wall. Apparently the kid’s important,” he said after noticing the tired man’s expression. He gave a small wave to the tired goon who’d let him in, who responded with a raised eyebrow as he spotted Schlatt’s “cargo,” which thankfully had stopped its crying. "Finally fucking made it…"įinally, after the general chaos of the night he had made it back home. "Fuck, come on, let me in!" He yelled, as he ran over to the door and tried to help speed the process along by pushing the door up with his slight superhuman strength, making sure to be fully in so that the door didn't hit him or his cargo as it fell shut. "Shiiit-" he began, before seeing the door roll open. "Ah! Fuck!" He exclaimed, pulling his now bleeding hand away from the boy's mouth as the child began to scream once more. Only to stop a few moments before reaching the retractable metal door… Schlatt quickly clasped a hand over the child's mouth and continued running, knowing that he was so fucking close to home base. Shit, shit, shit! Someone's gonna come lookin'! "Shh, shh… Shut the fuck up already!" He yelled at the child, only prompting it to continue crying. ![]() What the fuck did I just do? WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST DO?! This was one of the many trains of thought running through the 15 year old Schlatt's head at 50 miles per hour as he ran through the streets of L'manburg with a god damn, loud as fuck crying baby in his arms. ![]() Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 2762 Chapters: 2/? Comments: 9 Kudos: 27 Bookmarks: 2 Hits: 259
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