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“If you’re gonna kill anyone else, Schlatt, kill me.” Wilbur said, causing her heart to temporarily stop beating.
“Pfft- I’m not gonna kill anybody else.” Schlatt shrugged, unworried.
“It sounded like you were gonna murder another person. It sounded like you were gonna murder Niki.” Wilbur said, crossing his arms. Niki’s eyes dart between Wilbur and Schlatt. She has no idea what might happen.
“Niki’s-” The president looked over at her. “Yeah, I might murder Niki.”
Wilbur’s fearful eyes meet hers. She’s never seen them like that. “Niki, run. Just run.”
She couldn’t. Her feet were firmly frozen on the ground. Her breathing was quick.
“Will-”
“FIRE!”
Pain. There was so much pain in her abdomen, it was hard to think. Everything was blurry.
When the white spots stopped dancing in her eyes, she was met with Wilbur’s anguished face. There were tears in his eyes.
“Niki- Niki, no- You’re gonna be fine, okay, just hold on, okay-” His voice was hard to distinguish with the ringing, but eventually she managed it. “Schlatt, you fucking bastard-”
There was no need to swear, since Tommy was already yelling every cuss word he knew at the at the president.
Niki almost managed to grin, but it was like moving a boulder. She just couldn’t.
“Hurts…” She managed to say. “It hurts.”
“I know it hurts- I’m sorry, I’m so, so, sorry Niki- You’re going to be fine- You’re going to- You won’t-”
She found it hard to think, to breathe. She felt something trickle down her mouth. Wilbur wiped it off and his hand came back red.
“Niki- No, you can’t-”
She swallowed, feeling the bronze taste of blood on her tongue. She knows what to say. "Bitte weine nicht fur mich, Entschuldigung. Ich hätte rennen sollen." She says, with a strange combination of bitterness and sadness.
“W-What?” Tommy asked. She didn’t notice him above her, hovering over her like a worried bee.
Bees. She thinks of Tubbo, and he’s the last thing she ever thinks about. Everything goes black.