Work Text:
It was election day, Tubbo had been rushing around L'Manberg grabbing supplies from the young countries. Hours before the results would be revealed, nervous energy coursing through him as Wilbur came to inspect it. The to-be President's footsteps echoed under the canopy, he stepped up to the microphone, looking down at Tommy who stood in the crowd. Wilbur tapped the device startling the crows that were previously resting in the trees. He smiled and turned back to Tubbo,
"Good man Tubbo, this will do perfectly," Wilbur said, "TOMMY!" he yelled down at his vice president, the blond teen looked up from his book. Wilbur jumped down from the podium, his navy jacket fluttering as he landed.
"Wil, is it time yet?" Tommy complained, he shoved the book into his inventory, The Candidate shook his head.
"Tubbo, thank you for the supplies and the Podium, in return, Welcome to the cabinet, Mr. Secretary." With that, Wilbur spun on his heels, leading Tommy away.
As an hour passed and the locals started emerging from the shadows. Something Tubbo noticed was that where conflict was low, people were relaxed. Enemy lines blurred as Punz walked through the L'Manberg gates, striking up a conversation with Ponk. Tension melted quickly and the casual conversation continued.
The low mutters of conversation stopped as the Candidates arrived. First came Wilbur, closely followed by Tommy, they both had L'Manberg patches sewn onto their uniform. Quackity and Schlatt waltzed in side by side, trailed by George who looked out of place in his usual blue jumper. The rival parties were followed by Niki and Fundy, both exchanged their revolutionary gear for suits. The precision followed the POG party as they climbed to the podium, taking positions on the right side. The SWAG-Schlatt coalition gathered in the back corner and the Coconut party took a stance opposite of POG. Tubbo shifted in his seat, he was in the front row next to HBomb who looked quite confused.
Wilbur stepped up to the mic, addressing the people.
"Citizens of L'Manberg and surrounding areas!" Tubbo zoned out, Wilburs words failing to reach his ears as anxiety-ridden thoughts plagued him.
What if there is another war?
War wasn't a foreign thing to the L'Manbergians, the recent horrors still haunted them, the loss of a life was the scariest part. Sure Tubbo had died before, a stab through the gut from Dream at his Jungle Base at the start of the war, but this was different. This was the cold crushing and rebuilding of your soul, it hurt more than the casual death.
"And now, with a total of 45% of the votes-" Wilbur's voice cut through Tubbo's thoughts, he looked up at the podium where Wilbur stood, Tommy by his side. There was a deafening silence across the courtyard, the people waited with bated breath as Wilbur paused.
"Is the POG party," a sigh of relief escaped Tubbo as cheers erupted across the area. Tommy jumped from his seat, his blue eyes shining as he looked down at Tubbo. As the celebration continued, Wilbur tapped the mic, waiting for everyone to settle down.
"Wil?" Tommy questioned, the older man shot a glance at his right-hand man, gesturing to him to sit down.
"Due to the circumstance that POG won, the SWAG and Schlatt party formed a coalition, combining their votes and putting them at 46% of the vote. Ladies and Gentlemen, your new presidents, Quackity and JSchlatt!" Uneasy applause spread through the crowd, everyone expected Wilbur to win, the beloved revolutionary had fought for the country, building it with his own hands. There was a movement on the podium and the remaining candidates moved into the crowd, leaving Jschlatt to stand at the mic, flanked by Quackity and George. Now, Tubbo was slightly panicking, he had only briefly talked with Schlatt but he knew the man had a dark side.
"Well?"
Schlatt's voice shook the buildings, he was louder than Wilbur, more demanding, his voice lingering even after he had spoken.
"That was easy"
Quackity laughed at the words, he flexed his hands as if he was holding the power he had just obtained.
"Take it away baby," Quackity said, winking at the new president. The Ram smiled, adjusting the mic before continuing.
"You know what I said, the day I returned to these lands, the day I started my campaign for president?"
Tubbo snuck two potions from his inventory, stuffing them into the inside pocket of his jacket. His hopes unraveling quickly as the hybrid continued his speech.
"I said things were going to change"
The crowd started to mutter amongst themselves, soft enough to not be heard.
"And I looked every citizen of L'Manberg in the eyes and said this place will be a lot different tomorrow."
Wilbur grabbed Tommy's sleeve, tugging him into the farthest corner of the courtyard.
"So let's do it, my first Decree as President of L'Manberg The Emporer of this Great Nation."
Yells from the crowd greeted this statement, some of fear and other of outrage. Tubbo stood silent, his nightmares had come true.
"IS TO REVOKE THE CITIZENSHIP OF WILBUR SOOT AND TOMMYINNIT!"
The final cry sent the nation into panic, Punz turned a crossbow in hand, pointed directly at Tommy. Niki screamed curses at Schlatt who just watched the chaos from his throne. People rushed around Tubbo, pulling him with the crowd away from his friends.
Wilbur and Tommy had disappeared in the whirlwind of people, leaving Tubbo alone in the center of what Schlatt had deemed 'Manberg'.
Time passed swiftly as the walls were torn down, Schlatt had called him up to the podium, offering him a spot in his cabinet, once he completed one simple task.
"Find Tommyinnit and show him the door."
He took it, there was no reason not to, he was alone, abandoned by the only people who would help him. Even Niki was gone, she had ducked out of the prison Schlatt had thrown her in. Fundy had immediately clung to Schlatt, gaining power quickly through sweet talking and empty promises.
That night, Tubbo stood on Eret's tower overlooking Manbug. He was alone in the fight against Schlatt, his only possible allies in hiding or dead. He sighed loudly before pulling his new suit jacket close, turning to descend the tower. He would free his home, his people, his family.
Even if he had to do it alone