𝙸'𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝?!
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-Y/n's POV:
I unwillingly spaced out and refused to go back to reality. Last thing I remembered and heard was stuff about corruption in the government.
I reluctantly let myself slip back to the harsh reality and looked at the people around me. I was stood next to Karl as he and Tubbo were playing as lawyers.
“What's going on right now?” I asked the two next to me.
“Well, Wilbur won the first argument and he's just talking with Tommy. We aren't done yet.” Tubbo told me.
I nodded in response and stepped outside for some fresh air. To my surprise, Dream and George were talking to each other. I quickly hid behind a tall bushy plant and listened in on their conversation.
“You got the stuff?” I heard George ask.
I see Dream nod and give him some envelopes of money. I gasped in shock and they both looked towards me. I ran back inside and quickly made my way back towards Karl.
Dream and George walked back in and I see Dream look at me for a second before looking at Karl.
Small Time Skip »»————>
“Okay. You both made very valid arguments and you all argued well. It's time to rest and we'll all discuss policies and what not.” Karl said and dismissed all of us.
Everyone had left except Dream and I. I was about to make me leave before I was stopped by the taller green man.
“I know you were listening in on George and I's conversation. You know it's bad to be nosey, right?” He asked me, adjusting his mask.
“I don't know what you're talking about.” I say, playing dumb and walking down the walkway.
“Yes you do. Don't butt into things. Remember who's stronger than you.” He snapped at me.
“I most definitely know that isn't you. The only person stronger than me is Techno.” I said with a smirk.
“Techno?” He said it as if he knew that name.
“Yes. Techno. If you'll excuse me, I'm meeting up with Niki at her bakery and we're having a sleepover.” I say and walk towards Niki's place.
“Wait. I just wanna say one more thing.” He calls out to me.
I turn around and tilt my head in confusion and let my lips fall into a thin line.
“Nice tiny horns. They real?” He gestured towards my head.
“Horns? What horns?” I asked.

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