traitor - dreamsmp [DISCONTINUED]

9 - three days

word count: 923 words

tw: mentions of death and bombs

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it had been three days since the attack.

three days to mourn the ones we lost. three days to mend old wounds. three days to rebuild what was lost.

'dream, status report.' george said as he sat down amongst wilbur and bad.

george winced as he sat, both of his hands were bandaged after having a column dropped on him as he escourted people to safety during the attack.

'70 l'manbergians, 56 SMPians and 23 badlanders dead. there is an estimated 5000 people injured and are currently receiving treatment. however, i will say to expect death tolls to rise.' dream reported, his mask hiding parts of the many bandages that wrapped around his head.

(i have no idea what to call the people of their lands so we will go with this)

sighs were heard across the room upon hearing the death toll.

'how could someone plant a bomb in the back room of the banquet hall and not have anyone know?' bad questioned as he glanced over the reports of the attack.

'no one ever used the back room of the banquet hall, a perfect hiding spot for a bomb.' tommy replied nonchantly.

'is there any evidence left behind?' george asked as he turned to face punz, earning a sarcastic scoff from tommy.

punz was the warden of dreamsmp, he was known for his insane loyalty to dream and george, going as far as him being willing to sacrifice his life to protect george.

(dream got some competition lol)

'no, most of the things in the back room were destroyed in the explosion. however, recent logs did state that awesam and antfrost visited the back room of the banquet hall just a week before the ball.' punz answered as he brought out a book containing the proof and handed it to bad.

punz stopped before continuing.

'they are suspects in this case. they could be the ones who planted the bombs.' punz said as he shrugged.

bad stood and slammed a fist on the table, startling the devil that once sat on his shoulder. silence and shock filled the room as it was rare to see bad get angry, 'impossible! that goes against everything the badlands stand for!' bad shouted at punz, scowling at him.

punz watched as the devil landed in front of him and began snarling at him, baring its sharp teeth. amused, punz chuckled as he flicked the devil away, 'yeah well, they were the only ones who went near the back room. they are legally suspects.'

bad scoffed before shifting with his devil, replacing his normal human body with his devil form. he took out his netherite trident and pointed it at punz, 'id watch that tongue of yours, such bold accusations are NOT tolerated.' bad warned.

cold sweat developed on punz head as he immediately began regretting his words.

george clapped his hands together, signalling for bad to stop. 'now now bad, lets talk this out.' george said as he used a finger to lower bad's trident.

bad retracted his trident with a disgusted face before shifting back to his human form.

'i would love to see a fight but how about we leave the fighting to the knights hmm?' tommy interrupted, smirking to himself as he got up from his seat.

tommy's signature red and white tunic was replaced with multiple different bandages wrapping him from head to toe. eyes followed tommy as he walked to the front of the table, he cleared his throat before speaking, 'don't mean to burst your bubbles or to disrespect your royal pain in the arses but we should pay more attention to the elephant in the room.' tommy said as he stood next to dream.

'which is?' dream said, clearly growing tired of all the squabbling.

'well drea- or clay. bah whatever. point is, a day after the attack, three bodies were discovered to have markings on them. according to the official autopsy, someone carved these markings into them as they were dying' tommy said, doing a small sarcastic waltz around the table.

'im starting to think all that shielding tubbo from the debris has made you go nuts.' dream said as tommy did his waltz.

tommy stopped and glared at dream, 'well i think you should be promoted to legal murderer instead of a councilor.' tommy fired back.

'tommy. that's enough. get to the point.' wilbur finally spoke.

wilbur wasn't the same wilbur he used to be. in fact, he looked the worst out of all of them. he had semi blood soaked bandages covering half his face as dark circles traced his eyes, the light in his eyes dimmed.

tommy gulped as he put on his serious face, 'what im saying is that the traitor is still here, we killed the wrong person, your royal vagueness.' tommy said as he leaned on the meeting table.

shock and disbelief filled the room as councilors began arguing amongst themselves.

dream stood and grabbed tommy's shoulder, forcing tommy to face dream. 'tommy, what the hell are you talking about?!' a confused and furious dream shouted.

tommy forced himself out of dream's grip before turning to the meeting table as he raised his hand, silencing the room. 'you want proof? here's your proof.' tommy said before throwing three autopsy pictures on the table.

the pictures basically have the words 'im still here,' carved onto three bodies.

with that, tommy turned back to face dream as he jabbed his finger at dream's chest, 'and you murdered my friend.' tommy said in a monotone voice.

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authors note, oh no.