never lied (dwt x fem reader)

II. im not afraid of you

"who are you? and what are you doing here?" dream says still pointing the sword at me. 

"listen, im not here to cause trouble or problems, im simply here to see if this land of yours is as special as everyone says it is." i say as i put my pointer finger atop his sword and push it down to the ground. as i begin to stand up, he speaks. 

"you never told me who you were," he says swinging the sword over his shoulder, "but if you did maybe i'll spare you."

"who i am is none of your business. if i wanted to tell you i would've answered in the first place," i say as i start to walk away. our backs are now facing each other i turn my head over my shoulder, "dream." 

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wilburs pov

"we have to try to be as civil as possible, we don't want to harm anyone." i say crossing my arms in thought. 

"oh i definitely want to start stabbin' shit." tommy exclaims without thought. 

everyone looks in his direction, "what? its a simple matter." he shrugs. 

"no tommy, wilburs right we can't give in but we need a better idea ,but at the same time y/n is kinda right, we might just have to fight. there may not be another way." fundy confesses. 

i was really hoping it didn't have to come down to any type of war. the last time we fought them, they absolutely demolished us, we don't need that happening again. any civil idea or any negotiation, wouldn't work. all he wants is power. 

i turn to look out the window and say, "you're right fundy, maybe its not such a bad idea to fight. we do have a weapon on our side.." 

tubbo interupts, "wil what you're saying is that tommys our weapon?"

"what? no, i was talking about the only female in the group shes been enclosed for so long at the age of 10 she was getting fed up, so shes a great to use against them," i explain hoping they understood. they all nod, "just think about it shes probably the only one that can get into dreams head, her intimidation, bravery, and most of all, shes great at manipulating people to get what she wants, which yes isn't a good thing but in this case it could be." i finish. y/n has been by my side since the beginning, shes like a sister to me, if this doesn't work i don't know what will. i hate saying that we have to use her.

"so what you're saying is that we let her speak to dream in hopes she can, a) change his mind or b) expand the time to make our decision?" eret says in a suspicious tone. 

"more or less, yeah." i reply to erets question.

"i mean i guess it could work," fundy says, "she scares me, like a lot." 

"so its settled, we employ y/n to get into his head, yeah?" i say hoping we don't have to.

"but have you talked to her about it? does she agree with it?" tubbo asks crossing his arms. 

"she did it all by herself, she got in his head by herself." i respond

"sounds like a y/n thing to do, yeah." tommy says. 

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y/n's pov

"you know you can't just walk away from me right? i could take you down right now." dream says confidently. 

"well yeah," i put my hands in my back pockets of my jeans, "i could walk away from you, you don't own me, you can't control me. sure you can take me down right now, but you haven't yet so whats stopping you? is it because im a girl? or are you afraid you'll lose?" i say inching closer to him as he stands in shock. i can tell hes fighting the urge to tackle me onto the ground and make any bad remark back, but he doesn't.

he rolls his eyes in annoyance, "just give a little message to your 'president' for me, alright?" he pauses waiting for me to react. 

i cross my arms and put all of my weight to the right side of my body and roll my eyes while putting my head down. 

"tell him dream," he pauses stepping closer, "wants war. i gave you a chance, but you messed it up." he finishes lifting my head with the tip of his sword. 

"ok fine. consider the message given," i put my finger on the tip of his sword, again and push it down. i take his arm, spin him and bend his arm around his back, while my other hand takes the shiny, netherite sword and swing it over my shoulder, "im not afraid of you." i whisper in his ear, letting go of his arm and walking back towards l'manberg. 

dream mumbles under his breath, "you know i'll see you again." 

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i climb back onto the wall and jump down, as i walk past the van no one is in there. 

it was now 2 am, the darkly lit sky covered in shiny little dots, everyone was in bed and i was sitting in a tree thinking about what he meant by 'wanting war' did i just start something i possibly can't finish? 

as im looking at the gate of the barrier i notice a light emerging from the shadows, "eret?" i whisper. what is he doing? why is he leaving so late at night? 

i could hear the muffled conversation going on between eret and the other person in front of him, as i inch closer the torch lights the face of no one other than dream. 

"ok whats the insight?" dream asks curiously. 

"they're planning to take you down, it wasn't decided on how yet but theres a few options." eret says picking up his head to look at him. 

"ok tell me, so we can be ahead of them." he says.

after that they moved farther down the path, i couldn't hear anything else. 

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i hear my alarm clock go off at 8 am, the worst possible time to wake up, especially when you only got an hour and a half of sleep. its difficult to sleep when you overheard a conversation with a traitor and your now worst enemy. 

after i did whatever i needed to do that morning like showering, brushing my teeth, eating breakfast. i walk outside to see a very calm wilbur sitting against a tree, writing. 

i walk over to him, "good morning wil." 

"good morning y/n" he says with a smile on his face. "whats up?"

"well i don't want to ruin your mood or anything, but i have a message," i put my head down, "a message from dream."