𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 | 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐦𝐩

{ homework + holy lands }

It was the next day, and when I woke up I immediately almost died from a heart attack. Fundy was standing right outside of my house, creepily. I walked over to him, "Uh... hello?"

"Remember to do your homework today, ok?"

I nodded, slowly, "Yeah, alright."

The rest of the day was boring... I just farmed crops and made my house look better. I tried to stay on the down-low about everything. When afternoon came, Fundy randomly showed up right beside me. I yelled from fright and held my chest, breathing heavily.

"Hey bud! Do you have your homework done?" he asked, patronizingly.

"No, I don't. I'll write it." I replied, walking away. I walked into my house and found a notebook. I sat down at my table and started writing it. I wrote that I grew some crops and made my house more pleasing to the eyes, and how I talked to Ranboo a little.

When I finished, I walked back outside and Fundy was standing in the doorway. I almost fucking died from the jump scare. I handed him the book, "Here, man."

"Thanks!" Fundy replied, walking away.

Finally, I was left in silence... but that silence only lasted a few minutes because I went to L'manberg. Tubbo, Fundy, Quackity, and Connor were walking down the path and they called me over. I went to speak to them, "Lemme say this, Tubbo... you were being a complete asscrack last night and being all 'I'm president now.'"

Tubbo looked offended, "Me!? I'm not the one who put the nation in jeopardy!"

"Yeah, listen to me, you said you were going to exile me." I replied, defensively.

"No, I said that was an option!" he yelled, upset.

"Tubbo, if the roles were reversed, if you were the one getting shit, I wouldn't even consider exiling you. Alright? Let's think about this one. I was a little offended... but I put it behind me anyway. But, really, if any if you were in my position, I would bail you out. I wouldn't even bat an eye about 'should fucking I exile you'." I explained, loudly.

"Ok... let's just keep walking."

We walked down the path and ended up around Ghostbur's out-house. Fundy stopped walking, "Tommy, the difference between you two is that you mainly care about emotions and what you think is best while Tubbo is actually realistic, thinking about the consequences on stake. We don't have a lot of citizens in L'manberg, but they're still there... and Tubbo cares about them."

Tubbo smiled, "Thank you, Fundy."

>>~~<<

Days passed and all of them were the same. In the afternoon, Fundy would show up beside me to ask for my homework. I had to make so many books that week. He became so annoying, man. Anyway, December 2nd had come.

Fundy, Big Q, Tubbo, and I were standing outside in the Holy Lands. We were going to have a meeting with Dream in the meeting hall. We built the meeting hall in the Holy Lands so that no fights could break out. No war in the Holy Lands.

Tubbo was pacing, "Everyone stay calm, don't say much bad crap."

Fundy immediately looked at me, "Tommy? Minimal words."

I huffed, crossing my arms, "For the love of God, you know I've watched for this long, I'm not going to be quiet."

Quackity's normal cheerful voice had turned dark, "Don't fuck this up, Tommy."

"Why do people always say that to me!?" I asked, weirdly. I was scared of this new serious Big Q. He clenched his fists.

"Don't fuck this up!!" he yelled, stepping closer to me.