[ ❛ ☾ .' HUES! ❜ ─ ✧ DREAM]

── chapter iii !!

( stream )

"YOU'RE AN AWFUL LIAR!"

"YOU'RE AN AWFUL PERSON!"

Shouts filled the voice chat as Tommy and Marley went at each other's throats.

Among Us. Of course.

Marley wasn't good at Among Us, she usually just did as many tasks as she could as fast as she could. Being an imposter was the same. Mass murder as fast as possible. She now was being accused by Tommy, who believed she was lying about murdering Wilbur.

"ENOUGH OF YOUR MIND GAMES DICKHEAD." He howled and clicked the vote button. Rolling her eyes, Marley leaned into her microphone.

"You're pretty quick to assume it's me. And voting on 7? Little bit sus Tommy." She smirked, voting for Tommy. Loud stutters and British curses filled the voice call as the rest of the group left alive skipped, leaving only Tommy and her voting for one another.

Of course, she wasn't the imposter, but that wasn't gonna stop her from freaking Tommy out. And with proximity chat on? Well...

"Psst Tommy, come here. I wanna show you a magic trick." She whispered, standing atop a vent.

"No! You absolute dickhead." He snapped as Marley ran in a little circle.

"No way to treat a lady, Tommy." A voice that Marley recognized as Quackity's filled the voice chat. Looking around, Marley's eyes widen. As quick as she realized, Quackity jumped from the vent and killed Tommy.

"Wait wha-" Tommy's proximity chat cut out and silence filled the room. The two small characters didn't move. Quackity was the first to break, letting out a bark of a laugh. Marley followed suit in a fit of giggles. Finally gaining her breath and wiping her eyes, she moved her character once again.

"Gone too young." She snickered, running in circles around the half of Tommy's body remaining.

"Like Romeo and Juliet, the two killed themselves." Quackity replied, killing her as well.

"QUAC-" Her jaw dropped. As she watched his character sprint off, Tommy and her's ghost sat still.

"Dickhead." Tommy laughed.

As she went along to continue her remaining tasks, she focused on her chat, as well as the donations that were flowing in. Simple questions usually, like when her next video would be, and what she wanted to stream next.

"When are you joining the Dream SMP?" A dono said, popping up on her screen.

"Thank you for the 1,000 bits," She smiled, pausing from her game. "I'm actually not in on the SMP or anything. Not whitelisted and it's not really something I've asked about." She shrugged at her facecam. "Besides, I don't really know people like Sapnap, GeorgeNotFound, or Dream that well yet."

After a few moments of silence, she felt bad leaving the topic there. "Although, Thumbtack really wants to join. Begged 'Daddy Dream' for a spot." She snickered. Turning a little, Marley watched her chat explode.

"Oh god. I said Daddy Dream." She laughed and covered her mouth with her hand. A ghost drifted by her, belonging to Wilbur, who paused, before continuing on, comedically whistling.