Chapter 5

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i was shocked, lost for words, surprised.

"w-what? But- but he- what?" i looked at him confused, lost for words. "Why would you do that?"

He sighs and crosses his arms. "I still owe him a favour," he says, simply and i just stare him, dumbfounded before it hit me.

"Oh my God, " my eyes widen. "Dream wants you to break him out."

"He wants us to break him out." he clarifies.

"Me and you?" i ask and he nods, making me smile and snort. "Ha-ha, very funny," i say, still smiling before frowning. "Not happening."

Techno rolls his eyes. "Why not? You're his friend, aren't you?"

"Was his friend, keyword, was." i slid my sword back into my scabbard and walked over to the sink and turned on the tap. "That was before I found out he was the season why Tommy was exiled and before he made Wilbur go insane and before he stole Ranboo's memory book and before he blew up L'manberg alongside you and you and before-"

"Ok, I get it, I get it." he sighs in annoyance, following me over to the sink. i grab a glass from the cupboard and fill it up with the water, running from the tap.

"Ok, so leave," i say, simply, my back still to Techno as i took a long swig from my glass. "I'm not helping break a criminal from jail." truth is, i did miss Dream, but i knew that if he was free, he'd just cause more pain and destruction.

"No," he replied, without hesitation. i placed my glass on the counter and spun around to face him. But that was probably one of my biggest mistakes yet.

"What do you mean no-" i was cut off, by the feeling of coldness against my neck.

"I mean no." he was holding an axe to my throat. "I'm not leaving."

"You're an idiot," i mumble, careful not to move and he tilts his head slightly.

"That's not a wise thing to say, considering your current position-"

"You wouldn't kill me." i cut him off smirking.

"Why wouldn't I-"

"Well, you need me, to help break Dream out of prison. And yes, you could easily do it yourself. But imagine what Dream would do to you, if he found out that you killed his best friend." my smirk grows wider as he stands there, silent.

"You're smart," he chuckles, though there was only frustration behind it. "Annoying, but smart."

"Well, thank you." i say, cockily, as he lowers his axe, from my throat and into his belt.

"Don't think we're done yet." He says, warningly, turning around. "I'll be back tomorrow." He then walks out the door, without a second word.

i sigh, turn around and pick up my glass, chugging the rest of the water. "So much for peace."

i leaned over the counter, resting my head on my arms. i was tired, really tired, but i knew i wouldn't be able to get much sleep, knowing that Dream could possibly be free soon. i mentally cursed at both Techno and Dream.

i thought long and hard that night, going over the two options i had. i could help TechnoBlade and get on his good side, or i could not help TechnoBlade and get on his bad side. Either way, Dream would be a free man.

The thought of it made me sick. i hoped that after Dream was locked up, all war and drama would be set aside, but apparently not. Even when he's in jail, he still finds a way.

i woke the next morning, tired and exhausted. i didn't want to get out of bed, so i didn't. But unfortunately, that came to end real quickly when i heard a knock at my door. i sat up quickly, my heart racing. Was it Techno? No... he wouldn't be so stupid to come out in broad daylight. Would he?

i slowly pulled the covers off of my body, goosebumps littering my skin. i slid off my bed, my bare feet resting on the spruce floorboards beneath me. i stood up and cautiously made my way through the house and to the front door. i hesitantly lifted my hand, rested it on the door handle and flung it open.

"Oh, " i sighed. "Ant, what a nice surprise."

"Hi." he smiles, his ears twitching slightly.

"What're you doing here?" i asked, leaning against the door frame.

"Bad wanted me to get you," he said simply.

"Oh?" i raised your eyebrow. "Why?"

"Follow me and you'll see."

"Uhh... ok." i pushed myslef off the frame and looked at my outfit, pyjamas. "Should I get changed or-"

"No, it's ok," he says, turning around and walking away.

i walk behind him, thinking to myslef. What could Bad want? Why didn't he get me himself? Is he ok? What does he want to talk about? Why-

"Jump." i was interrupted by my thoughts and looked up at Ant. He was pointing at a hole that had been dug into the ground. Where was he leading me?

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