-Wilbur's Point of View-
"What's going on?!" I yelled, rounding the corner quickly. I saw the two people guarding the doors holding their guns to two men. One of them had brown hair and glasses and he was holding a rifle. Next to him was a man with spiky hair hiding behind him.
"We're just here for supplies." Growled the guy with glasses. He wore a black hoodie with the Dream face. Interesting. The other man wore a baby blue hoodie and a bag slung across his shoulders. Wait a minute. Dream merch? Brown hair? Glasses? I slowly connected the pieces.
"Bad? Skeppy?" I asked, approaching the pair. The brunette looked at me in surprise.
"Wilbur?" He asked. My face lit up. Holy crap more friends!
"Bad, Skeppy," I yelled, "what are you two doing out here?" I asked. Bad still seemed to be on-guard. Skeppy stepped forward.
"Wil, how are you still alive? What are you doing here? Who are these people?" He started rambling. Everyone looked a bit shocked watching this "reunion". I took a deep breath.
"I don't think any of that's really important," I said, staring into Skeppy's eyes, "what's important is that all of us are safe. And that I can take you guys back to L'Manburg." I said, beaming at the duo. Bad raised an eyebrow.
"L'Manburg?" Bad asked teasingly. I crossed my arms with a huff.
"Yeah, we set up a place, and you could join us." I said, really just wanting to help these guys. Everyone acts like you're on your own, and I don't want it to be like that. Bad looked at Skeppy. Skeppy looked at Bad. Bad gave a small nod and lowered his gun. I let out a sigh of relief.
"I guess we'll be coming with you guys." Bad said nervously, looking at the unfamiliar people surrounding us. Skeppy nodded.
"Yeah, the author needed a way to introduce us quickly and add us to L'Manburg as fast as possible so more people will read because BadBoyHalo and Skeppy are here." Skeppy said with a smile. Bad looked at him quizzically.
"What?" I asked, very confused.
"Nothing," Skeppy said, looking away, "we should hurry up, when the sun goes down the zombies like to come out more." I nodded.
"Just like Minecraft." Said a small voice. I jumped as I saw that same teen. It's like he's fucking everywhere. I glared at him.
"Let's finish up," I said, turning to walk back down an aisle, "Bad and Skeppy, just go grab whatever you need, but be quick, I wanna get out of here, this place is giving me the creeps." I left no room for conversation as I walked off into the aisle.
A/N: Week 1 of this new writing schedule! It's going so well! I've discontinued one of my other stories but it had to be done to make room for others... BUT- that just means I have more time for other writing. The only downside to this schedule is that you'll have to wait like 8 or 9 weeks for another update... but patience is a virtue or some bs like that :)
Anyways, short chappy because ideas do be running out. At least I got like 4 chapters done so that's a plus :) Alrighty loves, take care of yourselves loves and make sure to eat, sleep, and drink water! Love y'all!
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The Wastelands (DISCONTINUED)
FanfictionIn a world where every country is plagued with zombified humans, what will become of the human race? Some will think more rationally than others, but it's up to nature to decide who dies and lives. Do you want to see morals and cities crumble? Well...
