Awesamdude one shots

Sam x Ponk (Angst)

Title: Dealing with trauma

Type: Angst

Plot: Ponk finds out about what the eggpire did to Sam and learns of the side effects.

Info: Ponk isn't influenced by the egg in this he just knows about it and what it's capable of, and doing. Also this is the real life au of the smp, where they have to sleep, drink, ect.
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     Sam and Ponk decided to go on a mining trip, while their wasn't a real need to, it was mainly for fun. Things were going well, even if they weren't finding anything of real value, apart from a diamond patch that was near some lava. After a while of just random conversation, it came to an awkward silence as the conversation ended. But it was quickly picked up again, even if the topic wasn't the best.
"So Sam, you don't like the eggpire or the whole egg thing general right?"
"Uh yeah, the whole thing is just screaming evil intent."
"Why do you say the opposite in chat?"
"Oh, I only say stuff like that when I'm being stared down by someone from the Eggpire. They're quite creepy when they wanna be."
"I can agree with you on that. Red eyes of death," They both got a chuckle out of that statement, "have you had any run ins with them? Cause so far I've just been glared at from the distance." Sam went silent for a moment recalling what had transpired just a few weeks ago.
But that silence was quickly filled when he spoke, "Uh, yeah I have," Ponk looked at him expecting some sort of story in to which Sam just sighed and continued, "They kinda just trapped me on top of the egg for... a few hours. And I've also talked with them on a number of occasions trying to talk them out of the whole, worshiping an eggplant, thing." Sam smiled at his joke but it quickly vanished when he saw the concerned look that Ponk was giving him, "What's the look for?"
"What exactly is a few hours?"
"Uh... 14..?"
"Did you have anything..?"
"N-No..? But it's fine I lived didn't I?"
"How the heck did you live that? And how are you not under the eggs control?"
     "I don't want to talk about it and I actually don't know..." Ponk was about to say something else but Sam quickly interrupted him, "Can we drop it?" Seeing Sam was desperate for a change in conversation he decided it'd be best to drop it.
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Few Days Later
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     Sam was letting Fran run around outside for a bit, knowing she'd (He'd?) stay close. He was just chillin seeing as he didn't really have anything to do at the moment, or anything he wasn't procrastinating on. While Sam was lost in thought Fran decided it'd be a fun idea to run off after a sheep he saw quickly getting lost since he wasn't entirely focused on where that sheep was leading him. Once the white dog realized he had zero idea where he was he tried to sniff his way back. Only for his efforts to be futile because this isn't a commonly explored part of the woods.
     Sam on the other hand has been calling for him for a while now and was growing more anxious by the second. Thoughts were running through his head, and while he normally would be a lot more calm about this kind of situation, what the egg had said when it was in his house made him think the worst.
     Speaking of the worst it was quickly becoming night and Sam was no where near finding where his dog had run off to. Worry clouding his mind as he ran off deeper into the forest calling for Fran. Luckily, unlike Fran, he knew these woods so he'd be able to find his way back. Eventually Fran heard him and ran to him but Sam was losing hope and getting quieter. Straining his ears to hear he eventually saw Sam, running to him. But something grabbed his color causing him to yelp, grabbing his owners attention.
     "Well, that was easy."
     "Bad? What are you doing out here? And why'd you grab Fran?" Sam kept his hand near his sword, not sure if Bad's intentions were good.
     "Multiple reasons actually. The main one though..." Bad trailed off before looking at Sam, "is you."
     "What are you talking about? What has that got to do with Fran?" Fran was really starting to not like this guy since he seemed to be the cause of his owners stress.
     "Sam, Sam, Sam... You value Fran quite a lot don't you?"
     "What are you getting at..?"
     "Well, to put it simply. Come with me or," Bad looks at Fran, "Fran dies."
     Sam froze, he knew that Bad was most likely going to try to get him somewhere he didn't want to be if he was threatening Fran. "Wh-What?! No! I won't let that happen!" Sam drew his sword but before he could do anything someone came behind him.
     "That wouldn't be a smart idea, Sam." Ant stated causing Sam to rethink his options. Outnumbered and surrounded is definitely not fighting material. He lowered his sword slightly.
     "Why do you even want to take me anywhere?"
     "Isn't it obvious?" Bad queered, "if we have you on out side then... We'll have the prison."
     "What do you mean? The prison is in the badlands. There's no point to this."
     "Yes, but we aren't in control of it. You are. And last I checked you aren't really in agreement with our ideals. So, in order to have access to the one place that our enemies can't escape from would be... very useful. It would also make us a much more powerful empire and people would think twice before trying to touch the egg," Bad stated. Sam's whole body stiffened. The consequences of the prison getting into the wrong hands was always something he kept in mind but he never thought that people would actually try to achieve it. Fran growled at Bad when he saw Sam's reaction. It was official, Fran hated Bad.
     "What enemies..? Do-Do you mean Puffy..?"
     "Of course! Who else could I be talking about? But also anyone who decides to not join the empire."
     "Your-Your becoming just like Dream! Your becoming the one thing that the Badlands was trying to not be!"
     "No, I'm not. Everyone gets a say in what happens! As long as they agree that the egg is the main thing to protect."
     "I'm sorry Bad, but I can't let you do that. That's not what the Badlands was created for. It was created so everyone got a say no matter their opinions. It was created to get away from events like this. It was meant to be peaceful, with some chaos here and there. But you... you ruined that. And I can't let you have power over my prison." Sam quickly got back into a fighting stance, even if he was out numbered he had a plan. He knew for a fact that they wouldn't kill him, he just had to make sure Fran doesn't get hurt. Easier said than done though.
     "Do you honestly think that you stand a chance? Your in a two v one with a person on both sides. You won't win Sam, I suggest giving up."
     "You won't kill me"
     "How are you so sure?"
     "I'm the only one who knows how to work the prison and where everything is. Also, I don't keep my keys on me. They stay in my Enderchest. And last I checked the prison only listens if it's my key." (Song reference go brrr-)
     "Hm... Maybe so, but last I checked Fran doesn't do anything for us. So I don't really see your point," Bad paused for a moment, before a realization crossed his face, "Unless your stalling."
     Sam stayed silent not wanting to answer, although that probably gave him away more. The truth is he was. He knew that Ponk comes by here all the time, even if the chances were slim he was hoping if he stalled long enough then Ponk might've showed. Looks like luck was not on his side today. There were only two other options but both would, or could, end poorly. One was, well, go with them. Two was, fight. But he wasn't sure how'd that go for Fran.
"So you are. Welp in that case we should get going! And Sam if you try anything, you won't be the one getting hurt." Ant walked up next Bad as Bad put a lead on Fran. Fran was not pleased and tried to bite him but, sadly, missed. "Your dog needs training." Sam was beyond furious, actually that may be an understatement. But for Frans sake he didn't act on his feelings, he sure as heck stayed quiet as well. He wasn't hundred percent sure if Bad would approve of what he wanted to say to him, no not curse words. Also not wanting to test limits when they have his dogs life in their hands and are willing to take away said life.
Sam stayed quiet hoping that he was wrong as to where they were wanting to take him. And that history wouldn't repeat.
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Sorry for the wait! If y'all want a part two than I shall see what I can do!
Buh bye!

Word count (Including Authors Notes)- 1580