Tubbo's POV
5am
Tubbo took in an ungodly amount of air as his eyes popped open. He jolted up into a sitting position, shaking.
Okay, he should've seen that one coming.
He hadn't died like that in a while.
Tubbo glanced at the alarm clock. 5am. Just another hour of the night and then he could actually BREATHE for a few seconds.
The boy rose to his feet, looking around uncertainly. The closet was still closed, thankfully. No fox hiding in there.
He glanced back at the bed and was met with three Freddles doing their weird little distorted broken ice cream machine noise at him.
Clenching his flashlight in one hand, he pointed it at the Freddles, watching them leap over the edge of the bed, disappearing one by one. He was surprised the big torn up Freddy hadn't come to attack him by now.
C'mon, how much longer can this night be? Tubbo thought, desperate. It could get a bit repetitive, just checking doors over and over and over. Until he died, anyway. That wasn't fun.
He walked over to check the right door, listening for breathing. After confirming there was none, he flashed the light down the hall. Usually he would've seen an animatronic duck out of the way, but there was nothing. Not even kitchen sounds, which was worrying.
Where is everyone? Tubbo wondered, glancing back at the bed. Not even the Freddles were there.
He stood in the middle of the room awkwardly.
Where had the animatronics gone? He wasn't gonna stand here for the remainder of the night. He wished he had a phone so he could play Tetris or Minecraft Pocket Edition or something.
6am
A small click caught his attention. Tubbo perked up, gazing around the room. There was a creak which sounded like a door opening, and then silence.
Oh boy, that's not good, Tubbo thought, gripping his flashlight tightly in both hands. He would hide under the bed but he was pretty sure that's where Freddy stayed.
The closet.
He could hide in there! It was empty, apart from clothes. Apart from that it was free to him.
Tubbo heard footsteps, which boosted him into action. He closed the closet door to the point it was just a crack.
He didn't know how long he was sitting there. The minutes ticked by, every moment filled with dread.
Eventually, after a lot of footsteps and rustling sounds, he heard the bedroom door be pushed open.
Am I about to die for real? Tubbo bit his tongue to keep him from letting out a whimper of fear.
"T⚍ʖʖ𝙹?" He heard somebody say. The voice sounded extremely distorted, yet it wasn't the robotic type of broken. It sounded.. human.
Don't react don't react don't react, he repeated in his head, carefully scooting to the back of the closet.
"E∷ᒷℸ ̣ ᓭᔑ╎↸ ⍑ᒷ'ᓭ ⍑ᒷ∷ᒷ, ᓭ𝙹 ⍑ᒷ'ᓭ ⍑ᒷ∷ᒷ ᓭ𝙹ᒲᒷ∴⍑ᒷ∷ᒷ," another voice said. "Wᒷ ⋮⚍ᓭℸ ̣ ⊣𝙹ℸ ̣ ℸ ̣ ᔑ ⎓╎リ↸ ⍑╎ᒲ."
The voices weren't even speaking English at this point. Tubbo felt as if he were properly going insane.
"Wᒷ'⍊ᒷ ꖎ𝙹𝙹ꖌᒷ↸ ᒷ⍊ᒷ∷||∴⍑ᒷ∷ᒷ. I ↸𝙹リ'ℸ ̣ ℸ ̣ ⍑╎リꖌ ⍑ᒷ'ᓭ ⍑ᒷ∷ᒷ, gᒷ𝙹∷⊣ᒷ," the first voice argued in distraught.
"I⎓ ⍑ᒷ ╎ᓭリ'ℸ ̣ , ||𝙹⚍ ᓵᔑリ ℸ ̣ ᒷᔑ∷ e∷ᒷℸ ̣ ᔑ!¡ᔑ∷ℸ ̣ 𝙹リᓵᒷ ∴ᒷ ᒲᒷᒷℸ ̣ ⚍!¡ ᔑ⊣ᔑ╎リ, 𝙹ꖌᔑ||?"
"u⊣⍑, ⎓╎リᒷ. Lᒷℸ ̣ 'ᓭ ᓭ!¡ᒷᒷ↸∷⚍リ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ ∷𝙹𝙹ᒲ ꖎ╎ꖌᒷ ||𝙹⚍∷ ⊣∷ᒷᒷリᓭᓵ∷ᒷᒷリ ʖ𝙹||⎓∷╎ᒷリ↸ ↸╎↸."
"∴⍑ᔑℸ ̣ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ ⎓⚍ᓵꖌ t𝙹ᒲᒲ||."
Tubbo was extremely confused at this point. None of the words were making sense. He just wanted this all to stop.
He put his knees up against his chest, covering his ears and closing his eyes tightly. He prayed that whatever was out there would go away.
"I ℸ ̣ ⍑╎リꖌ i'ᒲ ⊣𝙹╎リ⊣ ℸ ̣ 𝙹 ʖᒷᔑℸ ̣ ||𝙹⚍ ⚍!¡," said the second voice thoughtfully.
"y𝙹⚍'∷ᒷ !¡∷𝙹ʖᔑʖꖎ|| ⊣𝙹リリᔑ ⎓𝙹∷⊣ᒷℸ ̣ ʖ|| ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ ℸ ̣ ╎ᒲᒷ ∴ᒷ ꖎᒷᔑ⍊ᒷ ℸ ̣ ⍑╎ᓭ ⍑𝙹⚍ᓭᒷ ᔑリ||∴ᔑ||," the first voice responded.
"w⍑|| ᒲ⚍ᓭℸ ̣ i ʖᒷ ╎リᓭ⚍ꖎℸ ̣ ᒷ↸ ᒷ⍊ᒷ∷|| ⋮𝙹ʖ i ⊣𝙹 ℸ ̣ 𝙹?"
"i ↸⚍リリ𝙹. Dᒷᔑꖎ ∴╎ℸ ̣ ⍑ ╎ℸ ̣."
The closet door was suddenly swung open. Tubbo had to try and keep himself from letting out a scream of terror.
Above him stood a familiar face. White T-shirt with red sleeves. Blonde hair and blue eyes.
Wait a second...
"Tubbo?" Tommy gasped, eyes lighting up in relief.
"Tommy!" Tubbo jumped up, tackling his friend into a desperate hug.
"Holy shit! Tubbo you've been gone for ages!" Tommy hugged him back tightly. Tubbo felt tears prick his eyes. He was finally fre-
"Hey guys, why does the clock say 12?"
...
time messed up again
It's for story purposes
YOU DID THAT?
THE SCRIPT HAS TO KEEP THEM THERE
WE DON'T CONTROL EVERY ASPECT OF THE STORY
THE THING WITH GEORGE IS INEVITABLE. Plus, the server thinks we're writing the story.
What does that have to do with anything
It means that they haven't figured it out yet. They're already guessing who we are
...who do they think we are?
One person thought we were Dream and Grian.
I refuse to be compared with Dream
I think I'd be Dream, to be fair. Same fandom
Dude we're already breaking the fourth wall enough this isn't helping
We're not breaking the fourth wall, we're the border between what's beyond this story and the world inside.
..I suppose. By the way, somebody's trying to reach us.
Authors note//
Hey my friends 😋 I dont have much to say apart from sorry for being a slow writer BVGNNFN
Hope you all have a great day (or night, depending on where you are and when you're reading) :D!
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