𝒫𝒽𝒾𝓁𝑜𝓅𝒽𝑜𝒷𝒾𝒶 [Dream x Reader]

42. Dawn of 16'th (2)

Dawn of 16'th (2)
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In which you and your enemy make peace
in order to save your homosexual relationships.
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-JLemongrass on twt

Of course, it wouldn't be the death of you. You were a baddie, a shawty, you couldn't be killed.

Just moments away from when Sapnap would fire the arrow, Quackity nudged your arm. It was very discrete, and if it hadn't been for your secret-bestie-bond, you wouldn't have caught on at all.

"Here for a rematch?" You managed a laugh at Sapnap, trying to distract him. You were really playing with fire here. "Get that arrow out of my face and I'll consider it."

"You fucking bitc-"

"Now!" Quackity yelled as you both threw yourself to the side. Punz and Sapnap fired their arrows and you just barely managed to dodge. Everyone was caught off guard, and in the heat of the moment, you all decided it would be way too time-craving to take another arrow and aim it. Therefore, you all drew out your swords at the exact same time, ready for battle. That was the best weapon for close-combat, after all.

You and Quackity nodded at each other, before storming toward each of the enemies. He fought Punz and you fought Sapnap. You and he quickly flew at each other's heads, him lunging out first. You ducked and raised your arm to land the next hit. Your sword came up to meet his, sparks flying at the clash. You fought to make the other lose balance, and even though you used every bit of your strength, Sapnap was stronger than you. His sword was forcing you backward and you decided to jump away before he would knock you to the ground. You raised your sword again, determined to land the next hit. You twirled in order to give the hit as much force as you possibly could, before aiming it at Sapnap's side. He blocked it, but the hit was enough to knock him off balance. He landed right on his butt, and you towered over him, sword pointed at his neck. You stood like that for a hot second, examining each other's panting bodies. 

"Guess I won again." You smiled, raising your sword to knock him out. You, humiliating Sapnap had become quite a habit at this point.

"Guess again." He spat, before he kicked your feet harshly, making you fall backward. He was quick to get up and point his sword at you, reversing the roles. You cursed loudly, not daring to move.

Your gaze fell on Quackity and Punz, who had both knocked the weapon out of the other's hand and were now in the middle of a fist-fight. Quackity's gear was superior, but Punz had much more experience in fighting. He kept throwing punches at your friend, who just barely managed to block them.

"How many lives do you have left?" Sapnap demanded to know, his blade pressed up against your neck. You were scared to breathe.

You didn't know why he wanted to know, but if someone who could kill you instantly wanted an answer from you, you sure as hell were giving it. "Two."