The Endless Reverie (UNFINISHED, SUMMARY WRITTEN.)

♧ What. The. Hell. ♧

Wilburs Pov

TW: Swearing, crying, voices, stimming, transphobia, pain.

I wake up in the Trailor, confused. "How did I get here..?" I ask to nobody in particular.

"You... fainted. I think. I'm not sure. I was so worried, dad. You freaked everyone out, even Dream told us to patch you up before coming back to fight. Are you alright? Does your head hurt?" I could tell it was Fundy by his voice.

I wanted to say yes, it hurts to the high heavens, but I have a nation to protect right now. Where was everyone anyway?

He could practically hear what I was thinking, because he replied with "In the ambulance. The police somehow found us and have arrested Dream for illegal ownage of land, first degree murder, and many other things I cannot count. We're being taken home."

"WHAT?!" I yell, sitting up straight, getting a huge head rush. God, why did you make it so difficult for us to survive?

"I'm gonna met Grandpa! You never told me much about him, though. Only thing I got out of Tommy was a bunch of hurry and Charlie bringing them here. What was that about, anyway?"

No no no no no. NO NO NO NO NO. This can't be happening. I can't go back, he did so many things to me. No. Please.

"Oh" I clear my throat "Where is he?"

"Talking to the officers outside. He brought another guy with him, too. You never told me you had a brother!"

"Bring me to Tommy, NOW."

"Alright, calm yourself! This is a good thing! We will go to school, now and learn things! So will you! Isn't this so exciting dad?"

"Dad? Dad please reply to me-"

"Its not good, Fundy. This is everything BUT good."

We got down the tailor steps when Tommy came up to me.

"Wilbur, Charlie doesn't want me to talk to dad and I have no idea what the fuck is going on."

"Fundy, go fetch Charlie and Tubbo."

"Alright!" He said while saluting, running off to find Charlie somewhere.

Tommy and I sat on a bench just outside the van, peacefully sitting in tense silence. A officer came up to me at one point and asked who I was, but nobody else interacted with me.

Ten minutes later Charlie and Tubbo came walking up to me, heads to the ground.

"Where is Fundy."

"Wilbur i-"

"WHERE IS HE."

"WILBUR. They saw he has ears and chased him. I'm sure he's okay, he's an excellent fighter."

Numbness washed over me.

Make it stop.

So, have you come back for me?

No.

Alright, remember I'm always watching. Looking out for you, persay.

I looked up at Charlie then patted the seat to my right, indicating for him too sit. Tubbo was platonically cuddling Tommy, and Tommy was stimming, he was hitting his body in different places, evening out the pressure or whatever he calls it.

I just sat and waited for clarification on what was going on. I know Fundy would know where to go, it was something I told him every day. "Follow the treeline to find home."

A officer came up to us with Phil in tow.
"Your guardian is here, boys and girl."

"Hey, were all boys here can't you see?"

"Wilbur Gold isn't on file, Daisy Gold is. Is Daisy using different pronouns?"

I wanted to protest but my mouth stayed shut in fear of being hurt more than I will already.

"No, she isn't, thank you. I will take care of them now thank you officer."

The officer walked away.

Fuck.

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