FAU continued

And we are off

The two days turned into one, Eret really knew how to haul ass. Well... they would be able to get a small team out there. The others would be spread out in the kingdom depending on where they came from. Techno at the request of Sam was going to supervise reconstruction of Pandora's Vault. Jack would be leading the second team once they had enough resources. Phil would also be second team.

Purpled had pointed out the the league was very smart and in tune with their surroundings. All of the nobles would be an easy spot, especially Techno. Sam had a free pass if he didn't wear a creeper mask. The noble children were a fifty fifty.

So far the only team members were Quackity, Sam, and Purpled. If things went wrong they were totally fucked, but hey confidence am I right?

Karl and Sapnap had volunteered to crest a small distraction in one of the league's smaller bases. It would draw suspicion away from the other three, who were heading to the main base

Nikki flung her arms around Quackity, "Be safe!"

The the Mexican ruffled her hair playfully, before hopping onto a horse.

"If Schlatt comes back-"

"I know, just go!"

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The first thing Fundy noticed was his back was killing him, so was his head. It felt like a bunch of pans on a windy rack. Really more like a bad hangover, if you could think about being bopped over the head twice in that way.

What the hell even happened? He was still confused.

The room he was in was dimly lit, all chiseled sandstone. The ceiling was sort of slanted one way, going up diagonally across the room.

There was a bed, but Fundy had woken up on the floor. He stretched, noticing his wrists were bound loosely to  one of the bedposts.

Great, all he did was talk to a pile of bones for ten minutes and he's already tied up again? What the fuck is this!

"Hey, how's the head?" Skeppy walked in; an iron door shutting behind him. It didn't sound like Skeppy though, the accent was smoother and deeper.

"What the hell is this? Whatever I said about Bad I take it back, can I go now Skeppy? This is a little much for you don't ya think?"

"Who said I'm Skeppy?" The blue skinned man crouched close to the ground, staring into the amber eyes of the ginger. Fundy still thought this was all a joke, and held the gaze.

"You are literally the only blue man I know, we done here?"

"I'm Dream Fundy-"

Laughter burst from the ginger, he couldn't help himself. Yeah this short, diamond colored, laser shooting, muffin loving young man was Skeppy. Not Dream, who was normal colored, and currently a pile of dust.

A hand roughly grabbed his chin, and Fundy stopped laughing. He still smiled though, amused beyond belief.

"Alright Dream, prove it." Fundy smirked, shaking his jaw from Skeppy's reach. He shoved the other back, standing up. There was a lot of leeway in these chains, quite nice actually.

"God if only I still had my body, well I do still know my way around yours." Skeppy shot back, advancing. He pushed Fundy lightly into the wall, who was too dumbfounded to push back.

A cold hand slipped under his shirt, tracing along his stomach. Fundy sucked in a breath as it came to a haunt over a scar.

"There's the boy I know," Dream smirked pushing on the scar, Fundy let out another gasp, before using all his might to shove him off.

Skeppy should really hit the gym soon, Fundy was not impressed.

He was starting to doubt his first judgment though.

"Dream?"