Good Things Never Last

Chapter 62

"Gentlemen"

I just huffed as I made my way towards the commotion, my head down, watching the pebbles I was kicking between my feet.
"Tommy, get in position"
I raised my eyes to see Wilbur, Tommy, and Quackity dash around the corner, heading for something. Or perhaps someone.

I kept my mouth shut as I watched the blond draw his bow, leading me to do so as well.
"Gentlemen!"
My gaze was drawn to a new voice, a voice I hadn't heard for weeks. The voice belonged to one of my oldest friends. The voice that belonged to one of the many who had betrayed us.

"Stay the fuck away"
I stood there watching as Big Q drew his iron axe and stalked over to the slightly taller fox hybrid.
"Gentlemen, may I..."
"YESSSS"
I rolled my eyes, refusing to look at Wilbur, who was now jumping around celebrating a new source of chaos.

"May I take up a moment of your time?
I would say so far, this has been a fine evening. I would say this has been a great evening and what a fine evening for some good old double crossing, huh?"
As he drew back the string of his bow, aiming it exactly between Fundy's eyes, I saw Tommy's hands begin to tremble.

"I haven't been completely vocal about my actions. I haven't really spoken to anyone about this actually, but I must say, there's no better time to speak than now. I think I might have something for you boys that might come in handy"
"No, we're okay. We're okay"
Tommy's arrow drew further back, forcing me to shift the path of mine and let go of the string. My arrow ended up snapping the blond's one in two before it dug itself into the opposing wall.

"Tommy, let the man speak, I'm interested"
He just stared at me, his mouth agape as he kept on trying to find the right words.
"Go on Fundy"
The fox man took a step towards us as he sent me a grateful smile, which quickly turned into a smirk.

"I have documented every single step, every single action that Schlatt has taken ever since he set his foul feet onto that goddamn podium. I have information that just might help Pogtopia get the victory that they deserve"
"Just give him the book Fundy"
All eyes turned to me once again, as it was my turn to smile.
"We're kinda in a hurry, so give Will that book that's in your back pocket and let him see all the information you've got so we can get you on our side"

Fundy did exactly as I asked while the boys just stared at me.
"What, do I have something on my face? Oh wait, it's hotness"
With that, I turned around and walked away, chuckling as I heard the boys were speechless. But the sight of a fully armed demon startled me.

"Oh hey Bad. Wait, how are you here?"
"Hello you little muffin"
I raise my gaze to the 9'6 devil, his white eyes illuminating his dark cloak.
His hood was up, covering his ash-like hair, and his horns protruded from the holes he'd made for them. He took a position in the ravine's centre, allowing himself enough room to stand tall and gaze down at my considerably smaller figure.

"I've come to offer a helping hand in the upcoming feud between you and the goatman, because honestly, I'm not much of a fan"
I just grinned up at him, too tired to interrogate him. He's BadBoyHalo, the nicest and most wholesome person known in our lands. He wouldn't betray us. Right?
"WILLLL! We have a new allyyyy"

The next thing I heard was a shriek of joy, which I assumed came from Tommy, and the sound of multiple sets of footsteps echoing through the ravine.
"Tommy look, literally everyone's on our side now. If we blow up L'Manburg now, only Schlatt will be affected"
I watched as Wilbur stalked over to a perch, making him stand taller than the group that had now gathered.