It's been a week since the two were found. Wilbur had to lead the country by himself for the time being. The bodies laid in their own rooms, so the infirmary was still useable, though, they were given potions and attention everyday.
>>y/n pov<<
I was awake,
In my bed.
The last thing I can remember...
"PHIL!"
Crashing to the ground,
Pain shooting throughout my
entire body, as I watched my father
perish into the river that was behind me.
It was a cold sweat, that I lay in.
The tension was suddenly broken by dream, the man I loved, who I cared very much for, who made me happy, even though he was considered a criminal to the country, entering my room.
"y/n!" He stood in complete shock.
"y/n, you're awake! I'm so glad!" He cried.
I couldn't help but let out the slightest of smirks.
"Come on then, come here." I said, holding out my arms. He instantly ran and tackled me back down in a hug. My heart beat fast, but never as fast as it once did with him around.. my feelings in him, were they fading?
"I cried for days on end, I thought you'd died, y/n, I love you so much." He cried into me. The pain of his sorrows plastered a smile across my face.
"I love you too, my dearest." I said back to him, petting his head. There was a knock on the door before it swung open to have none other than the king standing there. His face looked socked, and angry at the same time.
"You need a hug too, gogy?" I said to him.
His face lit up, and I instantly noticed the tears forming. "Dream, please remove yourself from me, so I may give gogy a hug also." I smiled.
"How do you know his nickname?" Dream questioned, confused, but getting off me the same time.
"I used to baby sit him when he was a child."
I said casually. Dream had his mask on so I couldn't see his face, but George had instantly jumped on me (hugging, ofc-) and was in tears.
"You actually remember?!" He continued to cry.
"I thought you'd forgotten me!" His crying was annoying. I've never liked George, he was clearly a very toxic person. Though, from what I can remember about him when he was younger, he was very sweet. I wonder what happened.
"Thank you, George, but I must go." The image of Phil hit my head again. "Did you find Phil?" I asked. Dream walked over. "Thanks to me." He smirked. I laughed a little, before hugging him. "Thank you, dream. I was scared to death." I got up and left my room. I went to Phil's. I opened the door and sat there for a little, praying he was ok. Suddenly I saw a huge 2 appear above him, before he sat up.
"PHIL!?" I cried, hugging him. "Oh my god, Phil, you're ok!" I cried more.
"Don't cry, y/n, you'll get scars." He laughed.
I nodded, wiping my tears. "Phil what was that 2?" I asked him, confused. He looked at me.
"That's the.. amount of lives I have left."
"What?! You have 2 more lives?! How!?" I asked him, nobody had ever told me this before.
"Well, everybody has 3 lives, when I was talking to Ranboo the other day, he'd told me that you couldn't possibly be alive, because you had no lives left." Phil explained. "We have three lives?!" I was completely shocked, completely unaware of this. "I need to go find Ranboo!" I said to him as I ran out. I bumped straight into George.
"Oh, hello, George!" I smiled.
"Oh, hello!" He smiled back. "Here, try this!" He handed me a drink. I was a little sceptical, but it couldn't be that bad, right? I drank it.
"This is really good! Thank you!" I said to him, before suddenly shrinking to my shortest. I was so confused. I felt my legs drop, as all power in them was drained. "George?" I asked him.
"I'm taking back what was stolen from me." He said, his voice much... scarier than before. He picked me up and flopped me over his shoulder.
"Where are you taking me?" I was confused, I was weak enough, he didn't need to go that extra mile. "Back to where you belong" he paused. "With me."
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ayo, gogy where we going!?
sorry for the lack of updates and short
chapter, it was my birthday! :)
