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"One, meeting tomorrow. We will talk this out, see if we actually need to take action, and if so, what action." I paused, thinking about if I want to make the next move.
"Second," I continued. "I hereby step down from my position of President, and I shall give the role to Tubbo."
"What." I heard Tubbo gasp behind me.
"Tubbo, congrats. Or should I say, President Tubbo."
Fundy and Quackity looked to each other, stunned. "Take your place on the podium, I'm leaving." I turned to the crowd again, "I never wanted this position anyways."
(Y/N)'s P.O.V.
"(Y/N)?" A voice came knocking at my door.
"Who is it?!" I asked, frustrated as I slammed opened the door.
"S-sorry!" Tommy raised his hand in the air.
I breathed heavily. "I'm sorry, I- I'm tired, I'm sick of this- I just-"
"Breathe, (Y/N), it's fine."
"It's not fucking fine, I feel like a burden and it's shit." I turned. "I'm fine." I agreed, turning to face the blond again, "what do you need?"
"Do you have leather named 'Spirit' in your Ender chest, by any chance?"
"No, why?"
"Spirit's Dream's dead horse, and- if I can get hands on it... I can just, avoid the exile arc all together!"
"What... do you mean?"
"N-nothing, I'm going to see if Tubbo has it."
"Okay." I nodded as Tommy ran off. "Bye bye!"
Tommy's P.O.V.
"Tubbo." I busted into the boy's house. "DO YOU-"
"-WHAT-"
"-OR DO YOU NOT, HAVE THE FUCKING LEATHER."
"L-LEATHER? WHAT?"
"A PIECE OF LEATHER NAMED SPIRIT."
"oh yeah I do it has been sitting in my Ender chest for a while, no idea why, you want it?"
"Yes."
"Oh, okay." Tubbo placed down an enderchest and threw me the leather. "There you go!"
"THANK YOU! YOU ARE A LIFESAVER!" I thanked the boy quickly, bouncing on my toes.
"Of... of course?" Tubbo seemed confused as I walked down the pathways of L'Manburg. Ranboo saw me, and stopped me.
"Heya big man, why are you so giddy today?"
"I have Spirit!"
"The- the horse?"
"Yeah!" I held up the leather.
"That's not gonna help us."
"What do you mean? We didn't do this last time, in real life, and that's how Dream exiled me!"
Ranboo stared at me weirdly. "That's how you got exiled."
"You're speaking nonsense."
"NO- Tommy give me the leather."
"What?!" I shrieked, "no!"
"Tommy trust me." Ranboo waved towards the obsidian walls, "we can't keep these up."
"NO- why are you trying to ruin the fucking plan?!" I was in disbelief, this was an honest to god good idea.
"Tommy please, you're going to get exiled."
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