The Antarctic Empire

11. Meeting.

Tommy walked quickly down the hallway. It had been a month or so since his father had told him the situation with the rebel group. Since then, he was able to get his boot off and was now completely able to walk freely.

He studied a book as he headed towards the meeting room. He knew Tubbo would laugh at him if he saw Tommy of all people reading. But he needed to be ready for the meeting.

They were talking with a nearby nation who was planning to help them overthrow this organization before it turned into an all out civil war.

He needed to make a good impression.

Tommy took a deep breath as he neared the doors, closed the book and straightened his suit. He pushed the door open and stepped inside.

Already sitting here was the King from a neighboring kingdom; King Dream. He was accompanied by his second-in-command, General Sapnap. Tommy bowed his head in greeting.

"King Dream, it's good to meet you." He said, reaching out a hand.

"Crowned Prince Thomas, it's very nice to meet you as well." The King shook his hand. His father nodded in approval. "But please, lose the title. Just call me Dream."

"Same to you, it's just Tommy." Dream nodded and smiled at him.

"Alright Tommy, your father tells me you came up with a plan. Let's hear it." Dream sat back down in the nearby chair, though Sapnap remained standing at his side.

"Right, well, I had a few ideas." Tommy cleared his throat and moved closer to the table, where a map was laid out. "So, I was thinking..."

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Dream nodded. "This could actually work. No casualties, no major damage, and to the public there's no disservice." He stared at the map for a few more seconds before glancing up at Tommy. "I think you've come up with a fail-safe plan."

Tommy smiled, proud.

"You have a good kid, Phil." Dream mentioned, looking over to where he was sat. "Smart, too. I didn't really think it would all work out when you said you had your 16-year-old son planning the war."

"Thank you, Dream." Phil nodded.

Dream stood and cleared his throat. "We really should be getting back. But keep in touch." Dream nodded at Tommy. "You have our full support."

"Good. We will execute the plan in one weeks time." Phil decided, standing as well. "Thank you for meeting with us."

"Of course, always a pleasure." Dream headed towards the door. Before he reached it, he stopped near Tommy. "You are going to be a great King someday, if you keep it up."

The man winked and then walked out, his general following behind.

~•~

"You met King Dream?" Tubbo asked, jumping onto the bed.

"Yeah! And I called him Dream! No king, no nothing. Just Dream!" Tommy matched the others excitement, falling back on the headboard.

"Was he as tall as everyone says? What about his suit, was he wearing his green suit? And I heard he doesn't go anywhere without a gun so he can just kill anyone who gets in his way. What about the general? Was he there?"

"Whoa, whoa, Tubbo. Slow down." Tommy laughed. "No, none of that. He was really nice. And he was dressed in black. He was shorter than me, actually. And his general is really quiet, but he laughed at my jokes."

"You joked with King Dream?"

"Well, yeah. I'm not just gonna change my personality for some high and mighty king." Tommy crossed his arms.

"I could never..." Tubbo laid back on the bed. "I could barely talk to your family, I think I would simply die if I saw him. I'd just die."

"Well I'm just cooler than you, big man."

"Yeah, yeah." Tubbo shook his head. "Sure you are."

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Okay guys, I'm not gonna promise anything, but I think I might be able to get back on a schedule again.

This book will probably only have a few more chapters, but thank you all for enjoying.

Love you all, thanks for reading! ❤️