Time flies with Karl... So does organs.
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In which you see Dreams true colors...
For like, the third time in this story <3
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You were getting sicker and sicker each time you jumped through time with Karl. The first time you had experienced it, you would've described it as a fun rollercoaster ride. Now you'd describe it as torture. You felt as if your insides were being tossed around in your stomach, not being able to revert back to their original spot for another hour. And it wasn't like they were just waiting patiently in their new places to go back, no, in that whole hour they were practically begging you to throw them up. It was like they were making their way into your throat, knocking inside the back of your mouth. It was tempting, but you didn't want to freak Karl out by suddenly vomiting up one of your kidneys. So you guessed they had to stay in your stomach. That probably was for the best anyway.
Your face was practically all green, making you look like the Walmart version of Shrek, when Karl had taken you to the next scene. You felt extremely light-headed but tried to keep your shit together. Karl didn't show you this for nothing, and as the boy kept reminding you, you didn't have much time left.
"The second of December?" You guessed, hands resting on your knees to keep your balance. You wiped some cold sweat off your forehead, and lightly Karl nodded, trying to help you as much as he could.
You were inside an unfamiliar, small room. There weren't much furniture except for tables and a couple of bookshelves, but that didn't matter either - what mattered was the people inside of it.
You were standing in the corner of the room, looking at the six males around a large table. Tubbo, Dream, Tommy, Quackity, Fundy, and Ranboo.
The scene started playing as soon as you felt a bit better, as if Karl had waited to press the play button. Tubbo went straight to the point, saying that Tommy's probation was providing good results and that the exile, that Dream had so heavily requested, wasn't necessary. After some negotiation, they all came to the conclusion that Tommy's probation would continue for three weeks - and if he did something questionable, Dream was allowed to double the size of the walls.
Everyone in the room was relieved - especially Tubbo, who now didn't have to take drastic measures. Even the tension between Tubbo and Dream began to lighten.
For a short moment, you were left confused. If the conflict was gonna be solved just like that, why would Karl bother showing it to you? He could've just told you in a matter of seconds, saving you a whole lot of time. When you had first seen Karl in the black void, he had said that your friends needed you now more than ever - but if it wasn't about this conflict, then what was it about?
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𝒫𝒽𝒾𝓁𝑜𝓅𝒽𝑜𝒷𝒾𝒶 [Dream x Reader]
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