Broken Mask| Fundy & Dream

six

"Sapnap? Hey, I was wondering if you-"

Bad walked into the house he had once shared with Sapnap and George. His nose wrinkled as he smelled something putrid and grotesque. He lifted up the extendable part of his jacket and covered his nose with it.

"Oh my goodness.. don't they ever clean?"

He walked further in the house, the smell getting worse and worse within every step that he took. Opening the door to the main room, Bad turned on light. He looked down to make sure he didn't step in any weird substances.

"Sapnap, you really need to-"

The light haired male looked up and his eyes widened in horror. He felt sick his stomach. It was then that he realized who the two were.

"No.. no no.." Bad tell to the ground, letting out a scream that echoed throughout the house.

"DON'T TAKE THEM AWAY! BRING THEM BACK!"

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  "Dream, Sapnap and George are dead."

The blonde looked at Sam with disbelieving eyes. "Are you sure it was them?" He whispered, his eyes filled with tears. Fundy hiding his tear stricken face in the blonde's jacket.

"We did a couple tests, the results came back as positive. They died two weeks ago. How the bodies lasted that long.. I'm not sure." Sam explained, "George's head is missing, we don't know where it is. Possibly in the house."

  Dream nods, wiping his tears away. "Right.. I understand.. tell me when you find it, yeah?" He asked.

"I will. Actually, I might need to ask you some questions. Only if you're up for it. I don't wanna put so much pressure on you." Sam reassures.

The blonde nods, "I'll call you when I'm ready. Where do you want to do the interview?"

"I'll text you the information. Privacy and everything." Sam said, "I'm gonna head off. Ponk needs me back."

"Sam.." Dream trailed off.

"Yeah?"

"How's Bad?" The blonde's voice cracked just a bit.

Sam sighed, "He took it the worst out of all of us. He's not going well, Dream." He said before leaving the room.

Fundy pulled away, looking up at Dream. "Are you going to be okay?" He asked with a concerned tone.

Dream nods, "I'll be fine."

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  Knock Knock.

  Skeppy opened the door, ready to tell Sam to go away, but was relieved when it was Dream.

"Hey man, how're you holding up?" Skeppy asked.

"I'm getting better, uhm, is Bad here?" Dream asked, hopefully he was.

"Yeah, he's in his room. C'mon."

Dream walked inside the house, following Skeppy to Bad's room. He could feel the dread and sadness. A satisfaction that kept feeding him more.

"Be gentle with him, okay?" Skeppy whispered.

"Yeah, always." Dream nods, "Thanks Skeppy."

Skeppy nods and heads back downstairs. Dream took a deep breath and knocked on the door to Bad's room.

"Bad? It's me." The blonde spoke gently. "I just wanted to come by and see if you're okay. But, if you don't wanna see me, that's fine."

  The blonde waited a few minutes, and right as he wad turning to leave, he heard the door click and open.

"Come in, Dream."

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  Dream walked in the room and closed the door. He looked over at Bad, who was illuminated by the lantern light.

"Hey Bad.." Dream sat down next to his friend.

"Hi Dream.." Bad's voice was cracked and strained from crying. "How are you?"

"Not as better.." Dream sighed, "I just.. I can't believe that.. their actually.. gone. All the time went by so quickly."

Bad nods, "I know.." he teared up again, "I never got to say goodbye. The last words I ever said to them was to.. remember to pay Skeppy and I back."

The blonde nods, "Last time I saw them, we exiled Tommy." He murmured.

Bad began to cry again, "Why did they have to go." He sobbed.

Dream pulled Bad into a hug, his heart not breaking in a single way. Sure, he hated Bad being upset, but George and Sapnap got what they deserved.

That's all it will ever be.

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