❀ You Love Him, Don't You? || Ponksamdude ❀

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•--- Ponk POV ---•

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Ponk asked, forcing Purpled's arm away from him.

"All I'm saying is... don't trust them."

Alright, Mr. Trust Issues, Ponk thought. He knew Dream was a douchebag, but his friends didn't seem that bad. He certainly wouldn't hang out with them, except for maybe that Sam kid. And George.

Tommy picked up his pace until he fell into step beside Ponk, staring ahead.

"I don't know, they don't seem that bad..." Tommy began, and the boy in the black hoodie was shocked. 

He practically read my mind, Ponk thought. The group slowed down their pace, stopping in a field. A broad oak tree towered over them, blotting out the sun.

Purpled strode over to the tree, sitting down. Tommy raised an eyebrow, Ponk starting towards the tree. He grabbed Ponk's forearm and shook his head slightly, nodding towards the tree. A hand popped out from behind the tree, following it was a boy with brown hair, a green t-shirt, and a red bandana tied around his neck.

Tubbo.

The boy snuck up behind Purpled, looking particularly smug as he saw that the blonde boy didn't suspect a thing. Ponk bit the inside of his cheek, trying not to laugh, as the brunette sat down behind Purpled.

For a moment, they just sat there.

Purpled stared ahead, Tubbo behind him, Tommy standing with his hand on his hip, and Ponk standing awkwardly.

"Stop standing there like idiots." Purpled scoffed, glaring at them with shimmering eyes.

Suddenly, Tubbo grabbed Purpled's arms and pulled them behind his back.

In the blink of an eye, Purpled twisted Tubbo's wrists the wrong way. The brunette cringed out of pain, letting go for a split second out of pain. Purpled spun around and kneed Tubbo in the stomach, pushing him into the tree and holding him against it. Ponk made a noise that was not unlike the 'oof' sound effect.

"Tubbo?!?!" Purpled demanded, realizing that it was his friend who had grabbed him. "Why the hell would you do that, you should know that I have amazing reflexes!"

For a moment, Tubbo didn't answer. The blonde boy let go of the other, backing up. For a second, Purpled looked angry, but his eyes softened as he saw Tubbo holding his stomach in pain and wheezing.

"Excuse me...- since when..." Tubbo wheezed, leaning over and placing his hands on his knees. "Are you so good at... self defense?"

The blonde boy stared blankly at the other for a moment, then smiled. Soon, the smile turned into a giggle, and the giggle turned into a laugh. His laugh was light and gentle, and soon, Ponk began laughing as well. Then Tommy. Then Tubbo.

"Why are we laughing?" Tubbo asked, smiling.

"I've been taking self defense for 7 years, I brag about it all the time."

"O-" Tubbo paused. "Oh yeah, I knew that." He scratched the back of his hand, looking Purpled in his piercing brown (almost black) eyes.

"You're lying."

The brunette didn't register what the boy had said for a little bit, but when he did, his eyes widened.

"What??" Tubbo demanded.