Broken Mask| Fundy & Dream

fifteen

Fundy had finally managed to break away from Dream.

"Dream?" Fundy looked up at the blonde. His heart racing as he was mustering up the courage to ask a question.

"Yes, love?" Dream asked, looking over at him from his laptop. Both of them finally home from the sight seeing in Brighton.

"I was wondering if I could go on a walk? By myself?" Fundy asked. "Just for a bit, no longer than ten minutes." Fundy promised.

The blonde was hesitant to answer, he sighed and nodded his head.

"Okay, but, I want you to take this. It's a tracker. Just to make sure nothing happens to you." Dream walked over and snapped a bracelet on Fundy's wrist.

  "That's fine." Fundy murmured. "I'll be back in ten."

Before the fox could leave, Dream pulled him back by the wrist and kissed him passionately.

Fundy kissed back, pulling away and heading out door. Where he immediately wiped the kiss away.

He walked down the road, heading to the main square. He was surprised Dream even said yes to the walk. But he was grateful.

When the dane laid his eyes on a phonebooth, his heart raced.

  So, he definitely took it to his advantage.

Finding a phonebooth, Fundy took the phone and slid a coin inside. Immediately dialing Wilbur's number.

  "C'mon, c'mon.." Fundy whispered, tapping his foot rapidly.

"Hello?" Wilbur's voice echoed in the fox's ear.

"Dad!" Fundy cried out happily. "Dad it's me, it's Fundy!!"

"Fundy?! Holy shit, where are you?"

"I'm in Brighton, I'm in the square. I saw a phonebooth, and I had just barely enough money to make the call." Fundy explained. "Dream and I are in a motel."

"Do you know the name?" Eret's voice asked in the background.

"No, I barely saw anything. I was drugged for so goddamn long." Fundy sighed, "I can't stay on for long, Dream has me tracked."

"Stay safe. I promise I'll find you." Wilbur stated. "I love you, kiddo."

"I love you too, dad."

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Wibur's heart was racing. "He's alive, my son is alive.." he whispered, wiping his tears away.

"I knew it. I knew he wasn't dead." Niki smiled.

"We just need the name of the motel. We're so close." Eret paced around. "It wouldn't be in the square, Dream wouldn't make it that obvious. He would have fans knocking every five seconds."

Friend baaed, walking over and jumping to the map and tapping his hooves on a place.

"Oh, Friend! No." Wilbur took Friend's lead and gently pulled him off the table. "Sorry Eret. He's silly."

"Actually, he might be on to something. Look!" Tubbo pointed to the hoof print. "Right in this area, that's where the Ambassador is. It's like a victorian hotel. It's perfect for someone who wants to stay away from the public eye."

  "The price isn't so bad, and it's not the far.." Eret trailed off. "I think we got a hit. We know Fundy's here, so, we need to check this place."

"I'm going." Wilbur stated. "He's my son, and I promised I would get him out."

"I'm going with Wilbur." Niki took Wilbur's hand in hers.

"Tubbo and I will go check the east side just in case. Puffy, you update the others and tell them the plan." Eret ordered.

"Of course." Puffy nods.

"Alright, let's go!"

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