Chapter 6

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??? POV

I was picking up my mess on the floor, grumbling to myself. Why did I have to clean his room, it was just prank.

The room was filled with toys and clothes my brother forgot to put away. I threw all of the toys that picked up into the woven basket.

When was Clay going to write back, it's been a week already and no response. I huffed and kicked the basket out of frustration.

I turned around and instead of seeing the untidy room that I have to clean, I saw the purplish black surface of a portal. I looked at it more closely design tentacles coming out.

Though instead of the tentacles attacking me they quickly grabbed the clothes on the floor and threw it out presumably to the washing machine.

(PRETEND THAT WASHING MACHINES ARE REAL IN THE SMP ALSO SOME) MORE ELECTRICAL APPLIANCES

They quickly began to clean the entire room, fixing the bed, dusting the ceiling and wiping the windows.

Once they were done the tentacles grabbed a piece of paper and quill, writing something down. Once it's done writing the gravity of the room started to change.

I noticed that when I was getting sucked into the portal thingy I was surprisingly calm. Just as I was completely sucked into the portal, the note that the tentacles wrote on came to view, it said.

Going to the SMP for a while to visit Clay, will come back soon ily

-Drista








??? POV

Dad was pacing back and forth on the floor, his abnormally large height made his crown brush against the ceiling. He was biting his finger, he would only go that then he was nervous.

Tears were selling inside my eyes but I didn't let them fall. I didn't know where Father went, it happened so fast.

(PLOT MARRIAGE? ALSO THIS PERSON IS 14 YRS OLD LIKE DRISTA. GUESS WHO THIS IS)

Dad saw this and wiped my tears away. The liquid stinging his skin. His half red and green eyes were looking at me, full of compassion and anxiety.

"Hey buddy, it's not your fault, so don't beat yourself up" He said, giving me a tissue to blow my nose. His Father saved him from that thing because I was stupid enough to go near it.

I sat at my usual spot at the house, crying. "Look, I'll just go to my friends and we'll find your other Dad" He said, pushing back his white and black hair.

He crouched down and pet my pink hair, with a little bit of green and grey. Once he was done he stood up and walked out of the house, presumably to go to his friends.

I sat and put my legs up to my face, effectively hiding it. The sadness was overwhelming, feeling like  drowning in tar.

Wait...

Immediately I propped my legs down, but I couldn't. The same thing that took Father was beneath me.

Is this what it felt like to get eaten? I was afraid, I didn't want to die.

I can't even call for help, I'm mute. I tried to push myself up but that backfired as my hands were now stuck inside.

I immediately felt drowsy, sleep creeping up and pulling me into unconsciousness.











Tubbo's POV

The blend of fruits and ice sent shivers down my throat, gulping the slush of flavors. Just when I was halfway down the large cup I felt a pang of pain in my head.

Reluctantly, I let down the plastic cup on the table. Massaging my temples, trying to relieve to pain.

"You got a brain freeze didn't you?" Karl asked, sipping his own smoothie with a straw.

I paid him no intention replying with, "How do I stop this?"

I saw Dream at the other side of the table giggling at my pain. I just groaned and massaged my temples harder.

"Put your tongue at the top of your mouth" Dream said, once he stopped giggling.

I did what he told, putting my tongue to the top of my mouth. Slowly the pain gradually fades away and I was able to think again.

"Thank you" I said, which Dream replied with a shrug.

We were at the cafe that we first started in, packing up our belongings so we can bring them to our new renovated dorm room. Although since we were there we ordered our usual items

Me and Karl's smoothie with Dream's sundae. I drunk my smoothie again, slower this time, trying to not get another brain freeze.

As the cup was about to be empty a deafening sound came from outside. I stopped my drinking and turned towards the window/wall.

Was that a siren, if it was it doesn't have to be that loud. Then the ground shook, shaking me from my thoughts.

What was that?

SORRY I DIDN'T UPLOAD FOR A WHILE

I AM VERY BUSY AND I ALSO HAVE TO WORK OUT THAT PLOT FOR THE OTHER BOOK

ANYWAYS BYEEEEE ILY

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