Chapter 2: Two truths, and a lie

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(Third P.O.V:)

And then we cut to the two boys, who had set up camp, helping each other while making they're respected tents, while the sun went down, and then the night sky came, with the fire burning, and food ready to cook, of course, friend was petted by wilbur, hesitantly, ghostbur appreciated it.

Wilbur of course had started cooking for himself, as for ghostbur, he said to wilbur he'll have bread first of course. For now, ghostbur will have bread and all that other kinds of food for starters, and the two go to the campfire, sitting down near it as the night sky came down to their eyes, as the two ate they're food, ghostbur still has some butterflies in his stomach, Ghostbur of course was nervous at first to do something. But he had an idea. He then asked wilbur as they were finished they're food.

"..Hey Wilbur?"

He looked at the ghost with a questioning face as he finally finished his food, confused why he called him.

"Yes ghostbur?"

The ghost sighed, and then smiled.

"Could we both play two truths one lie?"

Wilbur was confused, what was that game?

"Wait a minute, is it like two lies one truth?"

The ghost nodded.

"Mhm, I figured, it would make us introduce ourselves."

And the revived man sighed.

"Alright then."

Revivedbur stretched his arms and looked at ghostbur.

"Alright, you go first."

"Alright um... First one, my favorite color is blue, second is I have a sheep.. The third is I.. Have a bad relationship with Tommy."

Revivedbur thought about his answer, and then gave it, saying.

"The second and first. I think you have a sheep, and obviously you like blue, and.. I think you and Tommy have a good relationship, so that must have been a lie."

The Ghost was surprised at this.

"Oh... Your right. Wait how?"

Revivedbur looked up onto the sky.

"I guess.. While I was gone, you two had a good time together, of course you were my replacement, right, my turn."

He said while the ghost looked at the fire.

"Alright, my turn, first one obviously, I blew up l'manberg, second is, I totally didn't spent 13 years in limbo-"

Ghostbur's shocked face was seen.

"Wait wait wait. You spent 14 years in limbo?! And wait it's not two lies one truth-"

"And third one is I didn't manipulate.. Tommy."

The two became silent as he had said that, after a few minutes, Ghostbur sighed, and gave his answer.

"First one.. Obviously true unfortunately.. But.. The second and third one.. Were.. Lies? I know you.. Did bad choices but.. Wil was it true you spent 13 years in limbo?"

Sadly, revivedbur slowly nodded, worry filled the ghost's heart more, and the revivied man sighed, looking up.

"Well, that's unfortunately life, life somehow sucks sometimes to be honest."

And then ghostbur noticed the night sky, it was now night time and time to go to bed.

"Wil it's getting late.. We should get sleep."

Wilbur nodded, and the two finished, they placed the sand onto the fire, and then went inside they're respected tents, and went to sleep.

During the morning, as the sun came around, the revived man jolted, he was now awake, sweats and tears seen on his face, he wiped his face, looking at his stab wound, then, the voices started yelling, it became louder and louder, when, the ghost woke, he went to check wilbur.

"Hey? Wilbur? You alright?"

Revivedbur, hesitant, didn't nod or shake his head, he just looked down.

"Just a stupid nightmare, it was nothing."

Ghostbur, obviously worried, was about to say more when he said something else.

"A nightmare? Then.. alright, if you say so."

Ghostbur left the tent and Wilbur alone, making food for the both of them, while Wilbur.. He was in deep thought, looking at his stab wound once again, was it all his fault he thought.

"𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘵, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘓'𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘨? 𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝙢𝙚? 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘣𝘶𝘳, 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦.. 𝘉𝘶𝘵.. 𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦?"

He thought before he finally walking out of that tent to eat breakfast, with the ghost.


(Chapter 2. Finally finished.)

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