Chapter 13

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Y/N's surroundings filled in slowly as she woke up from her nap. She stretched her arms upward and checked her phone. 13:33. She had slept for around eight hours. 'Nice,' She thought to her self. She checked Discord, seeing there was a missed call from Toby a minute ago. She called back, rubbing sleep from her eyes, putting her earbuds on, and preparing herself, figuring he was probably streaming. She was right. The voices of Phil, Wilbur, Toby, and Tommy arguing rang through as she entered the VC.

"SAND IS BETTER!" Wilbur argued loudly

"NO MUD IS!" Tommy yelled back.

"SAND!"

"MUD!"

"SAN-"

"-You shouldn't be eating eit-" Phil interrupted, only to get cut off.

"SHUT UP PHIL!" The two boys shouted in sync. Phil chuckled, shaking his head.

"What the hell did I just walk into-" Y/N muttered, confused.

"They're having an argument about which tastes better, mud or sand. Good noon, by the way." Toby answered, noticing her tired sounding voice.

"Good noon to you as well Tubbo. You know, I actually was on the debate team in high school, I could help settle this. Phil do you happen to remember how a debate runs?"

"Of course, how could I forget? Dad made me do a practice debate with you twice a week to prepare for your official Friday debates. The wheelbarrow fallacy and everything else is ingrained in my mind." Phil groaned. Y/N grinned, remembering it fondly.

"I took debate as well." Wilbur added. To everyone's surprise, Tommy did as well. They went silent, in shock.

"What?! Why are you all so surprised-is it really that hard to believe??? My mom wanted me to join a club and I enjoy bantering, looked fun. I did pretty decent, I even taught Tubbo, we do it sometimes."

"That's actually pretty sick, Tommy." Phil said, as everyone agreed.

"So everyone here knows how to debate?" Y/N asked.

"Yeah seems like it." Wilbur answered.

"Well then let's begin! You've got 30 minutes for research, debaters Wilbur and Tommy. On your marks...get set...go!" Y/N announced. As Tommy and Wilbur left the VC to research, Toby, Phil, and Y/N discussed who would judge. They ended up deciding to all do it, confident that they could all come to one choice, also it would keep them from bias. Toby made another VC on the Dsmp server, titled: ~For Settling Debates~. After the allotted thirty minutes were up, Tommy and Wilbur joined the new VC. 

(A/N: I will probably include the debate as a special seperate story as I would need to do my reasearch and want to move on to vidcon)

Wilbur won, since it was argued that though sand was stepped on with bare feet, it was often feet wet and cleaner from the ocean. Also, it gets kicked up quite a bit, revealing new, cleaner, sand layers, while mud was just dirty water.  Y/N stayed on call with them for a bit, but got off around 15:30. Soon after, Dave messaged her.


~ <3 Lovelyblade <3~


D- Good Morning <3

Y-Good Noon <3

D- Whatever. You're on the plane?

Y- yep!

D- Good, wouldn't put it past you to forget heh

Y- Hey- Y'know, you aren't wrong

D- I know.

Y- Egoblade

D- That does not affect me, do you know why? Ego shield.

Y- I'm rolling my eyes very hard.

D- I am forever shielded!!

Y- Did you clean up your house?

D- Yep. I even went out and bought new blankets.

Y- Yoooo thank u 

D- No problem. Can't wait to see you.

Y- I can't wait to see you either. Will I be able to find you at the airport easily?

D- I'm legit like 6'3 and you've seen me. You are kind of dumb though...

Y- Hey! Just-just don't hide or anything.

D- I am literally 6. 3. I physically CANNOT hide.

Y- I don't know mate, you are THE Blade

D- Fair point. But, I won't hide, I'll be nice

Y- Thank you, I can't find anything, practically blind when I lose things

D- That makes sense

Y- Sh-shut up-

D-Heh

Y- Whatcha doin

D- Buying us snacks at the supermarket

Y- What kinda snacks

D- It's a surprise, but stuff you like and stuff we only have in the US

Y- Oooo are we taste testing?

D- You are ;)

Y- I'm slightly fearful

D- You'll be fine.

Y- Don't poison me

D- Eh, I like you

Y- Wtf are you so suspicious

D- No reason

Y- I assume you like me too much to kill me

D- You assume correct

Y- Poggers

D-When are you getting here again?

Y- Around 18:00

D- The fuck did you type

Y- Oh sorry, around six pm

{A/N: no clue how time zones work, sorry if its all weird, Will probably come back and fix but I'm at a loss right now}

D- Thank for translating, your language is weird as hell

Y- We speak the same language, you're just a dummy

 D- ....<3...

Y- ...<3...

D- Why aren't you here yetttt

Y- It's 4:30, I'll be there in an hour and a half.

Y- Did you finish buying snacks?

D- Mhm. Bought dinner too. Call me, I'm getting in the car.

Y- Oki


The two lovers talked until Y/N landed, and as she got her bags.

"Dave, where the fuck are you?"

"I'm at the entrance waiting for you. Hurry up I'm fuckin' excited.

Y/N giggled and walked faster towards the entrance.

"Ok, ok. I'll see you in a few minutes, ok?"

"Ok...Walk faster!"


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