Asunder ~ A Dream SMP Story

Chapter 15: Suspision

Hello! I wasn't sure if it was worth putting a pause to this story for now because of the recent events. But Techno is receiving lots of support, so for now we'll be carrying on as usual.

Enjoy :)
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The announcement was over. Everyone had gone back to their homes, or left to continue with what they were doing before getting interrupted. Bad had said goodbye to his friends after they had briefly talked about what had been said in the announcement.

Now, he sat on his bed, unable to sleep even if he wanted to. The announcement had not been what he had expected and it was quite possibly worse than he had imagined.

He didn't know what he was supposed to do. Technoblade was his friend, wasn't he? Bad wasn't entirely sure. Even if they were friends, he doubted that Techno would admit to it. But the piglin hybrid had allowed him to visit him, maybe that was some sort of sign?

Bad sighed and gripped onto his hair with his hands. Friends should warn eachother about potential threats right? Any friend would do that. But if he did, it meant he would have to betray everyone else he knew. Even the Badlands might no longer accept him. He could even be exiled!

But leaving the Blood God completely unaware of what was coming for him didn't seem right at all. Especially since Techno seemed to be dealing with a lot at the moment due to Philza no longer being around. Bad knew that Techno wasn't at much risk of being killed at least, but spending your life in an inescapable prison cell seemed worse than death.

He would have to find some time to warn Techno about the butcher army. He would have to give it some time though; he didn't want his friends to become suspicious of him for randomly disappearing again.

Bad tucked himself into his bed, pulling the red and blue blankets over himself in hopes it would help him relax a bit. He'll have to find a time to warn Techno about it this week. If he didn't it might be too late.

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"Oh Bad~~~"

Badboyhalo jumped straight out of bed in fear after hearing the voice in his ear. However he didn't get far, as his forehead came into contact with something above him, causing him to fall back onto his bed with a groan.

Whatever he had hit also seemed to be groaning in pain, leading Bad to slowly open his eyes while clutching onto his forehead.

On the floor next to his bed was Quackity, gripping onto his head wincing in pain. That was until a long, exaggerated cry emitted from his mouth. Bad had heard this cry many times in the past, and knew by now that he only did it to get a reaction from him.

"Baaaaaaad, how could you hurt me like that?" Quackity complained as he got up. "I only came to say hi to my best friend!"

This caused Bad to roll his eyes, even though to everyone else, it just looked like his eyes were twitching slightly. "You scared me, you muffin head! Don't creep up on people like that while they're asleep!"

"But Bad, I haven't seen you in agesss." He whined, hands suddenly gripping onto the demon's arm like a clingy child. "You didn't even say hi to me after the announcement yesterday....."

Bad sighed slightly as he got up. "I'm sorry Quackity, I was pretty tired last night."

Quackity suddenly let go of him so that he could cross his arms over his chest, wings drooping slightly. Bad had noticed that with Quackity, while he hung out with people he was well familiar with. His wing posture seemed to be much more lazy then Philza's ever was. The duck hybrid didn't even mind walking around with his wings dragging on the ground if he was comfortable. Philza however, would always seem to have them folded tightly to his back. Bad wondered if they were heavy to keep up all the time.