Villain (Karlwastaken)

Chapter 6; Love Battle

Over the course of a year they kept causing trouble. Which is an extreme understatement for what they were doing. They would blow up buildings, houses, farms, churches. They would steal valuables, getting dream's collection of 'important' things back. And they both felt so crazy, because they enjoyed watching people cry over their lost land and memories. They loved watching them feel the pain the two boys always felt. No. Always used to feel. 

When they were with eachother they had such a special connection, an unbreakable bond. They both knew what it really was. It was love. But they just couldn't admit it to eachother, couldn't admit it to themselves. 

Whenever one of them looked at the other without them knowing, their heart would fill up with love. Eyes fill with longing for the other. Wanting to be in their arms, wanting to kiss them, wanting to fuck them. 

They sat in their treehouse, people's valuables lined the walls, along with maps, pictures of the two, their own armor and materials, chests of necessities like food and mining materials. Light shown in through their windows from the warm sunset.

Karl was sitting on the floor, carving his name into the wooden floor. And Dream was sitting on his bed, mapping out the building they would blow up next. 

Karl let out a exasperated sigh, "I'm boreddd," the brunette wined. 

Dream laughed, "Then go for a walk or something than. I don't know." He said before going back to his mapping. 

"Ughh, can't we do something?" Karl pleaded with the blonde. 

"You could go for a walk." Dream once again stated. 

Karl scoffed, "Fine mapping loser," He said before standing up and heading towards the trap door that led to a ladder.

Dream laughed, "Be careful! See you later." 

Karl turned back toward the taller and smiled, "Will do!" And with that he left through the trap door, climbing down the ladder.

Karl switched between walking and skipping through the woods until he got bored. He dreadfully wanted to go walk through the actual fun parts of the SMP, but he knew he shouldn't. Dream and him were like the biggest target currently. Everyone wanting to kill them for all they had done. 

Karl smiled to himself, proud of the mess he had made. Then decided, he wouldn't get hurt. Hell no! He would not be an idiot and get hurt. He was fucking smart. He lied the last part to himself as he made his way out of the woods. 

He found himself walking inbetween and behind buildings, in parts that no one went. Enjoying being able to walk around where he grew up again. 

Suddenly he heard distant yelling. Curious he made his way toward the sound, still making sure to be hidden. Once he got closer he saw his was Ranboo and Tommyinnit yelling at eachother. He wasn't close enough to hear it all but he caugh glimpses of it. "You did" "You took it" "My discs" "No I didn't" "You're blaming me because you're jealous of tubbo and me" "Fuck you Man" 

Karl couldn't help but grin, knowing full well he and Dream took the discs he was talking about. Suddenly he felt something sharp poke him in the back, he spun around quickly frightened. Instantly he felt a sword be pressed up against his chest. Eyes wide he saw it was George, Sapnap and Quackity close behind him. 

"You." George spat, anger vividly mixed in with his hazel pupils, "You did this." 

Caught of guard, Karl had no idea what to say. All snappy comments and remarks leaving him. 

"Why?!" Quackity yelled over George's shoulder.

Nothing. Just silence filled where a stupid remark was desperately needed.