The walls of L'Manberg- they were partly torn down.
The walls stood for our nation's freedom, and now they were being torn down by the city's own people.
Fundy himself was tearing down the walls.
I ran up to the fox hybrid yelling.
"Fundy!" I yelled to him, making him stop and look up, dropping his pickax engulfing me in a tight hug.
"You're safe!" He mumbled while hugging me, "I didn't know where you went after the results."
"Sapnap said that it would be the best time to run so I went to help Tommy and Wilbur."
I stopped to look around letting go of Fundy, but he refused to let go of me.
"Fundy?"
"Hm-"
"What's going on?"
"Shlatt ordered the walls to be taken down," he said, releasing me from the hug to look at the walls being torn down, "so we're taking them down."
"But Fundy these walls-"
"It doesn't matter," Fundy cut me off, something was different in his voice, "Shlatt's the president and he ordered the walls to be taken down so we're doing it."
This wasn't right, Fundy fought to keep these walls and here he is- taking them down.
"I'm going to go find Tubbo," I told him, already starting to walk away.
I ran off towards the center of town, the patched together van still standing.
I opened the door, the old rusted door creaking slightly to see Tubbo curled up in the driver's seat of the van.
"Tubbo?"
The small boy flinched a bit, "(Y/N)?"
"Hey, what are you doing here?"
"Shlatt got mad I didn't come back with Tommy and Wilbur," he sounded like he had been crying.
I sat in the passenger seat before turning to him, "it's going to be a hard presidential term isn't it?"
"Ya," Tubbo mumbled, "I kept my position though."
"You're still Secretary of State?"
"Ya Shlatt kept me for some reason."
"Well that's good," I said standing, "we have a man on the inside!" I walked into the main room of the van being followed by the boy.
"What do you mean?"
I pulled one of the bunks down getting it ready for the night. "With you on the inside we can get information for Wilbur and Tommy."
"Y-ya you're right!" The boy was now brighter, his floppy ears bounced as his head lifted.
(Uh-uh... ya forgot to mention that along with the Dad!Shlatt Tubbo has floppy goat ears, but he cannot shift into a goat since he'd be half hybrid and not full... he'll get horns but that'll be important later.)
I laughed at the excited boy, "well now we should get to sleep," I told him.
"Ya!" He went over to pull out his bunk, grabbing blankets and a pillow from the closet, "goodnight!"
"Night Tubbo," I reached over and turned out the small light letting the moon cast the only light in the van.
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An- sorry for the wait for a short chapter... I am getting motivation to write again so imma take the dopamine and run with it but I hope you like it!!
I would double post but the next chapter needs some work so be watching for it next week!
Ask to everyone saying you hate my c!dream... thank you I really try to make him hatable, little fun fact if your completely up to date with the disk saga then you should know that Dream plans this really far ahead... so maybe he's planning for the future by how he acts??
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Pawprints: The Election
FanfictionBook 2 in the Pawprints series ------- They had gained independence at a high cost. The disks were taken and (Y/N) was not returned. Wilbur decides for a true democracy you must have an election, and oh that goes horribly. (Y/N) is left with Dream...