My Biggest Mistake (DreamSMP)

He Knows You're Here

Phil pours some warm milk into four mugs as I stare through the window. I'm pretty sure there's a big storm coming since it's been raining all day. Luckily we don't have to go anywhere. And even if we did, Phil won't allow us to go anywhere and wants us to stay in bed all day.

'What I don't understand is why Quackity would tell us that Wilbur can unblock powers.'

'Because he knows I won't ever do it again.' Wilbur is suddenly standing in the doorway with Tommy standing behind him.

As Phil puts some chocolate into the milk, Tommy and I take our mugs. We all sit down and Phil puts Wilbur's mug in front of him.

'Wilbur,' I notice him looking down at his chocolate milk, why does he seem so sad? 'can Quackity shut people's powers off when he shifts into you?'

'No. He's tried.'

'On who?'

He keeps staring at the mug with furrowed eyebrows. 'I don't know.'

He's lying

There's a knock on the door, I glance at the door. 'Was Nikki supposed to drop by today?'

Phil takes out his sword. 'No.'

I take out my sword too and gesture the others to stay back. After hearing another knock, I walk out of the kitchen, towards the front door. I wait for another knock before opening the door and holding my sword up.

A small boy with brown hair and small horns is standing in front of me. I recognise him immediately. 'What are you doing here?'

'I don't have anywhere else to go.'

He's completely soaked and seems to be shaking, which wouldn't be surprising as it's quite cold today. You can tell autumn is coming.

After shortly inspecting everything outside, I let him inside and put my sword back. I lead him into the kitchen, where the rest is waiting anxiously.

'Tubbo?' Phil recognises him too, apparently, and even knows his name. 'Are you okay, mate?'

Tubbo walks over to Phil who crouches down to him. 'My dad died.'

He's pretty straightforward I quess.

Phil takes Tubbo's small hand. 'Come on, let's get you some dry clothes. You can loan some from Tommy.'

Tommy smiles at Tubbo as he walks away.

I feel Wilbur's eyes staring at me. 'Who is he?'

'That's Tubbo.'

'Yeah I get that, but like- who is he?'

'He's the reason I ever got control over the voices.' I sit down at the kitchen table. 'Let me tell you a story.'

I feel drawn to a house. The voices tell me they feel people in the house. Two people.
But they also feel something else, which they won't share with me.

The voices take me into the house.

A scream and a thud later, I hear a voice count; thirty two.'

They take me upstairs, where the feeling becomes stronger. The voices let me in on the feeling.

Fear.

I open the door to a bedroom, I stare at a small boy, scared of some monster under his bed or in his closet.

But it came through the door.