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He tapped his foot on the dark wood floor, same spot as yesterday. It was already 2pm and no sign of Dream anywhere.

Fundy was starting to have some doubts, but none large enough to take over his real evil thoughts.

Is he even coming? He hoped he would, he didn't want to have to change the plan all over again.

Fundy groaned loudly. He was getting very impatient. Whats taking him so long?

Fundy grew annoyed, and stopped himself from just leaving. After a few more hours of waiting, it finally reached 5. The sun was starting to dim, and all the beautiful sights he planned so long ago to show him started to fade.

So did his hope. He was fully convinced he wasn't going to show up anytime soon.

This made him furious. Why does all the bad things happen to me?! He snatched the keys from his pocket, and threw it on the floor. He didn't really need them for anything anyway.

He started to make his way down the wooden ramp, sadly dragging his hand against the cold metal railing.

Sigh. He imagined going home and having to tell Ninja, He didn't show up.

He cringed at how weak and pathetic this made him look. How embarrassing this was.

He started to rethink his plan, already knowing for sure he'd have to change it up for the third time.

The waterworks started to form. As soon as a tear tried to escape his eye socket, it was pushed back in but a cotton material.

Arms wrapped around Fundys neck. It startled him a bit, but he started to make out the features in the person before him.

"Dream?"

"I'm really, really sorry Fundy.." He tighten his grip around Fundy, any tighter and Fundy wouldn't be able to breath. "M-My car crashed, and i couldn't find George at all today.." Dream was now the one crying.

Luckily, Fundy knew how to fake cry, so he didn't really mean for the tear before. He realized that Dream could be too, since they both have the same thoughts.

"Oh yeah?" Fundy asked sarcastically. Dream couldn't fool him, they might be the same, but Fundy was much better at telling when people are lying.

He pulled back, and wiped his tears with his T-shirt. "Worth a shot i guess. But i did crash my car tho."

They both started laughing.

"So, you wanna finish the hangout?" Fundy tried to ignore the fact he was already 2 hours late.

"Sure." Dream shot up, already looking like he didn't just cry a few minutes ago. He ran around him, and went to the same spot Fundy just was.

Once he caught up, Fundy saw Dream begging the nearest shop to let him quickly by a drink before they closed. He grabbed a chair and got comfy in his seat as he waited.

Dream later came back with two glass bottles of cola, and a metal bottle opener.

"So, i wanna talk to you about something." Dream grabbed the tool and adjusted it to where he could push off the cap.

"Go ahead." Fundy did the same thing with the duplicate of the tool.

"I heard that we.." He took a sip, and sighed. "are the same."

"How so?" He tilted his head like he was confused, but he already knew from the start. He tried not to start dying of laughter at the thought of how clueless he was to him.

"Well, like how we think about things. But not the good things, you get it?" Dream tried to explain, but if Fundy didn't know what he was talking about already, he would have no clue what he was trying to say.

Dream groaned, already giving up and deciding to just say it. "We are both apparently manipulative. Like we are both good at tricking people."

"I know what 'manipulative' means." He scoffed "And yeah i know what you mean." Fundy suddenly had this great idea pop into his head.

"What if we worked together. We clearly can understand each other a lot better. Your good at getting on peoples good sides, and i can easily get away with anything." He bragged, knowing the plan would work one hundred percent.

"Really? Anything? Yeah, your funny."

Fundy raised his eyebrow, "You wanna bet?"

"Yeah. I'll bet you that i'll make.." He paused, thinking about what Fundy cared about, about who he loved. "Ninja! Bet i can make him fall for me. I'll easily snatch him right out your hands." He leaned in, teasing him. "Since, i already have you wrapped around my finger."

Fundy knew he never loved Ninja. He also knew that with that, it would be easy to win. "Then i'll take George." He smirked, this should be easy. He always wanted to make Dream jealous, and this was the perfect opportunity. A small amount of stress started to rise as Dream got more and more confident.

Wanna play? Lets motherfucking play.

"And wrapped around your finger? Trust me, ill make you want to be around me 24/7 if i have to."

"Oh? Are you purposing a game?"

"Maybe i am, and i know i'll win."

"You'll be my bitch soon."

Wait what? That caught Fundy off guard, did Dream really think he had a chance? Was he actually confident that he would win?

Fundy started to actually wanna play this game. A little fun won't hurt, and besides, he could do whatever he wanted to him.

"Start off little by little." Fundy said, eliminating the weaker ones first. "If i win.." He hesitated "I kill sapnap."

Dream didn't show any emotion, but he could tell he was starting to sweat. "If i win, i kill.."

"Wilbur."

Wilbur huh? My dad? This should be fun.

He loved taking risks, especially when this much adrenaline turns into a little frenzy in his mind.

He was really ready this time. He was ready to feel what it was like to be.. dangerous.

He could make George finally regret his decision, he could finally get rid of ninja, all because of his messed up mind.

He wasn't actually going to take this game too far..

right?

Shall the game begin!