encore - dream smp au

nine

slime was collapsed on the ground.

my head spun around, seeing as minx now stood. wisp had grabbed her arm, yet her other arm was extended as if she just threw something.

"what- what the fuck!?"

next thing i knew quackity had a grip on my wrist, as i pulled away from him. "i don't know who the fuck you think you are-"

quackity lost grip of me, yelling my name.

minx was below me, my fists making contact with her face.

now i was below her, and one swing of her fist made everything a blur.

my left ear rang, along with my right ear shortly after. the pressure of minx ontop of me had dissapeared, yet i couldn't make out what, or who, was above me.

the ringing became unbearable, as everything else was muffled, such as if it was happening in the room next door.

yet i could make out one thing.

"and i don't know who you think you are either."

schlatt stepped into the room, his expression changing as we made eye contact.

"where's slime?"

"ivy i told you-"

"i don't need a dad lecture right now, where is he?!" i could already feel tears fall down my cheeks.

"he's with quackity, that's all i know." schlatt replied, his tone didn't sound to intrigued about anything.

i wiped my eyes, noticing my rough hands. dried blood seemed to be slightly rinsed off, along with under my nails.

"i tried to clean your hands up, did minx dirty."

"what?"

"q told me you punched her, gave her a bloody nose and a pretty gnarly bruise." yet, he seemed to smile after that sentence.

"you're happy about that?"

"she deserved it, good to know you atleast can blow a few punches." schlatt pulled a chair up to me, spinning it around so he straddled the back of the chair.

"so, where's minx-"

loud banging cut me off, and schlatt's head spun towards the door. he rushed out of the room, no words escaping his mouth.

i sat up in the bed, swinging my legs over the edge.

"what do you mean?!" echoed down the hall, i couldn't make out anything else except for panicked tones.

i got up, peering out of the doorway and down the hall. quackity stood with schlatt, in full netherite armor.

"shit." was all schlatt said, before turning and making his way towards me.

"what's going on?" i asked, locking eyes with quackity at the end of the hallway.

"where's your armor- put your armor on." schlatt stuttered, pulling his armor off of display.

"why?! who's here?"

"morant" q stated, holding his sword close.

"schlatt you need to hide- we cannot go out there!" quackity yelled, as schlatt reached for the door.

"what? are we gonna sit here all day?"

"no-"

"c'mon."

schlatt lead us through las nevadas as q cautiously looked around. "they could be above-"

"would you shut it?! what happened to you all strong and mighty? shit gets serious and suddenly now you're all worried?" schlatt yells, pointing his sword at q.

"well-"

screaming and yelling in the distance  cut q off, and i automatically recognized the voices.

without a second thought i bolted off, running in the direction.

schlatt and q yelled after me, eventually following behind.