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Guilt|💞...

This will be new, and probably will make Dream apologists to not be that mad at Quackity. But seriously. I never saw something like this.

!Platonical! please don't ship Quackwastaken in this comment section.

*Realising Quackity and Dream dosen't have a duo name*

Quackity was sitting in his chair, looking at a blood soaked shear in his hands. He felt something unusual, this feeling hurt his heart, and made him discusted every time he tought about the things he did with Dream. He didn't understood this feeling, so he decided to talk to the only person he trusted.

"You called, Quackity from Las Nevadas?" Charlie entered the room, a happy smile plastered on his face as always.

"Yeah. I have to ask you something." The duck hybrid put the weapon away, and gestured his friend to sit down.

"What is bothering you, Quackity from Las Nevadas?" The boy sat down, his voice held concern and worry.

"I... Did something not so nice to someone. And now I'm discusted every time I think about it." The boy explained, and the slime looked at him with a suprised expression.

"Quackity from Las Nevadas, this feeling is called guilt I belive. You probably feel bad for what you've done. I think you have to make up for it to that person. (Is this a good scentence?)" The slime said, a smile formed on his lips again.
"But I'm sure you'll figure it out." He stood up, and left the room with the duck hybrid, who sank deeper in his toughts. He felt guilty? But he did the right thing by torturing Dream. He made everyone suffer... So why did he felt bad? Is this another one of Dream's games?
Or he's not doing the right thing.... I mean it was possible.... And he started to realise this. He had to talk to Sam and the rest of the server. He had to make the right choise. And he hoped that he didn't messed up too much.

Time skip brought to you by author's lazyness

After weeks of arguing, and talking, they finally came up with a plan. Dream will stay in Las Nevadas, and help around there, while he can be under Sam and Quackity's supervision.

Oh and Techno, Phil, and Connor wasn't invited.

Just a litle fun fact that can cause trouble.

The lava started lowering making Dream's eyes widen. He had such peacefull two weeks, he could sleep, meaning chocking himself untill he passed out, write, and just relax in general. Was it two weeks tought? He only guessed that (no he didn't). The point was that, he tought that Quackity finally gave up on getting the book, wich he will never gave up, since he has only a couple of months left anyways. Quackity stepped on the platform, making Dream curle up into a ball, shivering.

"Stand up." Was the command, and he did it, altought his leggs were shaky and weak. Eating potatos don't give you that many strenght to be honest. For his biggest suprise, the duck hybrid picked him up in bridal style. Quackity was suprised how light the prisoner was. He never noticed how skinny the admin become. Dream froze, and closed his eyes, trying his best not to tremble. He failed, of course, but author mentoined it for the effort. The black haired man just sighed, stepping on the platform, and heading out of the cell. Sam then lead them trought the prison. When the trio (I just noticed that they don't have a trio name. Or just I don't know it.-A/N.) Stepped outside, Dream cowered his eyes out of reflex. He felt a slimey hand touch his, peeling it off from his face. He felt something plastic placed on his nose and ears, and he slowly opened his eyes. They were sunglasses. He was confused. Were they going to finally execute him? Where was they going? And who is this brown haired boy with glasses bouncing beside Quackity?

(Slime will never die. This isn't a book about him)

They stepped in a huge country called Las nevadas. Dream guessed it was built while he was rotting in prison. They arrived at a dice, and to Dteam's biggest suprise, Sam pushes a hidden button, and the blocks open, revealing the inside of the structure.

(Blocked ingots can't get destroyed without picaxe in this AU-A/N)

It was covered with iron blocks, the room was about 7x3x5 block, there was a bed, some chests, a bookshelf, in the middle of the room a quarz table with four chairs around it. There was a litle separated area, about 2x3x4, where a shower and a toilet was placed. Quackity walked to the bed, and put Dream on it, who looked extremly confused. The duck hybrid explained him the situation, while started treating the wounds he caused. Sam handed the ex prisoner a piece of bread, what he took with a thankfull glance. The creeper hybrid's expression softened at the cute face Dream made while eating the fluffy bread made by Niki.

"What is this?" Dream froze, and looked at his arm where Quackity pointed. It was a counter, the black numbers standing out from the pale and greyish skin.

"It's... A timer.... Shows that... Uh... When I will be able to revive a person again..." Dream said. It was clear he was lying, his face gave it away. But Quackity didn't wanted to pressure the man to telling him the truth.

Oh how he wishes now that he did that while it was not late...

(Guess what's the timer. If you get it right, you get a role in a chapter where you can comfort Dream.)

Part two is coming really soon.