I Can't Remember

[6] Quackity And Sapnap Are Disgustingly Smitten Over Each Other

The prison's lobby was hosting a party of five. The black and purple obsidian walls stretched out around them to eternity. A long table was set up in the middle of the prison lobby, with five chairs around it. There were blue pages and yellowed pieces of cloth scattered on the table. A box was circled on one of the blue pages– the blueprints of the prison. Sam was hunched over the blueprints of the prison cell which held Dream– the Pandora's Vault. Quackity was explaining something to Sapnap and George.

Meanwhile, Eret was scanning the yellowed cloth pieces, as if they were hoping to catch a detail they had missed. On closer inspection, one would see that those weren't just cloth rags, they were the map of the Dream SMP- both Greater SMP and surrounding areas. The countries were labelled in other pieces of cloth, also yellowed from age.

"I don't get it," Sam said, still looking at the blueprints. "There's no way, no way, Dream could have escaped. There's absolutely no chink in the armour, I made sure of it!"

George nodded, also looking at the map. He decided to tell everyone what had happened while Ranboo was visiting.

"Ranboo and Dream didn't try to leave the prison, they just stood at their place, waiting for something," George said. Sapnap gave him a confused glance.

"What do you mean, George? You were trying to mine the Obsidian away, right? They should've been in a hurry to at least do something. What else did you see?" Sapnap asked.

"Well... Ranboo had an Enderchest with him which had water. He must've had a water bucket. He also had TNT, obviously, and a flint and steel. Now, I'll just say, some descriptions might be off, I wasn't paying full attention.

Alright so there was a TNT placed next to the enderchest, Dream had a flint and steel and he was holding onto Ranboo really tightly. Then, Ranboo flicked his hand and started counting. Dream lit the TNT at a count of 5, just as I broke the obsidian barrier. The TNT destroyed the open enderchest, sadly, so we can't use it. That might have been the purpose of the TNT in the first place, though.

The strange thing is that they just disappeared after the explosion, with no trace. After I woke up from the explosion, I remember seeing the prison cell so empty. You'd think that Dream had never been there at all," George spoke. He huffed, trying to steady his agitated mind. The memories might not be that bad, but the conclusion itself brought heaviness to his stomach.

Sapnap and Quackity filled in their parts of the story, telling George about the non-existent findings of their search. The whole time, Sam stood in his corner, letting his thoughts simmer like the sluggish drift of a river.

"What I don't get is that you said Ranboo had materials. I made sure he had nothing in him, this can't be right," Sam said. George shook his head, looking at the man with wide eyes.

"Well, obviously, you didn't check well enough!" George shouted.

"Or maybe, you went light on him!" Sam glared at George as he spoke the next words, venom lacing the syllables. "Yeah, I've seen how you used to be around Dream. I don't know what sort of cliche romance plot is going on between you guys-"

"That's enough!"

Everyone in the room snapped their heads towards Sapnap, except George, who was staring straight ahead, refusing to acknowledge that last sentence.

Sapnap's chest heaved as he stood in his place, glaring at Sam as he started speaking.

"Sam, I don't care what you think about George's relation with Dream, or any relations we've had with each other in the past., the three of us. You didn't know us then and you don't know us now." The man took a deep breath, attempting to manage his conflicting thoughts. "It'll be better if you stop assuming shit about us. Dream was our best friend. His betrayals hurt us more than anyone else in this room, so it's safe to say we hate him the most as well. So, if you're assuming we went light on the security, then go to hell, you hybrid bastard."