1.2 The meeting

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Tommy's pov:

No, they will come back and get me, right?

They never came... I spend days sitting on the same fucking spot and waiting for those assholes to get me.

I was to scared to go eat something because I thought they might come back while I am gone ... I didn't eat for one week till I got so hungry that I couldn't take it anymore.

So I went to find something to eat... Without success... I came back to my spot about two hours later without finding a single thing to eat...

It was already getting late so I just laid (?) down and tried to sleep... I slept in eventually.

I woke up a few hours later because someone was shaking me... My eyes flew open expecting to see dad, Wilbur or techno... But no... The one thing I saw was a man in a green hoddie and a smile mask  on... He was scarry.

"Who the heck are you?!" I screamed. The man spoke calmly:"Hey little guy, what are you doing out here? Where are your parents?"

I stayed quiet, but he seemed to understand...

That day I met him, my protector, my friend, my lovely brother, Dream.

He took me in and gave me food and protected me from Monsters and always cuddled with me when I was sad...

At least he did so in the past...

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