Nation SMP: The Smile That Never Ends

Chapter 4: Not this again.

Dream, the most powerful, Dream. Everyone feared him, Why? He's fast, strong, and quick thinking. Eventually he heard about the van, he was against it. The van blowing up was very common, Wilbur did give up hope on it. Now, Wilbur was a free man, no stress, nothing to worry about. Though, one thing still haunted him, he still owed Dream a favor. Not this again. Dream was the manipulative king, everyone was manipulated by him, including Zero. You sound insane Wilbur! Wilburs thoughts got worse. Not like Technos though, he only thought these thoughts when he was scared. Wanted posters were almost everywhere. That stressed Wilbur out, it made him scared of what else to come. He was sat down on a bench, nearby the remains of L'hellburg. He was watching the flag move with the wind. A figure caught the corner of his eye. He stared at the figure, the figure stared back. The figure then drew out a crossbow, and shot. Wilbur dogged quickly, plummeting to the ground. "OI PRICK, WHAT WAS THAT FOR!?" He yelled at the figure, standing back up. The figure took a step closer, details becoming more visible. A green hoodie, and smiling mask, and gin across their face..
Dream.
Wilbur stared at the man, he started hyperventilating. Sam. Sam must be close.. the prison! He thought quickly. "Well hello there Wilbur. Fancy seeing you here. As I recall, you owe me." Dream said, grinning. Wilbur back away, he planned out a quick route towards the prison in his head. "No. I don't, alright? Just- leave me alone?" Wilbur hesitated.
"Oh I will, but you owe me. Now, give me those disk Soot." Dream responded.
Wilbur shook his head, "I don't have them."
"I know you do, Soot. Now give them."
Wilbur shook his head once more. Quackity had them, not him.
"If you don't have them, find them, and give them to me." Dream added
"No." Wilbur responded.
Dream gave Wilbur a look, "give them to me."
Wilbur shook his head.
"Guess that means the other option." Dream took out a sword.
Wilbur back away, the green guy ran towards him. Eventually, it was a game of cat and mouse. Wilbur ran, and ran. Though, running from a speed runner wasn't a good idea. Dream caught up quickly. "SAM! NOWS A GOOD TIME TO DO YOUR JOB-" Dream caused Wilbur to cut off by pushing him onto the ground. "Sams not here, so what fun this'll be." Dream said, putting his foot on Wilbur's chest, making it almost impossible for Wilbur to escape. Wilbur struggled, he tried moving as much as he can. He grabbed a nearby stick, and threw it on Dreams face. Dreams foot finally moved, making a small enough pace for Wilbur to run into the prison. Dream, didn't follow. Wilbur walked in on Sam at the counter. "Oh, hey Wil." Sam said, "Sam. Did Dream escape?" Wilbur asked. Sam hesitated, "yeah.. how'd you know."
"Well, I encountered him."
"What'd he tell you?"
"Nothing, just stuff."
Sam gave Wilbur a look, "alright."
"See you around." Wilbur quickly walked out. He knows, he knows he knows. Wilbur was more stressed then ever. Knowing that the person stronger than himself, is after him, worried Wilbur. He walked back to his van, and sat down. He wrote in up his diary, then tucked it away. He took out a disk, and put it in a jukebox. Mellohi started playing. Not this again..