POV: Ghostdrè
We all wip around to see a man standing there. He had a scar across one of his eyes, and black hair with a benie ontop of it. I remeberd him form my memory. He was the one who hurt Alive-Me.
"Oh! Quackity what are you going here?" Tubbo asked nervously.
"I heard he was here," Quackity said, with venom in his voice. He glared at me, making me even more uneasy then I already was.
"So what? Why don't you leave if you're going to be rude?" Tommy spats.
"Chill. I'm just going to introduce myself to the....newbie..."
He comes over and extends a hand for me to shake. I look into the man's eyes. They were filled with hate. I then look down at his hand. My vision flashes back to the prison and then back to the man's hand.
I shaked my head, not wanting to him to tounch me. Tommy smriks. Quackity then procees to force me to shake his hand. I try to pull, my hand out of his grasp, but failed.
"Quackity, let him go, can't you see he's uncomfortable?" Tubbo speaks up for me.
"I'm TRYING to be nice and greet him," Quackity said, not letting go of my hand.
"L-let me go p-please..." I pled quietly.
"I don't like you...."
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FanfictionHello, this is a Dream angst, or a GhostDrè, find out what happens in the book! Warnings and explaining is in the frist chapter, or the introduction. 😑 P.S, art was created by me! !!!!!THIS CONTAINS NO SHIPS!!!!!! 《EDIT: IS NOW REWRITTEN UNDER THE...