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Chapter six: Gunpowder In The Air, Rhinestones In The Sky :Revive!Bur POV

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I watched the 'beautiful' heart statue crumble and burn with a smile spread across my face. I laughed as gunpowder filled the air, the sky turning an odd reddish - pink color due to the ash and dust. I hummed a light tune, thinking of him, "suki suki daisuki~," I sang aloud; I was enjoying this, the fact that now that I was back. The fact that now nothing could keep me from making George mine! All mine, too start I need to eliminate everything made by the ghost: that weak, crybaby, fearful fuck.

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"Oh darling, you'll never truly miss it; I'm the better one, I'm here now." I was talking to myself as I burned a braided bracelet made from blue wool and yellow flowers. The flowers had withered in my hands as usual. I had no remorse for anything I was doing, why would I!? He needs to know he's mine and can't be holding on to someone else. I'm just helping him learn that, that simple, nothing bad about it! I realized I was giggling again, not only that but I was gripping my hair in one hand and one of his shirts in the other, held near my face. I began muttering the same thing over and over again; "Suki suki daisuki," I couldn't stop myself, nor did I want to.

Item after item things were destroyed: burned, ripped, eliminated. Then I left behind something signifying me! Just like the Ghost, nothing was left except the better version! I must admit this part of the plan has gone extremely smooth! Now the next part, to study what he does on a daily basis: who he's closest to, eliminate them if needed, learn what he likes.

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George's POV

I smelt fire, the sky had turned a horrible curdled red, and I could see the smoke and ash all around the area of my home and my path. Excusing myself from the picnic with Philza, Techno, and Tommy I ran home. Along the path were withered vines full of thorns, yet they moved to make a perfect path for me to walk but reclosed to their original position behind me. But the statue... the heart statue Ghostbur made for me, the one we carved our names in.. was blown to bits, the ash settled meaning it happened hours ago.

After surveying the damage and realizing nothing but debry and ash was left, I teleported home. This took a lot of energy. As I looked around my home I could just see the things Ghostbur made for me, and the things we shared, were completely obliterated. I dropped down, the flower crown he made ripped, the dandelions withered.. Just like in the garden, just like the vines on my path. I hugged my shoulders and screamed at the top of my lungs: screaming hard, feeling my breath rip at my lungs and throat, feeling it go raw, I screamed till I couldn't.

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Philza's POV

We heard the scream sixteen minutes after George excused himself. Techno jumped up, grabbing Tommy by the back of the shirt and lifting him up. I stood up and we ran in the direction of George's home; I was slightly falling behind due to not being as spry and young as I used to be. None the less I kept on

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We arrived on the dark wood part of George's path only to see withered vines. "Dear fuck, those have been showing up everywhere, especally if it has to do with George!" Tommy shouted, Techno was about to say something but I cut him off. Unfolding my wings I grabbed Tommy and tossed him on my back; lifting off the ground I grabbed Techno by the back of the shirt and flew over the vines until we landed on George's door step. Techno was the first to enter, then Tommy, then me, "George!!," it surprisingly was Techno panicking the most. Yet again it was understandable they've been close for a while.

Techno ran to George's side, hugging him tightly then asking a whole load of questions, one's of which I tuned out looking around his home. Spots of the floors were burned but around the burned places was wet like the person who did this didn't want to burn the place down. Ashes were spread around, things were torn up; looking closer, piecing things together I realized the things that were ruined were either from or made by Ghostbur. "Odd.." I muttered, confused beyond everything.

"What Phil?" Tommy asked me, George was still crying but now into Techno's shoulder, Techno was now listening to me. "The only things destroyed were either made or from Ghostbur.. And no extreme damage was caused to the home..- Whoever did this has some other motive, either to hurt George emotionally or..- well I'm not sure what else but it's still odd." I stated, then Tommy piped up; "Wilbur was always kind of.. Like 'no one else can have him' type thing for George.. And he was just revived..." After that it was silent.

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