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Twenty-six. Murderer.

    "YOU KILLED HIM?" I hold a hand over my mouth, taking a step back from Dream, bumping into Schlatt

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    "YOU KILLED HIM?" I hold a hand over my mouth, taking a step back from Dream, bumping into Schlatt.

"What're you talking about?" Schlatt asks, wrapping an arm around me and pulling me close to his chest.

"He deserved it Y/N..." Dream takes a step closer, his knuckles were bloody.

"Dream, leave her alone" Sapnap steps forward, placing a hand on Dream's shoulder.

"Stay out of this Sapnap!" Dream slaps Sapnap's hand off his shoulder.

"...he'll be okay right?" Bad whispers to Techno, they both look down at Tubbo as he cries by Tommy's side.

"N/N...listen-" Tubbo cuts Dream off.

"I finally got him back...I finally got to see my friend again, e-everything was finally normal...AND YOU TOOK HIM FROM ME!" Tubbo stands up and lunges at Dream, wrapping him in a choke hold.

Dream stumbles back, grabbing Tubbo's arms and pulling him off of him, throwing him to the ground.

"Will everyone fucking stop interrupting me?!" Dream yells.

"No, what the fuck is wrong with you? You killed a child Dream! You're a fucking monster!" I shout at him, Schlatt pulls me back as I try to grab Dream.

Dream looks at me, worried. "But Y-Y/N, you have to understand! He deserved it-" I cut him off.

"NO HE DIDN'T" I snap, Schlatt chuckles and leans down to whisper in my ear.

"Your eyes..."

I breathe out, my eyes wide, Dream looks at me confused.

"Your one of them?" He mumbles.

Before I can blink Schlatt is standing on top of Dream, his foot on his head as he held both of his wrists in his hand.

"What do you mean, one of them?" Schlatt asks aggressively, shoving Dream's head farther into the floor.

"Yeah, we- their normal people just like us, maybe except for the weird eye color changing part but yeah" Niki speaks up.

"None of you understand!" Dream grunts, trying to stand up. "Why are her pupils black? What do these fucking colors mean?!" He shouts.

"The colors determine your emotions. For example, someone with blue eyes-" I glance at George. "When their pupils turn blue they would be feeling either, jealous, or sad. And anyone with that eye color would be unfriendly, cold, and dangerous"

"I'm so fucking confused..." Sapnap mutters.

"Aren't we all" George rolls his eyes. "Schlatt let him go"

"Are you finally gonna stop acting like we weren't good friends?" Schlatt turns his head to George. "Or am I just gonna need to pretend too?"

"We were never friends Schlatt" George shakes his head. "Now let the murderer go, I'll pay you"

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