"Was I even good enough for you?" //Dream + Dnf angst?//

Chapter 7 | The execution

//Tw//
Blood, execution, cursing, mentions of death, mention of torture

No one's POV

"It's time!"

Quackity scanned the crowd Infront of him, almost everyone was here. Even Ranboo was there, surprised he hadn't forgotten.
He noticed an empty seat in the front row, the seat were a familiar brunette was suppose to sit in. Though he didn't really care at all, as long as he wasn't here to make a whole scene then it was okay with him.

"Sam can you take of the sack?" Quackity asked Sam who was right next to Dream. Sam just nodded before grabbing the tip of the sack and harshly pulling it off of Dream's head, making him slightly groan in annoyance. "Jeez a little gently next time? Are you always this aggressive or just towards me" Dream let out a small scoff in annoyance.

Dream's POV

Sam is really starting to get on my nerves now, I can't even ask a simple question without being judged by him! It's not my fault I can't remember anything about those creatures or who I am or who they are.

I regained my strength back and pulled himself to look upfront.
I sat there facing the while a WHOLE crowd of people sat Infront, my hands twisted behind my back as they started to twitch in slight pain.

My eyes scanned the crowd, from my view and I at least saw about more than 30 people seated down.

'So many people in one place'

I have seen people before, but not this much in one area. Mostly because of my memories, I seemed to be more of a socializing person back then..so why am I feeling so stressed and sweaty? Is this something that someone feels when being... nervous?

"Dream" The short duck guy walked up to me with a giant axe in his arm. "You must be Quackity, the guy who tormented me! I've heard a lot about you" I let out a weak yet loud laughter.

"T-rormentor? Quackity you never told us anything about this!" A tall guy shouted out as he jumped up from his seat, revealing himself to be even taller.

He's super tall, like almost a giant! His skin was split in half, one side was white with a red eye and the other side was black with a green eye, they had many shiny jewelry all over themselves and a tucked black suit.

My eyes met with his for a moment before he looked down and sat back. "Don't look at his eyes if you don't want to get eaten alive" Sam said with a twist in his words. He grabbed me by the chin and turned my head to face Quackity once again.

"As I was saying" Quackity let out a small sigh. "Dream, do you know why you're here?" He asked.

No one's POV

Dream sat there with his eyes staring at Quackity's with the most visible confused look. "No..? Was I suppose to be told?"
Quackity just gave him a wide grin before he finally spoke up again. "No you weren't, I just wanted you to know once you got here. I'm surprised you came here without a fuz"

"Okay? Just tell me why I'm here. This better be important or else I'll tell Sam to take me back" Dream said.

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"Somethings wrong here Tubbo" Ranboo said as he stared at chained up man before his eyes. "What do you mean boo? I know you don't want him dead so don't bother telling me, I understand" Tubbo said, he was sat down at the corner with his eyes wandering around the place besides starting at the man.

"It's not that"
"Then what is it?" Tubbo asked Ranboo.

"It's just...it's just that I overheard Quackity saying that Dre- he came here without a fight and HE also wanted to go back to the prison."