[Hello fellow People, I have returned with another chapter!
For those who didn't see, I slightly edited Chapter 11 because I noticed that it would take longer to do this-So I apologize if any of you get confused.
I'll be editing this book once I finish it so it turns out better. I hope you all understand]
//Tw//
Blood, mentions killing/Execution, Minor Swearing
No one's POV
"Where the fuck are those two?!" Quackity shouted out, his voice sounding extremely pissed off as he began to yell at the people behind him.
"They were just here-" Fundy tried speaking up, but he was immediately cut off by the loud shouts Quackity threw at him.
He tucked his ears down as the shouting made his ears sensitive.
Sam pulled Fundy away, gesturing to him to look around with the others. And so he did.
He hurriedly ran away as he didn't want to be a single minute with Quackity.
"I'm glad Sam was there" Fundy huffed out in frustration,
"I don't think I can last Quackity's anger any longer, He's gone insanely pissed off ever since George took Dream and escaped!"
"Tell me about it" Tubbo let out a small sigh,
"I haven't had a proper good night's rest since then, it's been weeks"
"Then we better find those bastards" Tommy said,
"The sooner we get Dream the sooner this will all end"
Fundy and Tubbo looked over at Tommy, the both giving each other awkward glances. Tommy noticed how awfully quiet the two had gotten after he said that, and soon he caught on.
Tommy let out a long sigh, "Let me guess-" He said.
"You don't want us to find him? You don't want us to kill him, am I right?"
Tubbo frowned, he tilted his head to the ground-he couldn't look at his best friend. Tommy knew the answer and he couldn't do anything but not look him in the eyes.
"Tubbo have you forgotten what he did to us!? He manipulated us-He killed me! He made my life a living hell and so did he do to yours and you're now defending him? Even after all he shit he did to the server, you're taking his side?" Tommy said
"Listen Tommy, we're not 'quite' taking his side-It's just that what's the point of killing Dream now if we were doing just fine when he was in prison for those past five years?" Tubbo exclaimed,
"Besides we can't just blame him for all the crazy shit that happened on the server! We did some awful things too-How is Dream any different from us?!"
"Because he's the one who started all of this! Tubbo you can't deny-"
"Oh but I can" Tubbo lost it, he grabbed his axe and swung it directly at Tommy. The tip of the sharp axe nearly meets the blonde's neck. Tommy took a step back from Tubbo, his eyes widened in shock as what had just happened.
"I'll make sure you won't lay a finger on Dream, You or the rest who are planning to kill him. Tubbo said.
Fundy went over to grab the axe from Tubbo's grasp and held it down. "Tubbo calm down, Not in front of the rest" He whispered into his ear.
"You fucking crazy" Tommy grit his teeth. He grabbed his sword from the ground and walked away from them, he didn't even glance back at them with regret.
Tubbo let out a small sigh, he flopped onto the couch beside him as he closed his eyes.
"What am I gonna do now? He hates me" Tubbo said.
Fundy sat down beside him, "You can't blame yourself for him hating you" He said
"You did the right thing, even if it was taking Dream's side-It was the right thing to do"
"You think so?"
Fundy nodded
"Thanks Fundy"
"Anytime man-"
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