"Oh dear~?" dream hmmed in a single song way scaring the shit out of Fundy as a chill ran down his spin.
'Fuck fuck fuck fuck!' Fundy whispers, rushing around grabbing stuff to bring with him.
"darling where are you? " dream say, Fundy could hear him walking over the stairs.
"Please come out love..." dream says sound Almost like in a pleading tone one he used back then. Dream waited before continues on.
Fundy hesitated his thoughts running at 50mils let sec as contemplate if he should run or move the Dresser, as if he was gonna go out there and face dream.
Fundy was taking aback by the thought. before grabbing the small bag he was packing while rushing around the room.
Out side of the room dream looked around the house as he .
He started moving around, messing with the door nob. Worried, he didn't want freak Fundy out, but he also wanted to break the door down.
Dream wasn't getting any calmer the longer the paced in front of the door. The more quiet it got the more he started to move, the more he move the more he got anxous the more his thoughts started to run wild.
starting to circle around the door, the more he wanted to break it.
He's trying his best, trying not to be aggressive, trying not to scare Fundy, trying not to revert back to prison.
Trying so hard to be patient with fundy. Trying to "calmly" wait for Fundy to just open the damn door.
But the seconds passing felt like minutes and those minutes felt like hours. Well who would blame him- [a lot of people would-]
His sense of time is fucked up if anything, I mean he was stuck in a obsidian prison cell with no escape, and no clock.
Dreams passion was running dry. So dry that he snapped as he began to bang on the door once more.
In the room, Fundy was having trouble, it may seem so obvious of the choose he should make I mean for fuck sakes of he should of been gone by know in all honesty he had the time. Dream probably wouldn't of noticed if he'd snuffed out the window and ran.
So why did he stay? He doesn't practically know the answer to be honested he was stuck between running to away or running towards the door and moving the shit out of the way to let... To let dream in.
He doesn't particularly hate the thought.. But he couldn't. He shouldn't. After battling with himself on between opening the door or leaving he finally choose. But before he could even get back in motion, banging was hear from the door again.
It startled him, he couldn't move for some reason.
"Fundy" is all he heard from the other side of the door, it started him, made his heart race for some reason.
"Open the" a short pause I heard before he continued "open the door, please" Fundy couldn't tell the tone but for some reason it made him want to open it. His feelings are being contradicting and he doesn't know what to do.
"Fundy, open the door" Fundy dosen't understand why it sounds so sweet to hear his name out of that psychos mouth.
"Fundy, can we not fight anymore, please?" Fundy
Fundy was in fight or flight mode, was about to run for it. He knew he couldn't win against dream!
Author here, I don't really like this chapter and will be re-writing it later, but I felt bad for keeping you waiting
- ps I'm making more stories Hard to keep track of the ones I already have drafted lmao
Update- I changed it a bit and chapter 3 is coming out soon!!!!. . . Maybe
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"I'll chase you till the needs of the earth"
Fanfictionafter escaping prisons dream sets out to find his husband. Unaware he has a child. Fundy is getting by as he raises his child alone in the middle of the woods just like his grandfather, I guess the Apple doesn't fall far from the tree ay? Fundy is...
