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-Meanwhile, with Fundy and Sam, Fundy’s perspective-
Sam eyed the fox hybrid as he signed the book, observing him with his arms crossed. Why? Fundy didn’t know. He didn’t need to be so cautious.
“Hello, Sam,” Fundy greeted.
“Hello, Fundy. It’s been a while.” His tone and mannerisms clearly showed he was setting up a line between being a friend and being a Warden. Now he was not acting as a friend “How’ve you and the others been since Wilbur’s back?”
“Pretty good, actually. Phill’s keeping a watchful eye on him incase he tries to... repeat his actions.”
“Which one? Blowing up your home, or getting himself killed?”
“Both.” Fundy looked away. “Puffy is giving him therapy sessions. She has a knack for those kinds of things.”
“I see...”
2 months back, out of the blue, Wilbur was brought back to life. He was found sleeping right outside Phill’s house. No one knew exactly how he was brought back, nor did they know why he was at his father’s doorstep. The once dead man didn’t have a clue, either. Eret, the current king of the Dream SMP, and Punz, acting as leader, thought it would be best to investigate the cause.
The results?
Nada...
After a long security check, they were walking to Dream’s prison cell. “Does he know you’re here?” Sam Looked over his shoulder at him.
Fundy clicked his tongue, annoyed. “Am i still a child? Who needs his permission?”
“Touché...”
Silence.
“But seriously Fundy, you need to talk to him. Like actually talk to him. He won’t know what’s in your mind unless you convey your thoughts properly. And since the war is over, and Dream’s stuck here, do it—“
The Fox hybrid-man snapped, “Dude, i get it. Can you please stop acting like Phill, and not bother me about my own family affairs?”
A pause. “...Sorry,” the warden apologized. “I’m worried about you.”
“...Yeah. Thanks.”
“...What’s your purpose visiting Dream? It’s quite unexpected from you.”
Fundy halted, and Sam stopped moving to look back at him. “I... I just wanted to ask him something...”
Sam stared at him. “Why he left you at the altar during your wedding?”
He flinched at the blunt statement, but nodded. “At first, I thought he was having a secret affair with George before i proposed, but... during all the wars we fought, all the fighting and backstabbing made me question their relationship. George probably had a thing for Dream, but Dream never...”
“Never what?”
“He-he didn’t seem to like George that way... No, it’s more like he wasn’t interested in romantic relationships in the first place.” Sam continued to stare at him, probably frowning. “I want to know his reasons why he left me. That’s it. Then I’m not coming back.”
“...Okay.”
They continued walking.
Fundy whistled as he looked around the obsidian walls. “How’s Dream doing after being locked up here for 8 months?”
“He won’t attack you, if that’s what you’re saying.” Sam said.
He frowned. “Did you do something to make him behave?”
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