Chapter 3: Discussion

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—Next morning, Community house, no one’s perspective—

“Thank you everyone for gathering here today on such short notice,” BadBoyHalo said loudly as the members of the SMP sat on their chairs. “I know it’s sudden, but we need to have this talk before anyone starts criticizing us later.”

“Criticize?” Punz frowned, crossing his arms as he stood behind Bad. “Is this related to the Egg?”

“Uh… no…” Bad swallowed hard, eyesing Ant from the corner of his eyes nervously. “...It’s about Dream…”

“What did he do now?” Quackity groaned, clearly pissed. “Swim in lava again?” Some members who disliked Dream sighed exasperatedly. Meanwhile, the people who were aware of the news were dead quiet as dread was written all over their faces.

“He...may have escaped… somehow?” His eyes squinted as his body cringed.

The hall was dead silent as the people were dumbstruck by the news. Punz suddenly started laughing, causing them to flinch when he disturbed the tense air.

“That’s funny, Bad,” he said, clapping his shoulder. “A way to start a meeting. But seriously, can we get to the point already? Some of us aren’t early risers and we had to drag our asses out of bed for this meeting. So—“

“It’s NOT a joke!” Bad swatted the hand away. “DREAM’S REALLY GONE!”

“What?” Quackity stood. “What do you mean he’s gone? What happened to the prison?!”

Antfrost stepped forward to answer this time. “Pandora’s vault collapsed.” He said, and everyone shifted uncomfortably. “The prison was bombed from the outside, so the ceiling broke down.”

“When did this happen?” Sapnap questioned.

“Around late afternoon. Me, Bad, Tubbo and Tommy searched for Dream the entire area the whole night. He’s gone!”

“What about Sam?” Punz questioned this time, his face paling. “Isn’t the warden supposed to prevent a prisoner from escaping?”

Bad turned to him, chewing the insides of his mouth. “...He got injured, badly. He and Fundy. Fundy came to visit Dream, but they couldn’t meet as the bombing happened. Right now Phill and Wilbur are tending them in their place. But we don’t know when they’ll wake up.”

“Shit…”

People began muttering and murmuring to themselves. Scared, confused, enraged.

“That’s not all.” Bad said, getting their attention again. “Dream didn’t escape on his own. He had an accomplice. Somebody helped him from the outside. A massive load of TNTs were dropped on the roof of the prison.”

“Who are the suspects?” Quackity asked urgently, looking restless as his fists were clenched tightly.

“Uhh,” Ant pulled a piece of paper and read it out loud. “Sapnap, George, Puffy, Technoblade and Ranboo.”

“Hey!” George called out, offended. “Why are Sapnap and me considered as suspects?!”

Quackity rolled his eyes. “Because you two are his closest and oldest friends.” He pointed out.

“We were ,” Sapnap corrected, gritting his teeth. “Did you forget that we betrayed him and helped you put that guy in prison?! His actions were getting out of hand.”

Ant raised his brows. “Why visit him, then? 2 days ago, you visited Dream. Your name is even written in the books!”

The raven haired man took a breath to calm himself down. “I just wanted to talk to him. That’s it. I didn’t conspire with him, nor had the thought of setting him free. Besides, he didn’t even talk to me. We were communicating through a book! I even threatened him that I’ll be the one to take his final life if he escaped.”

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