Dream POV:
The familiar bundle of nerves shake my mind as I am called to Technoblade's desk again.
"Dream, amazing to see you once again!"
I pause, not out of fear, out of confusion. Technoblade usually skips intro's and gets to the point. Why start greeting now?
"Is everything okay, sir?"
"Well I will cut right to the chase, Wilbur stepped down from his position."
A slight smiles brightens my face.
"Yes he resigned! You can finally speak your mind!"
"He is stepping down to run for President."
I scoff and almost roll my eyes.
"Ha! Good luck beating you, sir!"
"Dream, I am stepping down from being President."
My eyes widen as I panic.
"WHAT! WHY!"
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Away From The War ~ A Dreamnotfound Fanfiction
Short StoryIn a secluded luscious garden, far far away, two boys have their first interaction. They find their safe place within each other, a place away from the violence and blood shed. Away from the war. WARNING! Technoblade is used in this story. I underst...
