What..what are you doing? what is this feeling? DSMP Dream angst :]

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Time skip
4 days later
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Dream sat in the box, his dull eyes looking out the small rectangle that is in the box door. His head resting on his knees, his hair more clean than before. He was lost in thought. He watched, although he wasn't really watching, the lava dropped, revealing a smiling short man.

Quackity walked over to the small box and opened it, the water flooding out a little bit, the dirtiness of the water contaminating the rest of it. He smiled at that thought, the thought that dream was still bleeding, and wounded.

Dream plopped out of the box door, halfway in the box, in the water, and his head resting on his crossed arms on the prison floor.

"Get up, we aren't done!" Quackity exclaimed, kicked the side of dreams disheveled form.

Walking away from the bloody blonde lump, sharpening his pocket knife, then polishing it with a dry cloth.

"Today will be a little bit... Different. Ever since I found out you can't die, I've been concocting up some plans, and I have come to some conclusions!" Quackity explained, a pep in his step and a cheer in his voice.

Turning around, he puts his freshly sharpened knife in his shoe. Clasping his hands, rubbing them together, he moves to the side and makes a motion for dream to come to him. Dream reluctantly stands up, taller than last, taller than the duck. Walking, limping, over to the short man, he looks down at the smiling face. Feeling the blood pool down his face, dripping into the obsidian.

Quackity gripped dreams shoulders. "Now then, how about a demonstration?" He whispered aggressively, gripping his shoulders tightly and then, within about a millisecond, dream was flying towards the lava. It took a second to sit in, he snapped back to reality when he hit the boiling hot lava. His body was on fire, he screamed, or at least attempted, but his lungs filled up with lava, making his screams gurgled. He screamed for Sam, but it came out gurgled. His lungs felt like they were burning, because, they quite literally are. He felt so hot, and burned, his pain and agony lasting only about a second, though it felt like it lasted years. Respawning was almost as painful as burning.

White blinded him as he respawned.

"Are you ready for round two?" Quackity asked menacingly.

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Sorry, sorry, SORRY!! I'm so sorry for not posting for so long, and I won't be able to the rest of this week, because I have concerts, and awards nights, and naka kan, I don't have enough time! I'm so very sorry, here is your update chapter! Sorry it's so short!!! I promise I'll make it up to you with a larger chapter when I get the chance!!

~Wally Darling

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