Replay || Minecraft Youtubers AU

Chapter 8

Skeppy POV:
"Techno?" I answered, he had decided to call me after all. I glanced at Wilbur, he looked unnaturally pale at the mention of Techno's name. I decided not to question it right now.

"Hey. I need your help." Techno said. His voice was nonchalant as ever, however, this time, there was a lace of nervousness.

"What happened? It must be serious for you to actually call me," I said with a laugh. Even I could tell it was humorless, almost tense. I looked back over to Wilbur, he gave me a knowing look.

"Yeah, some guy broke into my house and tried to kill me. I tied him up."

"What?! Are you actually serious?"

"Yup," he made a pop sound at the p

"Well, jeez, send me your address, I'll be there with some friends, don't let the guy get away."

I thought for moment, before yelling "ALSO, don't call the cops. No matter what. I'll explain later."

"Alright. Hurry up, it's really lonely here."

He hung up. I looked back to Wilbur, he was looking at me.

"If that man is who we think he is, we may be in some trouble," Wilbur said. I nodded gravely. My heart seemed to be racing a million miles. I was scared.

"And I thought I had time to enjoy myself," I muttered. Wilbur laughed emptily.

With a sigh, I picked up my phone and messaged my friends, sending them Techno's location.

Skep: be here i hav alot to tel u guys.

Baldboy: we're already together, we'll drive over. I have a lot to say too.

I let out a big sigh, "Well, we better get going, Wil,"

He raised an eyebrow, "Wil?"

"We're friends aren't we?" I asked.

His face seemed to flash with an indiscernible emotion, before going away. He smiled and nodded.

I grinned, "That's good. I'll introduce you to everyone then."

Dream's POV
We arrived at the location just a couple seconds before Skeppy and another figure. It was a house. I noticed the window was smashed, the destruction was too big to be from a regular fist, but too small to be from any kind of machinery.

Strange.

Skeppy ran over as soon as he saw us. He practically threw himself at Bad, enrapturing him in an embrace. A6d snickered as Bad turned tomato red.

"Thank god, you guys came. I have so much to tell you."

He then beckoned behind him to a tall, brunette figure. He was a couple inches taller than myself, and he had a guitar strapped to his back.

"This is Wilbur. He's a friend."

"Hello everybody," he had a British accent.

Bad gave him a bright smile and a wave, "hi! My name is Badboyhalo, just call me Bad."

He then gave a sharp elbow to A6d and me.

"A6d," said A6d, he then motioned to me, "this is Dream."  I gave Wilbur a nod in acknowledgement. My instincts told me it wasn't the first time I had met this guy. Although, I thought that for the George guy as well.