14-Long Live The Kings

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Tw: Blood, death, suicide, all that fun stuff

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Hours have passed.

It's now about four-thirty.

And just as he expected, Tubbo had joined Mega and Vincent to the front gate.

"Mega, Vincent, get in your places." Clay commanded, earning a nod from each. "Tubbo, come with me."































"Darryl, this is Tubbo." Clay introduced. "Tubbo, this is Darryl."

"H-hi..." Tubbo greeted, waving.

"Aw, don't be shy, little one! I promise, I don't bite!" Darryl said, flashing a soft smile, making the teen smile in return.

"Stay here, okay?" Clay commanded the teen. "Whatever you hear or say, do not leave this bakery."

"But what about you...?"

Clay paused before sighing. He hesitated before taking off his mask, and placing it in the teens hands.

"Take care of Dream for me, Alright?" He smiled at the teen, running off before he could say anything.



































"Where's your mask?" Nick asked as Clay walked up to him.

Five minutes left.

"I don't need it." Clay said. "So I gave it to the kid."

Four minutes.

"Dude, you love that thing." Nick argued.

Three...

"Yeah, but I love the kid more." Clay said, getting his weapon ready. "I know Dream will take care of him for me."

Two..

"Wha...?"

One.

"Wish me luck."

BANG













As soon as he heard the explosion, he bolted for the castle. He hoped that Vincent would be a bit more subtle than that, but whatever works.

He dodged the various guards looking for the source of the noise, preparing for an attack. He ran up the many flights of stairs leading up to him.

Leading up to George.


















After a while, he finally found the right door.

To his surprise, and utter terror, the door was wide open.

And inside, he found George.

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