Fundy's pov.
"Dad! Your acting insane!" I yelled, clenching my fists as I looked at my father, old president and second last member in my life.
"Nono.. dont put the blame on me! This was HIS idea! I just followed through!" He spat, waving his hand threw the open air of burning grass, smokey flames and panicked voices.
"What would philza think?" I spoke softly looking at my feet, everything we had fought for.. the things we had that was lost in an instant. "What?" I heard him mutter; my voice changing as my eyes showed nothing but anger and rage;
"WHAT WOULD PHILZA THINK!? WHAT WOULD MOM THINK?! what.." I paused.
"What would I think?" My eyes averted away from the mess infront of me wich was my father, to look at a long railway wich lead back to Pogtopia, an abandoned country. I chuckled, 'an abandoned country' kinda sounds like manburg: after wilbur, techno and dream blew it all up atleast. After that philza arrived and started helping everyone gather to erets tower for safety.. me and wilbur where standing on a hill watching as the potholes and flames where made and nothing but destruction stood after the two deadly beasts called withers had been slain.
"Dad.." I spoke before a voice interrupted mine. "Son?" We both turned to be faced with Phil, my grandad. "Fundy.. my boy, what happend?" I glared at wilbur who was just frozen still by my words. "Why dont you tell him wilbur?tell him what you did."
Wilbur looked at me with guilty eyes before walking towards fill while going threw his pockets. "Phil" he spoke.
Taking out a dagger.
A dagger!?
"Kill me"
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"father?" GHOSTBUR AU.
Randomso I might just drop the runaway kid and work on something new... this being something new... I kinda lost motivation towards the runaway kid... so I'm gonna start fresh here. anyways heres a little description for you all: loud explosions was noth...
