Prisoner (Mcyt x Dream)

Chapter 6 - Introducing the Duo

They looked up at each other by their bed, in the room of "250".

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The room was filled with silence until the pinkette eyed away from the brunette. "So... We all know what happened right?.."

Silence continue and he, the embarrassed trickster, spoke. "Let's not fight about this thing, yet. Even if either me or you win, he doesn't even know us that well. We will both, end up in despair."

The pinkette had his hand crossing each other, in front of his mouth. They stared at each other for awhile after the brunette finished his sentence. "Alright, fine." the pinkette sighed. "We are indeed brothers, but that doesn't mean I would give everything to you, especially that one." the crowned one rubbed his hair roughly and walked out of the room. 

"The voices demanding for blood again, eh?" the beanie man teased, smirked as the pinkette responded with just a shrug. 

Just when walking out of the room, "Ah- Hallooo Phil, you're back! How was your training?" the man asked just as soon as he walked out of the room. "Yea I'm back, the training was a total crap. He said that I was too old for trainings like yours and gave me easier set, I just wanna improve my skill." with a hat, the man said with his palm in his face. "Oh, but thats a fact- So ill be going now, gotta get some drink before training battle. See ya." the pinkette lowered down his volume, almost like whispering when midway through his sentence. The man with a titfer gripped his hand and then let go as he know the pinkette is just teasing him. But still... 

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"So... finally they met someone, someone that has managed to strike an arrow through their heart?" the man crossed his arm, leaning against the wall beside the crack of the door, listening to the two men just now. 

"The legend, always known as a cold-blood, heartless monster. Never showed a single natural emotion to anyone, even to me... What is he feeling, they asks themselves but never will have the answer. Stalking him for years and years, will not give any idea on what's he feeling, how is he like. That's one of his strongest defend though, in wars his opponent will never know if he's gonna surrender or continue with his killing." he sighed, walked up a pillar, leaning enjoying the scenery outside their room."And now the skilled trickster of the prison, in other words, the insane one. He once told me that he, the trickster himself is just a freak. He just likes creating chaos around him and not caring about others, not even his own feeling." with a smile,"Each of them, a story has come to an end. Starting a new interesting story of their life just from a simple boy, that is dresses casually, skilled casually, just like the others had them, just a glance to the men had them. Really do wonder what's so different about this boy. Still, I'm just so glad they finally found someone who can change them.. bring them feelings they never felt before." he thought, then walked away from the room, hiding his gentle smile with his hat blocking it. After distance and distance as he steps, he disappeared from eyes.

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Dream's pov

Just like all the other days, I wake up, they are gone. Then suddenly appear right in front of my eyes, carrying a basket of laundry. That always did made me worried, a little. "I guess I do need to adjust my sleep schedule.."  thinking about it while dressing up. As usual, I adjusted my white smiley mask that was wrongly set when I was sleeping. Changed into a turtleneck from a white tee, with a tight black pants and a pair of boots. And yes of course, the hoodie that has stayed with me since I was little, knitted it again and again every time I grow in size. I prepared my side weapons in case for raccoon like punks attack me randomly, a knife and a sharp wooden stick. Then us three, the brunette and ravenette with me, proceed to walk out of the room like an epic trio. I looked back in the room and left a smile in there, wishing for this to not end in despair.