Blizzard & Me.
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Thread Topic: Blizzard & Me.
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"This - this was my mother." Gold said, picking another flower and twirling it in his hands. "She must've cast a spell when she died, making these flowers grow." Hu murmured, more to himself than to Bad and Skeppy.
Quackity hugged Sapnap tightly. "I'll see what else I can do about getting us an amazing wedding." He said quietly.
"Sure. I don't mind." George said, starting to walk towards the hill.
"You sure, Tommy?" Wilbur asked, raising his eyebrows as Tommy doubled over in pain. "You seem to be too hurt to even stand straight right now." -
"I'm so sorry, Gold," Skeppy said quietly.
"I can help toooo," Sapnap said.
Dream followed him, glancing behind them to make sure no one else followed.
"That's just cause I was stabbed multiple times earlier," Tommy stated. "It doesn't mean I can't accept this power." -
"Why are you sorry? This isn't your fault. Maybe.......... No. That wouldn't work. Would it? Maybe ........ I should just try. But how? I can't ask .......... Can I?" Gold started rambling to himself, trying to think of ways to bring his family back.
Bad walked forward, moving closer to the smaller boy, keeping close to his right side. "Gold, are you okay? I'm worried about you." He rested his hand gently on the younger boy's shoulder. "Please just tell me if you're okay."
"Of course, you can!!" Quackity laughed, looking into Sapnap's grey eyes.
When George made it to the hill, he turned. "Well, will you take your mask off now?" He asked Dream, looking up at the taller boy.
"Sure, Tommy, sure. This is a big responsibility. Don't mess up. I'm trusting you with a country. One that I love. Please don't destroy it!" Wilbur said, shaking his head. -
Skeppy watched, frowning.
"Awesome," Sapnap said happily.
"Yeah," Dream said with some hesitance, pushing his hood down and reaching for the leather strap. He unbuckled it, revealing his scar-ridden face.
"Says the person who tried to blow it up," Tommy muttered. -
Gold shuddered, tears streaming down his face. He stood slowly, ashes falling from his shirt. He whirled, burying his head in Bad's chest, sobbing. "No, Bad. I'm not. I miss them!!"
Bad gasped. He rubbed the smaller boy's back hugging him gently. "I'm sorry you had to go through this. It's something that never should have happened. Especially to you!"
Quackity smiled, showing off his gold tooth. "You have such pretty eyes, Sappy. I love them. I love you ."
"Even with those scars, you are cute, Dream. I love you." George whispered, looking the taller man in his eyes.
"That was because all of you people tried to destroy it!" Wilbur said. -
Skeppy frowned, watching the two.
"I love you too," Sapnap said, laying his head on Quackity's shoulder.
Dream blushed, looking away from George. "I hate the scars," He muttered.
"Okay," Tommy muttered awkwardly. -
Gold sobbed hysterically; He was afraid that he was dreaming. Afraid that he'd wake up in the void he dreamed of. Afraid that all of this was a dream. "I'm dead, Bad, aren't I? I'm not even alive right now, am I?"
Bad looked back at Skeppy, not knowing how to answer Gold's question. "I -I don't know......" He sighed, looking to Skeppy for help.
"Where did you get those scars?" George asked, reaching up and pulling Dream's face down, so he could look into his eyes again.
"Any big plans, Tommy?" Wilbur asked, changing the subject. -
"You are alive, Gold, I promise," Skeppy assured him.
"Fights," Dream said with a shrug.
"Nah, kinda relying on George for that," Tommy said with a chuckle. -
"How do you know??" Gold sobbed harder, looking up at Skeppy. "You can't prove it!!"
Bad didn't know what to do. He needed some way to prove that Gold was alive. "Gold, I don't know how to prove it, but you're alive. I know you are."
"Did Technoblade give you any of these?" George asked, running his finger over one of the scars.
"So, you're going to let George do all the work?" Wilbur asked. -
"Can you die, Gold?" Skeppy asked, knowing it was a bit harsh given the conversation they were just having.
"Oh yeah," Dream said with a quiet chuckle, doing his best to keep his head still.
"No," Tommy exclaimed, getting a little annoyed with Wilbur. "I just want to see what plans he has for Manburg, and so I can see what I can actually do. I'm not the ruler of it, after all." -
Gold whimpered. "I - I think so..........."
Bad shot Skeppy a look. What are you doing??
"You're very handsome, Dream. I don't care what you think." George whispered, looking into the taller man's green eyes.
"True enough. You should help him though. I don't know if he has any plans yet." Wilbur said, noticing Tommy's annoyance. -
"If you can die, then you're alive, right?" Skeppy said.
Dream smiled, looking back at George. He exhaled after a moment, sitting down on the grass and grabbing George's hand to gently bring him along.
"I will, I will," Tommy said. -
"I-I guess so........But what if it's an illusion? I'm not completely sure I lived through Techno's attack. Everyone says I have 1 life left, but....... I don't know........." Gold whimpered, hiding his head in Bad's shirt again.
Bad sighed. "Skeppy, I don't think he understands exactly how many lives he has left. He obviously thinks he's dead. We need to show him he's alive." Bad wrapped his arms around the younger boy, holding him close. "He's scared, Skeppy. This whole place threw him off."
George sat next to Dream, leaning his head on Dream's shoulder. "Will you tell me your plan and why you want power over Manberg?"
Wilbur smiled. "Good. I can help you if you want help, Tommy. But you should be good with George in charge." -
"Let's leave, then," Skeppy said softly. "And then we can talk to him?"
Dream exhaled, holding onto George's hand and tracing any creases with his finger. "The real question is, why wouldn't I want more power with Manburg? Everyone is coming here now."
"I'll be fine," Tommy said with a small smile. -
"But where should we go? I don't know how to prove he's alive!!!!" Bad said, glancing down at the smaller boy, then back up at Skeppy.
Gold whimpered. "We - we do-don't need t-to le-leave."
"True. But why do you need more power??" George asked, smiling as Dream traced the creases on his hand.
"Of course, Tommy. I'll be at my house if you need me tonight. Good night, Tommy, Tubbo." Wilbur said, nodding at the others and walking off stage.
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