Hunted

Stupid

DREAM POV

I looked back at the small hut sitting there in the snow. The wind whipped at my brown hair and the cold nipped at my exposed fingers.

I took my mask off and took in a deep breath of fresh air before narrowing my green eyes.

I know you're lying to me Techno. You think you're good at hiding your emotions but I know you were nervous the minute you saw me which could only mean that Tommy is in there, not to mention all the half eaten gapples in that mine and his signature towering cobblestone.

I smiled. He actually thinks he has me in the palm of his hand. He's so wrong.

There's no point in fighting you. Not yet anyway.

I happen to know what your planning on doing with Tommy. Just using him as everyone else does.

You're gonna use him to destroy Lmanburg, obviously.

You're lucky I don't happen to care for Lmanburg. It's done me more harm than any good.

So, I'll let you use to Tommy to help you destroy the whole place. I'll let you have your fun with him, then he's mine.

I silently chuckled to myself. You're so stupid Techno, you would've had more leverage with Tommy's trust if you just kept Tubbo but now that I have him and not to mention his two precious discs Tommy is a good as mine.

The thought of Tubbo made me smirk. He should be wakeing up any minute now. Hope he likes his new room.

I think you underestimate the bond those two have. That bond isn't merely surface level it's way deeper than that and knowing Tommy he'll come running right back to me once he hears that I put his precious Tubbo is in a living hell.

Well, see you soon Techno and you too, Tommy.

I slide my mask back into place and turned back.

"Time to see if Mr. President is awake."
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TUBBO POV

"Tubboooo" someone said in sing songy voice.

My eyes fluttered open. The first think I saw a black ceiling.

Wait what?

I looked at it in confusion before the memories came flooding in. I immediately shoot out of bed a kind of panic surging through me.

"Good morning."

His voice sent shivers up my spine and caused my heart rate to skyrocket.

I slowly turned my head to the voice already knowing who it was.

"Dream."

"Tubbo"

I gulped and nervously tore my eyes from him and looked at my surroundings. I was lying in a bed inside a dark concrete cell. I looked back over at Dream out the corner of my eye. He just sat there, in a little wooden chair next to the bed, unmoving, as if analyzing me.