Run Boy Run (can find it on ao3 in the first few chapters for free)

Chapter 3

Most Dangerous Borns List

Ranked by the Royal Born Researcher

1. Enderborn (Due to Feral Tendencies)

2. Witherborn (Wither effect and bloodlust)

3. Dragonborns (Includes Wyvernborns)

4. Guardianborn (Known to drown humans)

5. Blazeborn (Dangerous fire summoning and prone to arson)

6. Demonborn (Demon magic dangerous to humans)

7. Sirenborn (Lust for human flesh and hypnotic voice)

8. Creeperborn (Can explode without dying, causing multiple explosions)

9. Piglinborn (Will kill for anything shiny, bloodlust similar to Witherborn)

10. Ghoulborn (Feeds solely on human flesh)

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When he woke up the room was still dark, but little slivers of light shown from areas not covered by curtains. One strip of light went right over Tubbo's face, and his nose was scrunched up in sleep, as if subconsciously annoyed. His eyelids were blue, like his eyes were glowing underneath them. Which meant-

There was a quiet sound and the boy teleports a foot over, landing right next to him, face turned towards him to hide from the light. Dream laughed, coughing as he tries to muffle the sound. He doesn't want to wake him up.

He is a little jealous that the Halfborn is a better teleporter than him, though. Ender Halfborns shouldn't even be able to teleport, it wasn't fair!

He looked around to find out what woke him up, eyes locking with the door. It jiggled and opened, revealing Wilbur on the other side. The man looked completely human again, with brown eyes, blunt teeth, and no scales in sight. "Sorry to wake you." He whispered, seeing that Tubbo was still out. "But the hunters arrived. They're in the town."

Of course.

He sighed. He knew they'd probably come in. Wilbur couldn't say no, since Sapnap was a born. He shifted, focusing on Wilbur and staring at the spot next to him until his chest grew cold and he was suddenly there.

Wilbur jumped, surprised, and he grinned. He wasn't good with teleporting -could normally only do it when startled- and it made his entire body mind-numbingly cold. His next breath was seeable, and his chest felt like the dead of space. It didn't hurt, but after feeling the warmth of the blankets it left him feeling empty. "Nice jump."

"Thank you." They closed the door behind them, leaving Tubbo asleep. It was already afternoon, close to evening, and Dream understood why he slept for so long but Tubbo? How late did he stay up? "Why's Tubbo so tired?"

Wilbur shrugged. "Dunno, puberty? Thought it might be an Ender thing. He usually sleeps in, but he did stay up late last night. There's an election tomorrow, and he's been helping me campaign."

Dream nodded, making a mental note to check through his limited knowledge on Ender beings and finding out if sleeping in was normal. Endermen were nocturnal, so it was a possibility. "And the hunters?"

"They're being civil." Wilbur replied. "Better than any other you've brought here. I actually felt comfortable letting them in. We have a mini festival set up for tonight- a perfect time for you to slip out, if you're so inclined."