The dreamscape.

Vilbur and Reader pt. 6

!TW! freezing, manipulation, yelling, violence, mentions of blood, feral Tommy!TW!

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Art credit to: @elevenshaze on twt

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Tubbo’s POV

I know I am dreaming, I can hear Phil pacing around the room. Soon his pacing fades away.

-entering the dream state-

The sun rests just over the horizon, Tommy is here. We are on the hill that overlooks L'manburg.

“Hey, big man?”

“Yeah what’s up?” Tommy answers.

“Will we get our happily ever after? Everyone is talking about how they work towards their happy ending. But I just can’t seem to see the end.” I say brushing my hair away from my eyes.

“There is no ending because there was never a beginning,” Tommy says, his voice getting scratchy.

“What do you mean,” I ask, turning to look at him. His eyes are the void and a smile is etched into his face. No! NO! DREAM CANT TAKE HIM FROM ME! please…

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Waking up with a start. Sweat dripping down my face, my breathing erratic, and shaking all over. Phil, with a concerned look on his face, swiftly walks up to me.

“Are you alright mate, you look like you just had a nightmare,” Phil says softly, sitting down next to me and rubbing circles on my back. I open my mouth but no words come out, my mind racing from what I saw.

“It’s ok you don’t need to talk about it. Go be with Ranboo, he was worried about you.” Nodding, I shakily stand. Walking cautiously down the stairs I make it to the kitchen. Collecting myself I look around for Ranboo. Nope, not in the kitchen, not in the living room. Though Techno is when he notices me peeking into the room he points to the porch. Stepping over to the door I bring it open and looking out. Seeing Ranboo playing with Michael, a lazy smile adorned his face. Smiling softly to myself I walk outside fully and close the door, getting their attention.

“Dad!” Michael yells, wobbling up to his feet he shuffles towards me.

“Hello buddy, how are you?” I ask resting Michael in my lap after I sit down in one of the rocking chairs on the front porch.

“Good, Papa called some people over. Mister Pink looked at me weirdly and Mister Green told Papa to relax so he played with me out here while you were sleeping! We played all these fun games…” my son’s voice settling into the background, he thought I was sleeping and Techno saw him… “and then I saw you and you were awake and here!” Michael says finishing his story.

“That’s nice, now I need to talk to your Papa for a moment, would you go inside with Phil?” I ask, voice cracking slightly.

“Ok, Dad see you later!” Michael says, jumping up and running inside. We wait a few moments, I’m still sitting on the ground, the cold of the snow no longer bothering me.

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Ranboo’s POV

I look over at Tubbo when Michael runs inside. His eyes are glassy, and he is still on the ground. After a moment I walked over to him. Sitting down next to him I pull him into a hug. I feel him start to cry, it burns into my chest, but I don’t complain. Comforting him I feel myself starting to cry as well. My tears cascading down my face, sizzling and burning down my face. It is snowing now. Tubbo and I don’t care anymore, we grasp onto each other and start sobbing. Tubbo let out a cry, one you would hear from someone who just got the news that their last hope had passed.

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3rd person POV

Techno is watching the two broken children cry into each other from the window. Something in him breaks in him as well. They shouldn’t be in this life of violence, they’re only kids. And yet they had suffered so much. He thinks shaking his head. Started when he hears the most heart-wrenching scream from Tubbo. His eyes tearing up, he turns away and walks up to the room where Tommy lays. Phil has long since left the room to comfort Michael. Looking over Tommy, he notices all the details of what had happened. Tommy’s lips were dark purple, his exposed skin looked like icy veins crawling up his body, Tommys breathing slow and labored. He is not much better than when Ranboo found him. We don’t know why he isn’t getting better. Niki should be on her way, unfortunately, she lives far away from Ranboo and Tubbo’s house.

Knock knock knock. Phil upon hearing this sets Michael down on the bed, the young child having fallen asleep. Hears the knock and makes his way downstairs. Opening the door, letting Niki inside.

“So where is Tommy? I saw Tubbo was awake.” She mentions, taking her winter coat and winter gear off. Grabbing the satchel that was under the coat.

“Good to see you again mate, follow me,” Phil says waving his hand towards the stairs. As they make their way up the stairs Niki is looking around, looking for clues to what had happened to the boys. Phil stops at the door opening it for Niki.

“He’s on the bed over there,” Phil mutters, refusing to make eye contact or look in the room. Niki looks at Phil with sympathy in her eyes before entering. Walking in closing the door softly behind her. Techno once he saw her stood up, knowing her past and her hate against Tommy. Pulling out his ax in a defensive stance.

“Woah, calm down I’m only here to help. Phil called me in,” Niki says, trying to calm Techno. Slowly lowering his defensive stance in front of Tommy, who is effectively dying without treatment.

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Niki’s POV

As I cautiously approach Tommy, I can see the damage of whatever had been done to him. His lips are dark plum and black near the center, his ears are blue and black, his hair was stiff from what seems like the cold Ranboo found him in, his breathing is more like wheezing and pained. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. Focusing my eyes back on Tommy I grab the bag that I had brought with me. Opening it I grab my book, my candles, and a heater. Looking over at Techno I ask, “Would you put some coal in here,” I hand him the heater. He looks skeptical about it before doing what I asked. As he loaded coal into it, I pulled out my book looking through various supernatural creatures before finding what I was looking for.

“Here!” I shout, after a while, startling Techno. “Sorry,” I say softly when he glares at me.

Hearing a thundering sound running up the stairs, Phil bursts into the room, “Do you know what caused this?!” Phil says frantically. Techno being confused at the question looks between Niki and Phil expectantly.

“He means what creature caused this,” I explain, “I’m a mob expert.”

“HUH! Since when?”

“She has been for a while… Anyway, that’s not the point.” Phil says.

“Yes, Phil is right. I found what caused this. It says here-” I say, pointing at a page in my book,”- the only thing that could have caused this would be… A spectator aka a ghost essentialy.” Once I say that Phil and Techno’s eyes go wide and they stare at each other, then Tommy. Their eyes are filled with confusion and terror. And then the realization hit me, we only have two ghosts, and both of them were close to the young boys. But they wouldn’t do this… would they?

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Tommy’s POV

-entering the dream state-

It is warm here, I remember it was cold earlier. Why was it cold again? Eh doesn’t matter now that I am warm. A new wave of heat cascades through me, thawing my body into comfort. I am calm, wow when was the last time that happened. Maybe when Tubbo and I were building our bench, Techno and Wilbur watched our back. It was the most peaceful week of work… ever I think.

“Hello?” I hear an echo crossing the room.

“Hello, who are you?” I question back to the voice, not bothering to open my eyes.

“Tommy is that you?” I hear, starting to recognize the voice. Snapping my eyes open, I look around in search of the voice. Y/n they are here, I want to see them again. I miss them.

“Y/n? Where are you?”

“I’m right over here Tommy,” they say. I turn around and see them, glowing with their arm stretched towards me, a soft welcoming smile decorated their face. Rushing over to them I tackle them into a hug, crying slightly.

“Hello Big man,” they say softly, engulfing the smaller in a hug. I smile through the tears that are free-falling down my face.

“I missed you Y/n,” I say, my voice heavy with emotion. Finally, I reluctantly pull away from the hug.

“I have something important to tell you, Tommy…” Y/n says, eyes going downcast and glossing over. “They are trying to take you from me,” their voice growing softer, as I grow more confused and I furrow my brows.

“Who is trying to take you? I want to stay with you.” I say, standing my ground ready to fight anyone who gets in my way of being with my sibling I was forced to lose.

“They are Tommy you have to stop them…” their voice fading away more as I am being pulled away from them.

“No! Stop! I want to go back! Y/n!” I yelled, reaching desperately towards them, despite me being pulled away.

Waking with a start, all of the warmth from the dreamscape gone. Niki, Techno, and Phil standing over me. They are smiling. Why do they get to be happy? I just want to go home, the place where I belong. With Y/n, Will, Tubbo, and L'manburg. The good days.

“How are you feeling?” Phil asks, my head slowly turning towards him. I throw myself at him, clawing at him. I get a handful of feathers and his hat before Techno and Niki pull me off of him with my arms behind my back. I hear an animalistic growl until I realize it is coming from me. Not that I care they were the ones trying to take me away from Y/n. Phil, who has now fallen onto the floor. Looking at me in shock. I feel my lips curl up to bare my teeth and growl once again.

“Niki what’s happening?!” Techno shouts frantically, as I struggle from their grasp. I hear people storming up the stairs. Tubbo and Ranboo slam the door open. They see me and I’m not sure what sparked it but I think it was looking at Ranboo, I never liked him, he took away my friend, and now he is here for Y/n as well. With newfound strength, I launch myself at Ranboo, ripping my grasp away from Techno and Niki. I go to attack him only to be hit with something and thrown off to the side. Looking at where the item was thrown I see a shaking Niki, standing on all fours I growl at them. My hybrid features on display. My tail swishing behind me defensively, my razor-sharp canines bared at all of them, the two joints on my legs ripping through my pants near the joints.

“Hey… Tommy, Big man calm down…” Tubbo says cautiously sidestepping towards me, in response, I let out an unnerving growl that makes everyone flinch in response.

“Niki! What is going on!” Techno growls, furiously.

“I don’t know this isn’t supposed to happen! Though there is a chance that the spector had said something to him!” she says, looking through her book frantically trying to find an answer.

“What do you mean! There is a chance! What could they have said” Phil yells, I ignore them focusing on Ranboo. Tensing my legs and lowering myself onto the ground I feel something fall from my mouth.

“Umm… Phil what is dripping from his mouth,” Tubbo asks, voice quivering. Suddenly everyone’s attention is on me again. I let out another growl, more of the goop falling from my mouth, looking at it this time I see it is a black-looking slime. Hearing someone step closer to me, my head snaps at them. I let out a roar. Tubbo and Niki are staring at me in fear, Phil is staring in shock, and Techno in distress. I lunge at Ranboo once more this time reaching for his horn with the reached ring on it. Tubbo shrieks when he sees what I’m going for, and he jumps at me. I make it to my target and start yanking on his horn trying to rip it off, so he will let me see Y/n again. Tubbo hits me off, falling to the floor with a whimper. Techno and Phil rush to restrain me, Niki rushes to Ranboo to check on what I hurt. I see Ranboo reach for his horn and realize the ring is gone.

“My ring is gone! Did it fall off!?” Ranboo asks, I plant myself onto the ground. It’s not like I needed to, I have two people keeping me on the ground. Smirking, I look Ranboo in the eyes.

“Tommy where is it!” He yells at me, part of his jaw unhinging. I close my mouth tighter, locking my jaw. 

“Guys… I think it’s in his mouth.” Tubbo says, noticing my jaw tense.

“How? We didn’t see it?!” Niki says, baffled. She runs over to Techno and Phil, something in her hand.

I feel something cold touch my neck as the world fades to dark.

-entering dreamscape-

“Tommy are you ok?!” I hear Y/n yell when they see the state I’m in.

“I wanted to come back… they are the enemy…” I mumble my words slurred.

“Ah… I see what happened. I’m so glad you came back,” they say, picking me up into a soft warm hug. Just like Mum used to do. Feeling the familiar warmth return.

“Don’t worry Big man I will protect you,” they say. I feel warmth flood my being and patterns scorchinginto my body. I didn’t mind though it felt nice.

“They’re going to sting when you wake once more, but don’t worry I will always be here when you go to sleep.” I nod limply.

“Want to see them?” Parking up at this I nod once more, not finding the energy to speak. A mirror appears in front of me. I have marks up and down my back and arms. They have symbols that look like, “⋔⊬ ⌿⎍⌿⟟⌰” I feel myself fading out of dream world into a deep sleep.

“Y/n would you stay with me?”

“Of course my pupil.”

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The Egg’s Host pt. 2

Summery: Bad, Ant, Puffy, and Skeppy are helping to clear out a space for the egg that Bad found the other day, and something weird happens to Skeppy.

!TW! shouting, manipulation, betrayal, mentions of injury !TW!

Credit to Princess Hernandez on Pinterest for the pic below

Skeppy’s POV throughout

The longer I am here the sooner I wish to leave. It’s so… I don’t even know there is just a bad vibe. I feel like something is watching me. Looking over my shoulder I see that everyone is working, it has been three hours since we started expanding the eggs territory. Now and again I will hear Bad mutter something to the egg. I can never hear them clearly but I have heard something like host, and hatching. It would make sense that the egg would hatch.

There is a clicking sound that echoes every time Puffy, Ant, or I swing our pickaxe. Something is getting increasingly clear to me that they are not acting like themselves. Soon Ant goes over the egg and starts talking to it. My arms start to go numb from emptying the large area for space, I can’t seem to stop though. Why can’t I stop?

Then something happens and I am out of the trance. My pickaxe falling to the ground, with a thud. Everyone turns in my direction, something is wrong. Their eyes are red, they aren’t supposed to be red.

“Why did you stop Skeppy?” All of them say in unison creepily.

“My arms are numb, are you guys alright something feels wrong,” I say, voice quaking. Looking around I see the vines covering the entrance, the only source of light is the torches we have been placing.

“We are fine, you need to work. Or the egg won’t be happy with you.” They say. I’m starting to get nervous, my legs are shaking. I am getting ready to run. Their eyes start glowing, “Where are you going? The egg hasn’t dismissed us.” They start walking towards me. I scramble back. Trying to find another way out, I see an old staircase. Running at it, I hear them start running as well. I make it to the top as Bad grabs my leg.

“LET GO OF ME!” I scream, Ant catching up grabs onto my other leg. Dragging me back into the cave I see Dream in the distance, “HELP! DREAM PLEASE!” I yell. His only response is taking off his mask, and staring at me with his blood-red eyes with black sclera. My eyes widened, not him too. 

“Come on Skeppy, the egg would like to meet you.” Bad and Ant say, keeping their grip tight on my legs. I start grabbing at anything I could find, to keep me rooted in place.

“No. Please let me go. Bad, Puffy, Ant… Dream. Someone, please.” I mutter the last part going limp, as we get closer to the egg. I grabbed a stone in a last attempt. Swinging the stone right into the egg, screeching is let out.

“H̴̲̭͈̓͌O̵̡̢͙͚͓̍W̸̭͓̭̽͜ ̷̥͊̾̌͂C̴̯̱͇̀̀͐O̴͉̰̣̻̘̅̋̎̽U̵͈̤͎̇͐́͝L̵̨̥̫̱̉́̉̏͋D̸̖͎̭̞͉̋̏͑̕ ̶̢̬̳͈̖͝Y̵̠̊͛Ö̶̺̟̻͋͋̓̈U̸͍̅̆̊͐ ̴̛̝͐B̴̬̩͈̙̒͆̈́͜Ö̸̖͛̋Y̴̦̪͉͌̋̆̔̏͜!̴̞͎͈͋͐̀̔ ̸̧̗̦̣̌̒̅Y̶͉͙͂̌̃Ǫ̵̮͎͗̐U̷̻̯̓̃͐̚͜'̶̦̻̃̔͑V̷͇̠̅͋͂E̵͚͋̚ ̵͎̥̤̒̃̀͜D̷̲̮̝̹̀͠O̵͙̥͖̞̾N̴͎̎͊̔̆E̸͔̭̫͔̒ ̴̡̛̘͇̙͛̅̅I̷̳̩̙̕ͅT̵͖̲̘̤̐̉̃ ̶̡̩̪͖̹̒̾̋Ņ̵͙̼̗͂̊̐̈́̔O̴̪̠̜̹͓͑͋̏̏W̸͙͙̋̋!̷̡̜̘͔̞͑͋”

The egg screams out at me. I feel vines grab hold of my arms when Bad and Ant drop me at the base of the egg. Feeling the vines pull me back into the egg. I start thrashing about and crying out. They all just stare at me, a blank look on their faces. An opening behind me opens up as I am swallowed into the egg. As soon as I am in, the egg closes back up.

“Hello, I’m sorry to meet you this way.” I hear a voice say. Jumping I throw myself around to face the voice. It is a person? 

“W-who are you.”

“I am the host of the egg.” They say, sitting down in their throne of vines.

“What did you do to my friends,” I demand.

They chuckle, their eyes turning red, “I’m sorry, but did you just demand something from me? The great Y/n, 

T̶̙͉́̀̀͐͠h̴̨̭̞̭͝e̸̢̯̥̗̞̦̙͈̿̒̃̈́͐̀͑͠ ̶̧̨̡͙̦̬͙͈͕̌͗̈́̀͜Ǎ̸͍̝͇̝͎͊̃̓̈́̈͘̚͝l̴̡̩̗͙̎̈́̍̽̓́̓̌̕͝ḿ̶̧̤͍̺̈́̏̒̐̃͛i̵̱͂̋͑̆̆͜ͅͅg̵̫̞̦̈́̉̀͛̅́͛̔h̶͔̞̰͔̩͔̖͐́̎͋̐̌̕̚̕͝t̵̲͓̗͎͌y̶̟̰̟̰͔̽̉̊̆̅ ̸͍́̇̇̉͑̕h̵̺̰̀o̸̡͚̼̻̗̳̼̝͆͛̈́ͅs̴̱̦̩̙̖̔̔͐̓t̸̨͔̫̝͖̺̖̟̜͛̈̿́͐͂̀͆ ̷̡̭̫̤͂̓̍̕͝ö̵̯͖̥́͗͗͘f̶̗̙̪̝̻̝̂̎ͅͅ ̴̘̤̭͗͋̎͂̂̓͜͠͝t̷̢̨̫͕̱͇͍͍̿͗̆̒̎͐̌̚̚ȟ̸̛͚̻̩͍̼̙͓̍̀̔̆̆͐͐͠ͅé̸͈̜̲̔́͋̇́̕ ̷̲̑b̵̢̮͕̠̪͇̐̉͑̌͝l̶͍̇̈́̉̾̀ͅo̶̼̥̊̆̂͋̈̈͌̚õ̵̫̠̬͚͒͑d̴̡̡̧͈̈̔̒͝ ̷̡͍̟̞̭̃v̷̢̛͍̰̜i̷̘̖͔̱̪̤͚̬͋͐͂̾͐͐́͘͝n̶̢̜̱̼̦͍̼͈̻̝̔̚ė̵̥͖̼̟̞̞̃͑͘̕s̴̗̜̱̲͋̈́̂͑͐”

They say, their voice dictating dominance.

“N-no I-i am so sorry,” I stutter out, quivering under them. As they stand over me, I press myself against the shell of the egg.

“I will give you anything you wish.” They say, calm again despite yelling only a moment ago.

“I don’t have anything I wish to desire though…” I say, thinking back to when Bad mercilessly gave me away.

“You must have something you desire.” They say, eyes piercing into my soul, looking for something. Anything.

“N-not really, there is one thing though.”

“What is it, spit it out, boy.” They say as though they have existed for a long time.

“I wish to have someone… who will protect me…” I mutter. I am all alone in this world now, I am they gave me up just like that. Startled, the host’s eyes enlarged and they looked rather sad at the response.

“Y-yes, I’m so sorry that the egg has made you think that. My name is Y/n, I will protect you.” They say stepping towards me. I realized I had been mumbling my thoughts out loud. I flinch when they get closer to me, as I am still shaken up by the events of earlier. They put their arms out so I could hug them. Slowly I move towards them for the hug, finally embracing them I feel them hug me back. When they start stroking my hair like how Bad used to when we raised Sapnap together. I start crying, Bad and I will never be the same, he has abandoned me.

“I-i need you to tell me I’m a good person. I know I can be selfish and narcissistic, but under all of that I need you to tell me I’m a good person.” I mumble, my head tucked into their shoulders.

“Oh Skeppy, I’m sorry.” They mutter to me, still stroking my hair.

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3rd POV

But what he failed to see was Y/n’s grin and penetrating red eyes. Everything goes according to plan. They think before going back to ‘comfort’ the miserable diamond creature.

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The Egg’s legacy

!TW! Swearing, mentions of injury, shouting, demon voice !TW!

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Bad’s POV

I heard a noise coming from the… ground? I start digging down, looking around for the source of the noise. Thunk, I hear when I hit something hard. Huh sounds like stone. I bring out my pickaxe and cautiously mine the area. I peek my head down and look around, it is a huge empty room. Wait, it’s not empty. There is something red near the center of the room.

“Hello? Is there someone here?” I cautiously say, voice quivering slightly.

“ ̸͖̼̯̞̦̮̩̞͑̉͆̆͂͋̀̚͠ψ̴̡̛͇̘͚̘̥̖̜͓̑̌͗̄̈́̐̽̔̽̽́̈́̀͋̉̄͘͘ͅ ̵̧̡͍͚̫̩͍̼̺̠̜̖̱̗̺̮͉̝̥͉̣̯̰͍̘̯͔̜̓͌͑͌̆̈̽̎̊̚͜W̵̧̹̠̬̪̲̞͉͛̐͂̈́̒̆̉̿͊͑̋̈̔̊̿̎̍͂͂̂͠͝h̴̡̧̛̜̹̥̲̠̺̻̯̤͇̦͙̲̳͉͓͎̓̋͛̎̓̈́̐͐̎͆̐̓̾̏̓͆̏͛͊̉͘͠͝͝͝ǫ̸̨̢̢̞͖͎̥̞̫̯̥̥̰̬͈̹̻̹̙̥͍̘͍̥͍͊̆͊̄̔͗̓̔̂̓͆͋̑̋͂̓̆̕͘̕͘͝͝͝ ̷̡̖̹̤̖̠̦̥̺̤̭͓͎̘̫̮̭̞͍̐̐̕͜͠͝ą̵͔̪͓̝͔̣̖͎̺̮̬̙͙̻̀̑̄̆͆̏͒́́̆̈́̿͜͜͝ŗ̵̡̤͕̥̖̣̤̙͖̲̮̦̘̂̓̀͑̊̌͊͋̇͜ȩ̶̝̦̱͚̣͚͔̣͓̞͎̝̃͆̆̊̃͑͛̀͊̊̊̋͒̈̊̊͆̅͝ ̶̢̢͔̰̻͈̤͍̮̙̝̲̭̟̥̮͎͉̩͉̭̖̰͓̙̭͉̗́̔͜ỷ̷̧̧̨̛͔͍̟̠͉̺̘̳̤̜͉̞̣̫̲̬̠̞̄̌̓̊̈̌̎̆̐̚͜͜͜͠͝ͅo̸̯̟̲̗͍̘̟̭̓͊̋̋͛̾͌̐̚͠u̷͖̖͎͇̘͈̳̻̰̝̣̼̫̾̐͛̈́ͅ ̵͚̻͓͖̙̥̜̾͐̾̀̓͗̂͒̉̌͌̅̒͝͠ " 

I jump hearing a disoriented voice.

"Umm, I’m BadBoyHalo but people just call me Bad… Who are you?” I ask, lowering myself onto the floor from the roof. Once I get on the floor, I settle myself in a sitting position.

“W̶̼̗̪̼̩̾͋̚e̷̼̓̔͐̾l̴̛͚̞̜͒ĺ̴͙̋̂̊ ̷̢̙̩̇̄̀i̷̩͌͜͠ẗ̷͙ ̴̭͇̙̹̞̀î̸̢̆͋̚s̷͖̺̀̓͆͠ ̶̹̳̈́́̓̇͝n̵͉͔͆̊o̷̗͓͇͋̅̾t̵̡̮̙̾̑̚̕ ̴̟̤̲̻̅̌̌m̴͙̦͚͆̔ḛ̶̼͈̐̏ ̶̥͗͆̎̂͊t̸̙͇̣̽h̸̛͉̦̞̏̒͊͝a̸̲̫͛̈̑͒̍ţ̸̤̭̀̄̒ ̴̹̠̮͊i̴̢̢̻̤͂ͅş̷͛͋͐̈́̈́ ̴̠̫̰͂̒͘͜i̵̘̞̩͐̈m̵̭̞͓̆̑̍͋̅p̶̢͉̲̌̒͌̋ò̶̖̭̿̕͜r̷̢̬̉̀͠ť̵̮̞͌͗̐͂ḁ̴̺̄n̵̫̒̊̾͒t̴̰̥͕͘,̶̗̠̾ ̷̧̈́î̶͎̊̾͋ͅt̷̫́̾͐̀͘ ̷̛̗̼̒͘͝i̵̲͉̝̾́̓̇̀s̶͉̖͎̫͋ ̶̠̝̲̗̼͊w̶̭͊̚ĥ̴̨̭̤͒ͅȯ̸̰͖̈́̊ ̸̣̠̝̼̼͛͌̌̇̾I̴̛̜̮̽̓̓́ ̵̨̠̀c̵̝͆ǎ̴͕̱̘̩̅r̵̫̳̻̯̺̍̈́̃́͘r̶̛͔̦͊͝ỹ̷̡̫̬̥͋̑́̎.̵̳͊̾" 

The ominous voice explains. When I realize what it said I tilt my head to the side, confused.

"What do you mean, who you carry?” I ask perplexed.

“Ţ̵̙̈̆̑͘͠h̶̙̯̜̳͐̍̾͘è̸̺̠̮͔͐̄́̈y̴͔͌̈ ̸̮̱̖̣͇̈́͑ĺ̷̛̰̬̼̽̓͝i̴̼̱̓v̷̹͗͗̀͒̽͜ḙ̶̘̻͔͇̈́̀̑̋͘ ̶̘͍̰͕͔́̈͛̇ḯ̵͓̫n̷͖̼͕̭̋̀ ̶̗͓̞͎̀m̴̯̺̗̒̓͌͌̍ȩ̴̦̪̐͌̇͐͘ ̸̯̦͐ͅù̸̡̡͎̥͎͊̀ņ̴̦͂̓t̸͈̠̠̺͈̋̈́̑̀̚i̸̝̫͈͙̍͜l̵͚̈́͛͛ ̸̯̮̬͍̋̀ȋ̴̯͎̬̈́͝t̷̮͎̟͑̊ ̷͉̑͌i̸̠͆s̷̠̪̖͍̘̄͌ ̵̪̾͑t̴̥͂͘͝î̴̢́͆̆̂m̴͔̐̈́̆͊͜é̵̹̗͒͌,” it says.

I take a closer look at it, ohhh it’s an egg. That makes more sense.

“Well, do you need anything until it’s time?” I say sensing a strong relationship to the egg.

“I̵̩͉̬̊͜ ̵̢̻̣͛̊̆̌n̵̨̫̳͋̐ḛ̶̱̫̌͑ȇ̵͜d̸̛̮̔̈́̎̑ ̸̺̟̑͠t̵͕́o̸̹̥̬̅̒̄̃ ̵͎̥͎̌́̃͒s̵̬̗͝p̷͚̭͉̠̑̑͂̒͝ŕ̶͚̯̀̒̆e̶̹͇͌̓a̷̛̝̣̼͛͛̀̃ͅd̸̘̖́̄͌̆,̵̡͈̫̠̑̊̉̆̚ ̴̧͕̐̽a̵̘̠͚͊̈́͊n̴̩̪͕͎̊̋d̶̺̥̭̀͛̕ ̸̏͆ͅỈ̸̬̘͈͓̺ ̷̧̯͇͑̔̚̕͠c̸̡͉̺͆̍̈́̊̂à̶̰̱̀̓͑͐ṇ̶̢̡̧̛̤͋̃̓͝ṇ̵͉̀̋̒ǫ̵̛̻͙̰̲͋t̷̜̜̼̅͐ ̶̨̦̞͚͛ḯ̴̹̭̟̥̚n̵͍̏ ̷̬̫̺̤͉̎̇̌̇̓t̵̹̳̅̈̒̏̽ḧ̷͈͓̖̒̅̕i̶͍̘͈̜̖͆͋̏̊̒š̴̯̗ ̷̨͖̰̌̊̀͋͝s̷̨̛̤̮̳̆̂͠ͅm̵̨̨͖̀̿̇͆a̵̧͔͛̆͛͂l̸̤͙͘l̵̘͖̆̑ ̵̡̡̣̲́a̸͍̐r̵̡̯̫̮̈́͆̕e̷̢͎̖̐͂̒̄ȧ̴̢̪̳͓͆̌.̷̝͖͂̿̈́ ̸̡̛̣͉͙̲̋͋̚W̵̬̼̐̓̉̚ò̸̡̨̢̲͇͠ṵ̷̔͗̾̉͑l̴̡̡̧̙̼͆̌̍͂͆d̴̦̤̻̘͛͜͝ ̸͇̫͙̺͒̋y̵͔̖͓͂̆̾ó̶̯̬͂͛̽͘u̶͕̯̤͈͓͊́ ̷̜͚͐̍̓̚m̷͓̿͆̈́̓̾į̸͍̤͌n̴̤͎̬̓̀̐̓d̷̗̰̪̝̈͗͝ ̵̢̤̘̲̉̈́̏̈́͝ḙ̵͔͍̠́̓͝x̷̡̝͂͠p̵̛̺̈́̐̃͜͜â̷̪̗̊n̵̗̝̈́ḏ̸̛̆́̃͂͜ḯ̸̖͓n̵̯͈͈͙̈́̉̀́̕g̶̰̒̉̈́̿ ̸͇̝̄͛̍̓͒m̷̗̮̩̈́y̸̝̤͇͍͒ ̶̗͐̂͗̊̀ả̸͔̗͂̄͝͠r̶̩͈̈́e̵̢͑̓̈́͌͝a̶̡̭̽̇̽?̸̹̩̫̝̈́̕”

Nodding in understanding, noticing how cramped the roots are.

“Of course, I might need to tell others so they help. Is that alright?” I question.

“Ő̴̟͇̪͓̭̐̇̚f̸͕̣́͒͘͠ ̶̜̅͜͝ć̵͎͆o̸͇̣̗͖͐̽̅u̶͎̤̓͒̏̊͠ŗ̶̨̭̗̬͋́̅š̷͔͈͐̀͜ͅe̸͚͑̓ ̵̩̣̬̭͋̽b̸̛̺̥̤͇̓̅̚͝ŭ̵̼͓t̴͇̚ ̴̫͎̍̎̈́͝͝ṓ̴̭̼̥̠̐̎͝n̸̨͈͖̤͑̋l̶̝̱̣͂̐̿͝y̷̞̳̼͔̋ ̴͒͜͝i̷̢͆f̸̙̫̑̀̎͠ ̵̢̻̺͆ḯ̵̡͙̼͉̮̐̅̎̈t̸̞͉̗̓͂̂ ̶̢͇̭̠̽̃͝ͅḣ̷̳͈̺̊͊̕͝ȅ̷͇̜͖ļ̴͍̫̼̀͝p̴̯͓͍͔̈́̿͛͘ͅs̷̲̘͌͒̽ ̴͈̠̉͜ͅm̶̲̬̬̂̿̈́ÿ̶̲̤̖́̇͑ ̶̮͈̇ḣ̶̢̧̠͎̭ö̷̫̝̰́̃ș̴̡͎͔̭̋̀̈́̽͌t̴̳̐̑.̴̎͜”

Nodding, I stand up and collect my materials. Realizing the height of the ceiling and how far I had fallen. I start devising a plan to get myself out of the hole. Until I feel something lift me, looking around I see that it is the egg’s vines. Smiling gratefully at the egg, “Thank you for helping me.” I say.

“Y̴̩͖͛͛̑̏͌ͅe̵̥̔͠͠s̵̛̹̦̪̯̊͠ ̶̙͑́ỹ̷̮͎͉̇̾̌́͜͜e̶̦̰̳̝̳̒ṡ̷̪͖̫̺̘̔,̵̠̭̈́͆̂͝ ̴̺̟͉͂͌n̶̗̭̖͇̠͂ỏ̶̦̬̖̤̂͝ẅ̷͔͈ ̷͍̲͚͐͋̐̕ǵ̷̛̪̑̀͝e̸͚͔̣͇̔t̵̜̓ ̶̤̈̋̈́̂o̷̚͝ͅņ̷͖̊͛͑ ̸̥̅͂̀̓w̷̢͉͎̆î̷̡̤̺͉̺̑̀͑͝t̸̻͒h̸͇̠͕͈̬́͊ ̷͕͋̉͛̍̈́ĭ̵̩͌͝t̷̛̪̬̩͙́.̶̞͇̯̐̐͘”

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Skeppy’s POV

Bad had been talking about this thing he found the other day almost obsessively. He is taking Puffy, Ant, and me to see it today.

“Areee were there’s yetttt,

” I whine. Looking around we are in a jungle, there are trees and bugs everywhere.

“Almost just over here,” Bad says.

“How did you even find this place?” Puffy asks, curious about the place.

“Yeah, how did you find it,” Ant asks skeptically.

“That doesn’t matter, anyway here we are!” Bad says, pointing down.

“That’s a hole,” I say.

“I know that, it’s under here.”

“How do we get down there, you know some of us aren’t giants.”

“Just trust them they will help you down,” Bad says jumping down. “Come on guys don’t take all day!” He yells up at us, who might I add are still shocked.

“Well. YOLO!” Ant yells and jumps down. Puffy makes a yipping sound while jumping down.

“Seriously they left me alone, in this economy.” I joke before falling back into the hole. I feel something catch me before I hit the ground. Taking a closer look it looks like red vines. Oh, this is the thing Bad was talking about, and I thought he was delusional. As the vines lower me down, I take a look around. It is very dark and musty down here. My nose scrunching. 

“W̷̙̐̑̄ẹ̴̏͌̽ľ̵̝̦̈́͝c̸͚̟̘̱̘̈́̍̕͘o̸͈̤̺̅̐̚m̵̢͈͔͇̌͂̑̈́͝ͅe̴̥͉̐́͛͛̾ ̷̭̉͑͋̋̕b̷̧̜̒a̷̬͈̫̓̃́͘c̶̟̺͌̐͜͝k̵̺͒̂̾͠." 

A horrifying and scratchy voice says.

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!” I scream.

“LANGUAGE!!!” Bad yells, correcting me.

“D̵̛̘̜̋̃ǫ̷̊ṋ̴̨̳̦͒̄̐̇͑͜'̷̮̖̳͖́̃͐̽͜t̶̨̩̰̕ ̶͍̌̔̆͂w̸͔͇̭͙͆̈́̈́̂͠ö̷̡̼́̈́ͅͅr̵̺̹̩̦͂́̓͒r̸̨͉̪̱̘̃͊̇͂̒ȳ̵͓̯͈͒̽͌͠ ̶̢̱͂̃̓ḿ̴̺̐̀y̷̨̼̟̌͂͛̿ ̶̹͌͂ͅc̵̼̗͑̀́͠ḧ̷̛͉̝̠͖̬́̕̕i̴̙̘̔͆̄͑̅l̸̗̬̣̰̳̀͑͑͊͘d̵̩̙̼͉̑̎̓̉.̶̧̭̗̌̍͗ ̸͓̰̻͌́̐̕T̵̠̊̿̌̚h̴̬̥͈̄͜ḯ̸̡͉̗͖͙̂̎̔̀s̸̢̩̣̏̐̾͜ ̵̻͙͗̓́̏̕ȉ̵̙̝́̉͘͝s̴̪̻͂̀͊̚ ̷͇͙̳͕͕̐͒a̷̠͓͕͋̿̕ ̸͖̗͖̤̖̈́ń̵̟̲̫̳͜o̴̰͎̦̐r̴̢̮̂̃͝m̶̭̰̌̕ą̸̢͈͔͌͜l̴͍̲̃̾̚ ̵͈̗̼̗̀̈̕ŗ̵͕̗̪̝̚͘e̵̲̫̭̩̮͑̃̇͐̈́â̷̤̈́͛̊c̵̻̭̥̎͂͂t̷͙̲̮͆ì̶̼̠̃͜ö̶̫̱́͂ñ̶̥̘̭̣̩̄”

“I guess, he was still being rude to you though,” Bad grumbles, the egg’s laughing reverberating around the cavern.

“Is this what you were talking about, you said you needed help though?” Puffy says.

“Yes, they are uncomfortable in this tight space. So I offered to help, and I am asking you to help!” Bad says, grinning wide, clapping his hands together.

“I mean, sure we are already out here,” Ant says, shrugging.

“Yeah, I’ll help too!” Puffy chimes in, putting her hair up in a ponytail.

“I will be moral support!” I declare.

“Skeppy seriously.” Bad disappointedly says.

“Fine but only for a little, I’m a busy man!” I whine, grabbing my shovel and pickaxe.

We all start to get to work.

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Thank you for reading, if you have a request don’t be afraid to ask me. I will be posting the rules for requests later