Third Person POV:
Dream and Wilbur weaved through the crowd-filled market, each step getting them further from the castle and closer to freeing George from whatever games Tommy and Tubbo decided to do.
Soon enough they reached the bottom if a hill, trees decorated the plains surrounding them. Laughter was heard from the top, Dream and Wilbur looked at each other. No words were needed to communicate, the shorter nodded at the other. A simple, 'thank you for helping me find them,' was uttered.
The blond then sighed and started to walk up the hill, Wilbur followed closely behind. As they reached the top, both had to stifle a laughter. The scene that was in front of their eyes was clearly not something you would see regularly, or ever...unless Tommy and Tubbo are friends with you.
Dream's buddy, George, was tied to a tree. While Tommy and Tubbo who had not yet seen the two arrive, were throwing small sacks of flour on the victim, instead of the pebbles from before. I guess that could explain the patches of flour that covered George's clothing and the spot of flour on his cheek.
Dream looked at Wilbur and brought a finger to his lip, in a quick shushing motion, the other nodded and they advance forward silently. Now close enough to hear what the young boys were saying.
"What should we do next Tubbo? Rocks and flour is getting lame for a big man like me."
"I think this might be enough Tommy."
"You think this is enough? I'm gonna teach him not to mess with the blade!"
'Mess with Technoblade? When did George talk to Techno? What's going on?' Dream thought.
"You okay?" Wilbur whispered beside the thinking blond.
"I'm fine, let's go." He responded, and the duo ducked behind trees, each step bringing them closer. And when they reached a close enough distance, Dream faced Wilbur, who did the same, they both nodded.
Tommy and Tubbo heard shuffling behind them, they turned around but it was too late. Wilbur had leaped forward and pulled the two in a crushing-hug. Tommy's limbs flailed in the air as he screamed 'bloody murder', while Tubbo let out a shriek of surprise.
"Hey you two!" Wilbur exclaimed, ruffling his brother's hair. "I have a surprise for both of you!"
"A surprise? I'm a big man, I don't need surprises."
"Tommy, you'll want to see it!"
"The show it to us!!!" Tommy shouted, getting impatient.
"Fine! Follow me." Wilbur pulled them along, away from George's seeing eyes. They walked for a short bit, but Tommy...being dramatic let out a big sigh.
"What is this so called great surprise?"
"Look ahead!" Both did, and the two young boys let out a gasp.
In front of them was a blond-haired male, a mask covered half of his face, moved just enough to expose a familiar green eye.
"Hey Tommy, Tubbo!!!" He said, waving to them.
"BIG D!!!" ... "DREAM!!!" The two exclaimed rushing towards the individual.
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"You are award that I can't move if you two keep clinging to me, right?"
"If we let go, you'll just move away again." Tubbo answered, arms tightening around Dream.
"I won't! I promise."
Reluctantly Tommy and Tubbo let go of the tight embrace, that they had kept the hunter in for the past five minutes.
"Okay! Now you will go free George."
"Exscuse me! He messed with the blade!"
"I think you gave him enough of a punishment. I'll deal with it." Dream muttered, patting Tubbo's hair as he walked past the short brunette.
The blond, green-eyed pulled his mask back into place and walked ahead, the other's right behind.
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George's eyes widened as he saw the smiley mask, well more the person wearing it. His look of disgust gone, simply replaced with a grin. Dream's skillful hands untied the knots with ease and helped free George.
"How do you always get into trouble?" It was more of a statement, but George only responded with a huff. "Anyways let's go, I need to talk to somebody."
"Yeah! Let's go see Big T!!!" Tommy exclaimed, and George jumped, not having seen the ground since he was rather captivated with Dream. The teen laughed at the look he was given by his previous victim.
"Tommy! Stop being so childish will you." Dream teased, patting Tommy in the back.
"Shut up Dreamy!" George's steps faltered.
Wait...
Dreamy...?
They knew?
"You guys know each other....?"
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𝐸𝓂𝑜𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓁𝑒𝓈𝓈 || Dreamnoblade
FanfictionTechnoblade was a prince. One of the three sons of king Philza. He was the oldest between himself and his two brothers, prince Wilbur, and prince Tommy. He was also the heir of the Antarctic Kingdom and a born fighter, the best fighter in the land...
