Chapter 14

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Everyone in the crowd cheered as i stared at Wilbur with a straight face, his smiled faded and the sun started to go down. I looked to Tommy and he was just looking to the crowd. Quackity and Wilbur shook hands and i looked to my feet.

The way home was quiet and Dream noticed me and Quackity were off, "What's wrong?" Dream said staring forward. "Y/n said that not all of what she said when she spoke was true and that we owe her for making us look better." Quackity mumbled, Dream whipped his head to me "It's true. I mean it's not like i can just forget about everything you've done to the place i used to live in." i said.

"L'manburg you mean?" Dream chuckled, "Yeah, yeah." i said speeding up a bit. I don't know about you but i don't like talking out how i almost died, bleh blood.

We got back to the castle and for the most part the journey was silent. I went back to my room almost immediately. Dream followed, "Hey, hey." Dream said sitting outside of my door. "Wanna sword fight?" i said looking to him, "But you don't have a-" i pulled a sword from under my bed. "Sword?" i continued his sentence for him and walked out the door softly knocking shoulders with him.

I walked outside to the backyard, he followed as i thought he would taking out his sword from where it hung on his belt. I got ready, leaning over a bit and remembering all i've analyzed about his fighting.

He has dominance within' his fighting, he swings first usually to battle for dominance not victory. Usually he gains the dominance he expects to. He also uses one of Sun-Tzu's rules, "Appear strong when you're weak and weak when you're strong." or something' like that. It's a mind battle more than a physical one. You hit him and he'll charge, he hits you he retreats. Both are to get you tricked, reverse psychology. If in the chance you do hit him first he gets confused and then just goes back to his mind games. It only works for a second or so.

I strike first, he gives me a weird look and his guards down for a second. My sword whips about immediately to his, knocking it out of his hand.

He's nothing without his weapon, he's trained for things like this. With weapons of course. He's got to big a ego for a body, ya get me? He never really skin fights, skin fighting is just you and your opponent, no weapons.

He scrambles for his sword and i kick it back more, then drop my own.

Dream, despite not skin fighting much is still very physically strong. Your best bet is to either stab him on sight or, lunge at him.

I lunge toward him, my head meeting the top of his shoulder, bracing and my hands at his sides, not wrapped around his side pushing him over while my legs get ready to pin him down.

Now, even if you may have the upper hand Dream won't give up. If you lunge you have to pin him down, if not. He'll flip you both over, pin you down and then stab you or knock you out. It's suggested you pin him down with your legs, last guy who tried to pin him down with only his arms almost got his arms broken at the impact of the ground, his arms, and Dreams back.

We collide with the ground and he almost immediately tries to turn it over and pin me down. But before he can i pin him down with my legs and his arms with my hands. He can barley move now.

In the event you do pin him down have it stay that way, let him struggle till' he's tired. He will be barley able to move if you've done it right, then stab him or knock him out.

"Well, i forfeit." Dream panted trying to laugh, i breathed out and let go smiling. "I win and you fucking suck!!" i said chuckling, throwing my hands up in victory. I grabbed my sword, he grabbed his.

It rained as we left to inside the castle.

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