I turned on my heel, walking back up to Quackity and asking what we should eat for dinner acting as if that'd never happened.
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It wasn't her fault, i believe in Wilbur and that he can do good but, kicking Y/n out? Bad decision. We need her here, he knows it too.
"Tubbo." Wilbur said strictly making flinch, sitting up and looking at him i asked "Yes sir?". "Figure out who's making dinner tonight okay?" he said shooing me away with his hand.
Y/n would've helped make dinner with Niki and Fundy who apparently wasn't too bad at baking. Y/n was trying to teach me how to hunt and prepare a chicken. I'll never figure it out with just Niki and Fundy.
While pouting i stumbled upon a book. I picked it up, dusting the dirt off of it. As if it'd been sent by the gods it was Y/n's book titled, 'For Tubbster! How to hunt, prepare, and bake a chicken.'.
Opening the book the first instructions were easily, 'Grab your sword and tred lightly and carefully to the left, (Remember use the L trick with your hands).' The print was in big and bold letters (A/n: like Comic Sans) so i could read it, she had never gave me the book because of how much time it took to write it.
I used the L trick and ran left, it was getting dark and that's when the chicken get skittish so i had to hurry.
'Find the chicken of course.' I chuckled, after a minute or two i spotted one.
'Slowly approach.'
I approached the chicken as instructed, pulling out my sword.
"And strike!"
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FanfictionYou're Wilburs sister, he's the great president of the proud nation, L'manberg. He decides to throw an election, it goes all wrong. You are met with a face, or a mask you never wanted to see again.. A dream x reader :) Discontinued super sorry ily a...