I pulled a ring out of my pocket and looked at it. It was a silver ring with a black gem in the middle. I smiled, and then looked in the direction Tubbo's room was in. I then looked down and sighed. "I can't do it..." I muttered and groaned as I flopped down on the couch.
"I'll just do it when Tommy's here. It'll be a bit easier." I said, and then looked at the time. I still had seven hours left. I decided to go to Niki and Bad's cafe, plus I could probably grab a slice of cake. Maybe I even have enough money to bring home a slice for Tubbo. Feeling a bit better, I got up and walked toward Tubbo's room. I pocketed the ring, and then knocked gently.
"Come in!" I heard Tubbo say. I slowly pushed the door open and smiled at him. He smiled back. "Did you need anything, bossman?" Tubbo asked me. I nodded and looked at him. I saw something white in his hair and raised an eyebrow in confusion. He sensed my confusion and giggled. "It's Benson. He just walked up to me and sat on my head." He said while laughing a bit. I nodded and smiled. "I might not like Benson too much, but that seems cute." I said with a smile. Tubbo nodded and removed Benson from his head and pet him gently.
"So what did you need?" Tubbo asked. "Oh, I just wanted to say I'm going to the cafe. I am craving a slice of cake." I said, and Tubbo nodded and smiled. "Cool!" He said. "So just call me if you need anything, ok?" I said, and he nodded again. "Got it! Say hi to Niki and Bad for me." Tubbo said, and I nodded. "Ok, bye!" I said and left. I left the apartment and started humming a random tune. I was jolted out of my train of thought when I heard a... wait, was that a kid?!!?
A kid was screaming in pain in the distance.
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"Hey Phantom, what is Timothy saying?" I asked him. "What? O-oh, I wasn't paying attention." He replied. I narrowed my eyes. Theories started appearing, and I thought about the situation. "Wait..." I mumbled, and my eyes widened. What if Timothy is behind all of this? He told Sally about where Fundy lived, and that's also how he knows where Fundy is? He could be calling Sally right now to ask her how he's doing...
"Oh. My. God. Blade did you just actually say that?!!?" A voice said in disappointment. Other voices started talking as soon as that voice finished its sentence. "You know, for being the second top hero in all of Dream SMP, you're pretty bad at it-" Another voice said. My eyes widened in shock, and I scoffed. "E." Another said.
"Shut up." I muttered. So that theory was probably incorrect since the voices knew everything. But the voices seemed to favour Timothy a lot... I was dragged out of my train of thought when I saw Phantom whip his phone out. I raised an eyebrow and looked at Ph1LzA, who returned the confused expression and shrugged. I watched as Phantom's eyes widened and he looked out the window. "That. Freaking. Cow." He said angrily. "Phantom? A-are you ok? What's going on?" Ph1LzA asked, worried.
"THAT PIECE OF SHIT DEADNAMED FUNDY!" He said angrily. He threw his phone on the table in anger and I went over and picked it up. Thankfully, it wasn't broken. It was a text from an unknown number, probably Sally. "You're probably so angry right now lol XD" It read. My eyes narrowed, and a second later, the unknown person sent a picture. My eyes widened as I looked at the picture.
It was a picture of Fundy.

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"If you don't stop, I'm gonna start stabbing sh!t." // A DSMP Fanfiction
FanfictionThe Bench Trio, TommyInnit, Tubbo_, and Ranboo Beloved live in District 17, one of the poorer districts on the outskirts of L'Manburg, a major city in the large country of Dream SMP. In District 17, crime isn't rare and is in fact very common. What...