《baby hotline | yandere dsmp》8 -FOREST FIRE-

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FOREST FIRE

She demanded

She was in the realm of Philza, God of Truth and Wisdom. All around was bookshelf filled to the brim with books, and the soft scent of parchment.

Phil trailed off, looking at the poor girl

She looked as normal as a sunny day but seemed so sad like a gloomy one.

He walked down from his throne, to give Y/n a hug.

He said,

Y/n hugged back, a tear slipping.

She whispered

Pulling away from the hug Philza looked into Y/n's eyes, holding her by her shoulders.

He said

He finished

And so any hope of seeing him vanished.

He continued

She questioned

He answered

He said.

Was all she could say.

She said, and left.

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She said, looking at the God before her.

He asked, curious as to what she'd say.

She asked

Dream, smirked at her question

He said, shocking Y/n

She said

He said cutting her off

He continues

She spoke up

He said, spite laced his words

She shouted, getting angry

He argued

She said, shutting him up

She said

She continued

He shouted

She insulted

He angrily shouted

She slyly responded

And with tensions at a all time high Dream snapped his fingers, done with Y/n's words and sent her to the Second World for a day, but only allowing her certain abilities.

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She was in a dumpster

She said.

"Uh. Hello? Winged lady?" She heard a voice.

It was a man with with black hair and a beanie. He was fashioned in a blue shirt a blue coat and some jeans and shoes

She said

She asked

And with some hesitation he eventually pulled her out.

He looked at her wings, admiring every detail. It's golden tips stood out the most to him. But a faint brownish-redish stain caught his eyes.

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B

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t suddenly it was all put to a stop when it disappeared.

"What." He said, in pure confusion

He looked at the lady who was in a entirely different attire now, wearing a simple white dress and sandles.

"Now. I do this" She said

She touched his forehead, her fingertips barely touching his forehead.

"Replace the memory of me with a cat." She spoke.

"..."

"What the fuck?" The man said in confusion

"Wait, no. I'm supposed to say that" Y/n said, confused

"What the fuck?" She continued

"You still remember me?" She asked

"Yeah." He answered

"Wh- No. How?" She sputtered out.

"You're coming with me." She said, grabbing him wrist.

"Miss." He said, stopping.

"The UK is cold, if you can change you're attire in a second you should change into something more warm." He said.

"Alright" She answered

And in a second she wore a white shirt, with jeans, some brown boots and a matching brown coat.

"Also who are you?" He asked.

"Y/n, Goddess of Revival. You?" She answered

"Quackity" He stated,

"Alright Quackity. You wanna come with me for a bit?" She said

"Uh. Give me a second." He said, pulling out a phone.

He dialed a number

"Uh, Awesomedude? Should I follow some random Goddess who has wings and can make said wings disappear. Also she can change in a second?" He questioned

"..."

A sudden beep was heard.

"He hung up" He said

"I wonder why" She sarcastically replied.

"Hold my hand for second" She said.

"But Mommy said that if you hold hands with a girl a baby pops out." He jokingly said

"Well Mom must be a high-school drop out." She said

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"Fuck you, that's actually true."

"Oh sorry"

"Anyways hold my hand."

He held her hand, it was warm. Just warm

They stood in silence for a good minute until Y/n spoke up

"Okay. It seems like I can't teleport" She said

"If I didn't see those wings disappear before my eyes and you changing in a second I'd think that you were on crack and meth." He said

"So that's why you're so calm." She said.

"Yeah." He said

"Anyways it seems like we have to do this the old fashioned way." She said.

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"Will you be my Plus One Quackity?" She said, with a daring smile.

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"I literally just met you. Why would you make me go with you." He said,

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"Uh. I don't know. I guess because you're somewhat hot?"

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"Excuse me? I'm fucking smoking hot. I ain't somewhat hot like a burnt out campfire. I'm a whole forest fire bitch."

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"I retract my statement. To be a forest fire isn't good."

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