《baby hotline | yandere dsmp》11 - RED FESTIVAL -
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"She asked the man before her.
Something everyone didn't know beside Dream and Techno was that Techno had died.
Everyone believes he had resigned his role of God and now is living his eternity at the Second World.
He stated
She questioned, now walking towards him.
He answered.
He added.
She asked, curious.
He said
" She replied
He answered.
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"Apparently the Red Festival is where people from the Second World worship the gods. And I'm apparently a slut to them" She said.
"WHAT? You should strike them down with lightning or like, revivalnessly stuff" Quackity answered.
The two, walked down the cold streets of London.
"Revivalnessly?" She said, chuckling,
"Shut up." He said.
"Also this is the day Gods come down to the Second World and say random stuff. I need to say wise shit and stuff" She said, pouting.
"HAH! You saying wise stuff?" He answered. Mocking her.
"You're no help. I've got to go." She said.
"Alright. See you." He said.
Without a trace she left like the fleeting winter wind.
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She asked, entering Phil's realm.
Upon entering she saw Wilbur and Phil making cupcakes.
She said, in disbelief.
The two said in unison.
He asked.
She asked, saying his full title jokingly.
She cut him off.
Wilbur questioned.
Wilbur joked.
She answered.
He said, pretending he's hurt.
Phil said, embarrassed
She stated.
Phil shouted, looking away flushed.
Phil said, answering her question.
She happily said, a small smirk was seen on Wilbur's face as he watched the lovely girl happy.
He grabbed a cupcake, a f/c frosted one and extended it to Y/n.
Before she could grab it he smashed the cupcake into her face.
The f/c cupcake stuck on for a bit before it fell off. Her face smeared in frosting.
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Wilbur proceeded to run, despite being death himself he was scared for his death.
His death, being Y/n.
His very pretty death.
Wilbur had come up with a dumb solution, and to this day he doesn't know why he came up with it.
Y/n cleaned her face and proceeded to run after the tall man.
And after hopping through a few realms they ended up in his and Wilbur turned around and grabbed Y/n.
His right arm hugging her back and his left arm around her waist, he buried his face into the nook of her neck.
In a dazed shock Y/n was confused.
Wilbur pulled away, still holding her.
Softly looking into her eyes he smiled.
He removed his right arm and wiped it off.
Wilbur, without noticing got lost in something he called "death's eyes"
To him, they were the prettiest things in the world.
He had wanted to just gorge them out and take them for himself.
But his obsessive thoughts were put to a halt as Y/n smeared a cupcake on his face.
She giggled out.
In disbelief he looked at her.
He said, chuckling
She asked, with a charming smile.
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Dream asked, looking at everyone.
Everyone was in the meeting hall, all ready to go down to the Second World.
All nod in unison and arrive in a snap.
They were on a pedestal, with people all around.
Children, women, and men. Everyone was there
They cheered at the sight of the gods.
Before them was a marble stand and Dream took it.
He spoke. His voice bellowing throughout.
Everyone took turns.
Everyone had stuff to say.
Eventually it came to Y/n.
They frowned upon her
But there was this one little boy. Who thought she was the coolest.
His name was Jack. Jack Manifold
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He loved the look of her wings
He stated, and everyone was shocked.
She said, walking back.
He whispered.
With a nod she looked into the crowd and saw a little boy.
He looked mesmerized, but she brushed it off.
Dream walked up the stand once again.
With a loud cheer red flags were raised and red fireworks bursted into the air.
The sky, covered in a explosive red and the red sea of people infront of them was a loud wake up call.
She was a goddess.
And people worshiped her.
The night went smoothly, drinking wine and eating. Dancing and singing were in play.
Suddenly the boy she had saw earlier walked up to her.
She said, extending her hand for a handshake.
"Hello!" He said, and happily shook her hand.
She asked.
"Jack! Jack Manifold." He proudly said.
She asked.
"I don't have any." He said
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"So I was wondering if you'd be my mother!"
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