8 - More Bad Stuff Galore


Geddit? Galore. GA-LORE. Lore. Hehehe.

Dream's POV

"G-George?"

Dream gaped at the pile of items that stood where his friend had been.

Twang!

An arrow embedded itself right next to him in a block of netherrack.

"AHHHH!"

Dream snapped back to consciousness and killed all the piglins.

"What happened? How did George DIE?"

Sapnap hurried into the clearing accompanied by Phil and Tommy.

"Is he going to respawn? I hope so, I sorta liked him. Do you think he actually d-"

"Of course not, you can't say stuff like that, Tommy." Sapnap interjected.

~

George's POV

POP-BZOOSH.

George burst into existence at the spawn inside his house. He looked around. The meadow was deserted.

"Ah shoot!"

30 Minutes Later...

"GEOOOOOOOOORGE! You're fine!"

Dream ran out of the portal and hugged George.

"owwwwwww....."

"Oops. But look!"

Dream brandished his inventory, which included 17 netherite scrap and five diamonds.

"We raided a couple of fortresses and bastions! Everyone has a decent haul, and we're going for another mining trip later."

"Great!"

20 Minutes Later...

Wilbur's POV

Night had fallen, and everyone was getting ready for bed.

"AHHH! WHAT IS THAT?"

Wilbur quickly turned his head at the sound. A huge spider was towering over Tubbo, and as he ran over and stabbed it, it reared up on its four hind legs and burst in a flash of purple.

"Another one of those weird mobs?" Tubbo asked.

"Seems so."

"I know what they are.  And who's controlling them." said a voice.

They turned to see Dream holding a white blob.

Okay! Cliffhanger! The next chapter is L O N G, so it'll take a while.

Peace out!


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