~ Chapter 3 ~

                                    

                                          
A few days passed. September 9th was two days away and everyone in L'manburg was on edge. Wil hasn't been seen in days and Tommy was getting anxious.
"How about we go practice some swordplay to take your mind off of it, Tommy?" Tubbo suggested.
"Yeah! Let's do that! Wanna come Y/N?" Tommy asks you.
"Sure." You had nothing better to do. 
You follow the two boys to their favorite spot. A tree hung over a small creek that gurgled over the smooth rocks. Blue blossoms grew on the branches of the tree.
A huge field surrounded the tree and it was filled with all sorts of colorful flowers. Bees and butterflies flew around the flowers, collecting the pollen. The air was a mixture of fragrances from the flowers and the gentle breeze bringing new ones.
Some wild horses were grazing in the field but galloped away when they heard you and the boys coming. "Wow... This place..." You start but are just too amazed. 
"I know right?! This place is only meant for 18 and younger from our rules but I think we can make an exception for you, Y/N." Tommy says proudly.
Tubbo brings out two wooden swords. He passes one to Tommy and they begin to spar with the swords immediately. You watch them from under the shade of the tree, sometimes glancing down at the crystal clear water in the creek. 
"Y/N! Fight me!" Tommy yells excitedly, making you turn your attention to him. 
"I'm not great at swordplay." You admit. 
"Great! Then I'll surely win!" He challenges.
"You're on Tommy!" You jump over the creek and Tubbo hands you the play sword. You hold it in front of you, hoping you were doing it right. 
Tommy comes at you, his sword ready. You block and swipe up to try and push him away but your sword gets twisted out of your hands. "Hell yeah! I win!" Tommy cheers. 
"It's a shame that no one else could come to train with us." Tubbo sighs.
"They are so goddamn busy all the time." Tommy complains. 
"Shouldn't you be busy too Tommy? You are Wil's right hand man." You ask Tommy as you retrieve your sword.
"I don't know, he doesn't like me around when he is doing the political stuff." Tommy shrugs it off.
"Maybe it is because you always fight with George and Quackity." Tubbo points out.
"Hey! I don't always fight with them! They are just a bunch of arseholes!" Tommy yells. Tubbo just nods to make his friend happy. "I can't believe we are inviting everyone to the election." Tommy groans, unhappily.
"Everyone is coming, even the Greater Dream SMP?" You ask, shocked to hear this.
"Yes! It is so stupid! Why do they have to come? They are our enemies!" Tommy says quickly. 
"It's because George is running and he is a part of the Greater Dream SMP." Tubbo explains.
"That's dumb. The 'Greater' Dream SMP. That sounds so ridiculous." Tommy mocks and rolls his eyes.
You, Tommy, and Tubbo practice until Tommy complains too much about his arms getting sore and being hungry.
"Okay, let's go back. It's getting late anyways." You say, noticing the sun was getting lower in the sky. You had to meet him soon.
"Thank God! Let's go back. I'm starving!" Tommy sprints ahead, Tubbo close behind.
You roll your eyes and head to the large oak tree to talk to Dream. This is something that you loved doing for some reason. You always looked forward to meeting him. Once you get there you see him there already.  "Hey Dream!" You say to get his attention.
"Hey Y/N. How have things been going in L'manburg?" He asks you.
"The election is on the 9th. They say that they are inviting everyone, are you and the others coming?" You ask.
"Sure. I don't see why not. I want to see how this ends so we will be there." Dream says.
"Yes!" You cheer. 
"I gotta get back to the SMP. I'll see you at the election." He said.
"Okay, see you at the election." You say and leave back the way you came. 
Dream heads back to Eret's castle and is surprised to see Quackity standing at the gates of the stone building. "Quackity? What are you doing here?" Dream says seriously behind Quackity. 
Quackity nearly jumps out of his skin. "What the fuck?! Holy shit man! You scared the shit outta me!" Quackity shouts turning to Dream.
"Sorry. Now what do you want?" Dream says harshly.
"No need to be so cold, man," Quackity says innocently.
Dream glares at him, even though he can't see it, Quackity can guess that he wasn't messing around. "Okay, okay. You and the others from the Dream SMP are invited to the election on the 9th." Quackity explains.
"Is that it?" Dream asks roughly.
"Geez, somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed..." Quackity says in a loud mumble.
"No, I just don't feel like dealing with you right now." Dream counters. 
"Yeah, that's it. Just try not to blow anything up." Quackity says, slightly discouraged.
Dream smirks. "And where is the fun in that?"
"I'm serious, Dream. This is important." Quackity says full honestly. 
Dream sighs. "Fine. We will be there." Dream walks by Quackity and into the castle, leaving him at the gate.
"Asshole." Quackity mutters once Dream is out of earshot.
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Two days pass. A huge podium was built outside the walls for this one occasion. Lines of seats were put in front of the tall podium made of cobblestone and oak wood. Water spewed from fountains into a pond below the podium that was topped with glass.
Today was the day, the day of the election. The counting would be held later into the evening to allow the last few votes to get in and counted. You helped Niki, Fundy, and Tubbo set up the decorations. 
Each party had their own colors so the area was drenched in different colors and a few clashed quite badly. Wil asked to be left in the camarvan alone for a while. Schlatt and Quackity were nowhere to be seen either which was okay by you. Wil may have been your enemy but you thought Quackity and Schlatt would be even worse to rule.