Why sad? Happy :)

Hello, it's me again. I hate to have to write to you again but, since we ended up on good terms last time and all... I need to ask you a favor. Well, not so much a favor, but rather advice.

a!Wilbur declared war on Apolotopia. War on me. I have no idea what to do.

Could we maybe organize another meeting?

-a!Tommy

a!Tommy,

It’s nice to hear from you again. A shame that it is in such dire circumstances, though.

I’m sorry to hear about the war declaration.

Advice is my speciality. I’d love to organize a meeting- let me know when and where and I’ll see if I can organize something. I’m quite a busy person.

Thank you for answering so fast. I am quite busy today but, is tomorrow by dawn good with you? Same place that last time, Apolotopia. Come alone. And I don't think I need mention it, but no weapons, and no snitching.

I can't believe I'm saying this... I trust you, Dream. At least a little bit for now. Don't let me down. Please.

That sounds fine. I believe I should be free by dawn.

Apolotopia, again? Sure. I don't make promises, but I assure you I won't tell anyone.

I'm glad you trust me. I won't do anything to betray you.

Of course, a!Wilbur! No need to worry, you’re not intruding on anything. Here, I think I have some in one of these barels…

..Okay, found one. Here, this is a relatively unscratched mask.

Thank y-you. I appreciate i-it.

However, I still don't see the point in covering up your battle wounds. If you really want to, I'm not going to stop you

I-I set some rules for A-Apolotopia, but they broke them, a-and now we're at w-war... I-I just thought you'd want to k-know, because we're a-allies and you agreed that c-calling off the war was a bad decision. -a!Wilbur

It j-just... Feels like I'm m-making the wrong choice...

I-I set some rules for A-Apolotopia, but they broke them, a-and now we're at w-war... I-I just thought you'd want to k-know, because we're a-allies and you agreed that c-calling off the war was a bad decision. -a!Wilbur

It j-just... Feels like I'm m-making the wrong choice...

Hello a!Dream, took you long enough.

*They point at a table hidden behind rocks and pieces of cloth, the same table moment ago two friends got carried away with glee and sadness.*

-a!Dream examines a!Tommy’s face for any reveal of what will happen. After a few moments of silence, daze swiftly turns and walks over to the table, pausing before pulling out a chair.-

*He awkwardly shifts on his spot, feeling a!Dream's piercing eyes look through them, examine their every move. Tommy fought the urge to make a snarky comeback, and instead took a seat in front of daze.*

-Daze raised an eyebrow, keeping eye contact (at least it seemed to be eye contact) locked in place with the one in front of daze. a!Dream carefully readjusted dazes mask.-

*They get up and rush to a dirty chest, rumming through it with a hint of exasperation before pulling a piece of paper from it. He hands the letter to a!Dream.*

Here's the original decree Wil sent to us. Um, basically they prohibited any sort of communication between L'apoloburg and Apolotopia, which to me seems unfair.

Anyways… You wanted to discuss something about a!Wilbur, yes? What’s the issue, a!Tommy? Can I help you?

*a!Tommy mumbled under his breath, hoping daze wouldn't hear. It was awfully suspicious, they thought, how kindly Dream seemed to be acting. But maybe, just maybe, it helped ease the teen's anxiety- if ever so slightly.*

Well, um... I'll cut straight to the point. I need to speak with a!Wil about these petitions but, I am kinda banned from sending them a letter, let alone walk into L'apoloburg like nothing is wrong. I-I... I was wondering if maybe you could, you know... Convince Wilbur....? To be open to talking...?

Well, I suppose I could do that. I'll... hmm, I'll try and discuss it with them. Although, a!Tommy, I don't want to lose a precious allyship- I will try! I'll try and set up a discussion or something. An unguarded one, I'd assume you're looking for...

-Daze pauses, looking for an answer to the next question.-

Thank you, thank you so fucking much a!Dream, i-it really means a lot to me. Yeah, I'd prefer if the meeting could be unguarded. But honestly at this point I'm willing to accept anything so, don't stress too much about it if you can't organize it that way.

*Tommy wished he could say that was a joke but... Having a!Dream on their side was a huge step, something that could help regain peace, something that could potentially -on the long run- bring her sibling back. They muster the biggest of smiles.*

Yeah, same here... I just wish we could go back to the way things were before, you know? I really miss them...

Oh? *Suddenly, a small bird enters the dark caverns, dropping one singular letter on the teen's lap. The L'apoloburg presidential simbol shines on it's envelope.*

-Dream nods, humming for a moment to an unclear tune, before standing up and grabbing dazes weapons from beside the chair.-

Ok. This was an... unexpectedly civilised meeting. I'll be seeing you, a!Tommy. It's nice to understand your intentions.

Hello a!Dream, took you long enough.

*They point at a table hidden behind rocks and pieces of cloth, the same table moment ago two friends got carried away with glee and sadness.*

-a!Dream examines a!Tommy’s face for any reveal of what will happen. After a few moments of silence, daze swiftly turns and walks over to the table, pausing before pulling out a chair.-

*He awkwardly shifts on his spot, feeling a!Dream's piercing eyes look through them, examine their every move. Tommy fought the urge to make a snarky comeback, and instead took a seat in front of daze.*

-Daze raised an eyebrow, keeping eye contact (at least it seemed to be eye contact) locked in place with the one in front of daze. a!Dream carefully readjusted dazes mask.-

*They get up and rush to a dirty chest, rumming through it with a hint of exasperation before pulling a piece of paper from it. He hands the letter to a!Dream.*

Here's the original decree Wil sent to us. Um, basically they prohibited any sort of communication between L'apoloburg and Apolotopia, which to me seems unfair.

Anyways… You wanted to discuss something about a!Wilbur, yes? What’s the issue, a!Tommy? Can I help you?

*a!Tommy mumbled under his breath, hoping daze wouldn't hear. It was awfully suspicious, they thought, how kindly Dream seemed to be acting. But maybe, just maybe, it helped ease the teen's anxiety- if ever so slightly.*

Well, um... I'll cut straight to the point. I need to speak with a!Wil about these petitions but, I am kinda banned from sending them a letter, let alone walk into L'apoloburg like nothing is wrong. I-I... I was wondering if maybe you could, you know... Convince Wilbur....? To be open to talking...?

Well, I suppose I could do that. I'll... hmm, I'll try and discuss it with them. Although, a!Tommy, I don't want to lose a precious allyship- I will try! I'll try and set up a discussion or something. An unguarded one, I'd assume you're looking for...

-Daze pauses, looking for an answer to the next question.-

Thank you, thank you so fucking much a!Dream, i-it really means a lot to me. Yeah, I'd prefer if the meeting could be unguarded. But honestly at this point I'm willing to accept anything so, don't stress too much about it if you can't organize it that way.

Hello a!Dream, took you long enough.

*They point at a table hidden behind rocks and pieces of cloth, the same table moment ago two friends got carried away with glee and sadness.*

-a!Dream examines a!Tommy’s face for any reveal of what will happen. After a few moments of silence, daze swiftly turns and walks over to the table, pausing before pulling out a chair.-

*He awkwardly shifts on his spot, feeling a!Dream's piercing eyes look through them, examine their every move. Tommy fought the urge to make a snarky comeback, and instead took a seat in front of daze.*

-Daze raised an eyebrow, keeping eye contact (at least it seemed to be eye contact) locked in place with the one in front of daze. a!Dream carefully readjusted dazes mask.-

*They get up and rush to a dirty chest, rumming through it with a hint of exasperation before pulling a piece of paper from it. He hands the letter to a!Dream.*

Here's the original decree Wil sent to us. Um, basically they prohibited any sort of communication between L'apoloburg and Apolotopia, which to me seems unfair.

Anyways… You wanted to discuss something about a!Wilbur, yes? What’s the issue, a!Tommy? Can I help you?

*a!Tommy mumbled under his breath, hoping daze wouldn't hear. It was awfully suspicious, they thought, how kindly Dream seemed to be acting. But maybe, just maybe, it helped ease the teen's anxiety- if ever so slightly.*

Well, um... I'll cut straight to the point. I need to speak with a!Wil about these petitions but, I am kinda banned from sending them a letter, let alone walk into L'apoloburg like nothing is wrong. I-I... I was wondering if maybe you could, you know... Convince Wilbur....? To be open to talking...?

Well, I suppose I could do that. I'll... hmm, I'll try and discuss it with them. Although, a!Tommy, I don't want to lose a precious allyship- I will try! I'll try and set up a discussion or something. An unguarded one, I'd assume you're looking for...

-Daze pauses, looking for an answer to the next question.-

Hello a!Dream, took you long enough.

*They point at a table hidden behind rocks and pieces of cloth, the same table moment ago two friends got carried away with glee and sadness.*

-a!Dream examines a!Tommy’s face for any reveal of what will happen. After a few moments of silence, daze swiftly turns and walks over to the table, pausing before pulling out a chair.-

*He awkwardly shifts on his spot, feeling a!Dream's piercing eyes look through them, examine their every move. Tommy fought the urge to make a snarky comeback, and instead took a seat in front of daze.*

-Daze raised an eyebrow, keeping eye contact (at least it seemed to be eye contact) locked in place with the one in front of daze. a!Dream carefully readjusted dazes mask.-

*They get up and rush to a dirty chest, rumming through it with a hint of exasperation before pulling a piece of paper from it. He hands the letter to a!Dream.*

Here's the original decree Wil sent to us. Um, basically they prohibited any sort of communication between L'apoloburg and Apolotopia, which to me seems unfair.

Anyways… You wanted to discuss something about a!Wilbur, yes? What’s the issue, a!Tommy? Can I help you?