'I feel your arms wrapping around me.'

Not me forgetting about this book again lmao. Was gonna do angst but like take another filler. I'm so tired holy shit-

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Tubbo woke up with a gasp, shock evident in his twisted expression. What was that Dream? Why was Quackity there? Who was... Who was papa? Can I not remember his face? He took some deep breaths and looked at the clock, his brain took a minute to register the time. 10:43... OH SHIT 10:43 IM LATE! Jumping out of bed bumping his horns lightly on the door frame as he pulled his suit on. Glatt leisurely following him, staying invisible as to not alarm the others.

Tubbo slammed the door to the meeting destination with a bang crouching down to catch his breath. "Sorry I'm late!" He pattered over to his chair at the head of the table and sat down, hooves tapping as he went. "So to discuss the events of last week. Tommyinnit has officially been exiled from L'manburg. If I am correct, we will no longer be penalized for his actions?" Dream stared at him, his expression covered by his mask. God that smiley face scared him. "That would be correct."

Relief flooded his veins. His people were safe. As Tubbo and Dream discussed important exile things Glatt floated beside his son, hands behind his back as he watched on like a proud papa.

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What do we say chat?