For anyone having issues with my Dream SMP playlist called “Dream SMP - All Notable Events In Order,” the videos are still there when you click on a video. It seems that YouTube glitched them out. A solution I am happy to announce is that I have separated that playlist into different seasons, links are below!
Season 1 - https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLQbV6uQ0TklWlYbDDZ6nQxR3v7KpZ-0B5
Season 2 - https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLQbV6uQ0TklV62N5dci6gEADopt4nzeSZ
Season 3 - https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLQbV6uQ0TklXCDfnorkx6iJdkVy0r7Xv8
The master playlist will still be updated for those that prefer that - https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLQbV6uQ0TklWKWNjCgCJsyVciHVDXxzfc
list of fundy quotes from last stream that scream “daddy issues”
Fundy: Listen man, I came here to rebuild, not just break the last little bit of courage I have. I miss him, alright, I miss him. As much as he was a crazy fucker blowing up Manberg, he was my dad, alright. We’ve had back and forth conversations, and we had love-hate relationships, but listen…
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Fundy: What a relief huh, what a relief that your child is now an orphan and has nowhere to go.
Wilbur: You got Sally, I’m sure, somewhere.
Fundy: Somewhere. You don’t even know. Do you even see her weekly?
Wilbur: I have her in a bucket… somewhere.
Fundy, judgmentally: Somewhere… just stashed away.
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Quackity: He does understand, Fundy’s a smart man. He retains information and keeps it in his head for future use.
Fundy: That’s what you get for an orphan.
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Wilbur, talking about how death feels like: Now imagine if you’re in my position, Fundy. You’re travelling down a road and your father stabs you in a chest with a diamond sword. That’s what dying feels like.
Fundy: That’s what dying feels–? That’s kinda like what happened to me but…
Wilbur: I’m sorry I didn’t make you president, Fundy, because I thought Tubbo had gone through more than you, I’m sorry, I wasn’t–
Fundy: I fully understand that part, it’s– it’s more about the fact that you died.
Wilbur: The thing is, in Game of Thrones, everyone was annoyed at who became king, but the thing is, like, Fundy, whilst you probably would’ve been a good president, I think Tubbo had a better story.
Fundy: That’s not the problem I’m having here. The problem I’m having here is the fact that– I– Tubbo, the problem I’m having here is–
Quackity: Damn, Fundy sounds jealous.
Fundy: No, I’m not jealous, I’m jealous of the fact that Tubbo probably still has a dad somewhere and I don’t.
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Quackity: Fundy, do you have daddy issues?
Fundy, ignoring Quackity: –it’s the distance, really. That’s very close to the crater, you wouldn’t be able to, you know–
Quackity: Oh I though mean the distance with your father. I was gonna say– okay.
Fundy: No, no, I’m ignoring you.
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Fundy: Wait, you’re not disappointed, are you?
Wilbur: Me? No, I didn’t say that. I’m not disa– I’m very proud of you, Fundy. Fundy, good job.
Quackity: Eh, it’s okay if you’re disappointed in him, I mean, there’s nothing wrong with–
Tubbo: Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Fundy: He’s not, he’s not, he’s not, he’s not, he wouldn’t be.
Tubbo has completely switched sides, being Schlatt’s loyal right hand man. He warned him about the bombs in time to defuse them. He’d get his revenge, even if it means siding with Manburg for a while.
He slowly walked through the forest, walking to pogtopia’s base. There had to still be something of importance to Wilbur. Power? Chaos? How could he stop him from obtaining that!?
Then an idea struck him. What if he got it first? I mean, he was getting tired of always being in the shadow of somebody else.
So he set up a plan. He’d grow Schlatt’s horns to symbolize his strength, he’d steal gold from Eret to bribe techno with. He’d need armor, but he already had that. Pretty soon he looked like the world’s next tyrant. So what if he was a tyrant? There’s already 2, what’s one more gonna do?
He had a bow and arrow in his hand. He wanted Schlatt to be by his side when he takes down Wilbur, it’d make it all the sweeter. They walked through the path, the one he remembered Tommy always liked. They’d just walk up and down it, walking and talking like friends, like kids, before all of the war struck, when they didn’t have to grow up so fast.
He put on Tommy’s old revolutionary hat. It reminded him of when they actually had any hope for the future.
Schlatt was carrying a sharpened sword, tubbo had a strength potion in his pocket. This wasn’t going to be a painless death for Wilbur.
All he saw was trees. Where was tubbo? He was near Manburg, he started walking to Pogtopia. Before he remembered what happened. He had tried to duel Wilbur. He died, he needed to find tubbo and tell him he was okay. He turned back to Manburg but there was no sign of Tubbo.
‘Tubbo!?’ ‘Tubbo!’ He kept shouting. He didn’t care if someone found him. He wanted to have his right hand man by his side.
He saw Eret in the distance, he tried to hide behind a thin pole, he could tell he stuck out.
‘Tommy?’ Eret looked suprised to see him. ‘I didn’t think you’d respawn so quickly. It usually takes years for someone to get resurrected.’ How did Eret know he’d died? Did anyone else know?
‘Look Eret, if you tell a soul I was here, I’ll gut you like a fish, Eret.’ He said, glaring. Or as well as he could through his wet eyes. He probably didn’t notice it yet but they were wet with tears.
‘Don’t worry, no one will know. But if you’re looking for Tubbo, I saw him head to Pogtopia while I was on my balcony.’ He said.
‘Then Pogtopia is where I’m headed.’ He said, turning around to find his- what used to be his home. Before his and Wilbur’s duel...
He heard lots of hitting sounds and splotches. Like someone was walking through puddles. That’s where he saw Wil- Soot. He saw Soot, he was clearly losing a fight against The Blade. He shouting about how ‘this was your idea, ‘mr president.’’
‘Leave him.’ Tubbo said, giving him a blood shot stare. ‘We’ll take care of it.’ He started to sip on the glistening liquid in his pocket.
‘That works for me.’ The pig-like man said, getting out of the whole.
Then just for a millisecond, he thought he heard Tommy. He heard him shout his name. But it went away quickly- no it didn’t. It only got louder. Everyone else clearly heard it too.
‘Tubbo!’ A loud shout echoed through the stony halls. ‘Tommy!?’ He shouted back. running towards the source of the noise, all thoughts of vengeance and the former president forgotten.
‘Tubbo! Get back here and finish what we’ve begun.’ Schlatt yelled. Then Tubbo remembered what he was here for. For revenge.
‘Tubbo, don’t. It’s not worth it. Don’t stain your own hands with sin, just leave him. He’ll get what he deserves soon anyways.’
Tubbo was torn. Who should he listen to? Before he could think of a response, he heard a piercing screech echo through the underground base as the sharp metal that Schlatt carried was put through Wilbur’s chest. He strikes him right between his ribs.
Tubbo took a step towards him but Tommy ushered him away. ‘Tommy, get away from my right hand man.’
Tommy saw Tubbo’s horns. He was too relieved at seeing him to notice them before. ‘Tubbo...’ he almost whispered. ‘How could you...?’ He asked, his bright blue eyes getting teary again. He could see the hope that he gained from seeing his friend go away from his eyes.
‘Tommy..’ Tubbo started. But Tommy already started running away.
‘We did good for today, my right hand man.’ Schlatt patted Tubbo on the back.
‘Yeah... Yeah, we did.’ But his mind didn’t feel that way. It was swirling with doubt and sadness. He was scared of what Tommy would think of him. Of what he was thinking about him right now.
He felt his horns with his fingers. Feeling the texture and realizing what a monster he had become. Whose side he was on. What Tommy just did, he ran from him. He was clearly scared.
How could he have done this?
Why had he done this!?
It was for Tommy but... this isn’t what Tommy would have wanted.
‘I’m doing great Mr. President. Just tired from all of today’s events.’ He faked a smile to him. He was tired from all of today’s events so at least it wasn’t a total lie, not that he’d feel remorse if it was considering he’d been lying for most of the war.
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Hello! Thank you for reading :). If I crossed a creator’s boundaries please tell me! Criticism is welcome as always. Sorry about the lack of context. This is actually a chapter 2 for an old fic for my old fanfic blog with a few minor tweaks, most of which are fixing spelling errors or wording. Chapter one is sadly lost but the base concept is that Wilbur and Tommy dueled, Tommy lost and Tubbo became vengeful.
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