Sneak Peak for DSMP Arc??

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Wrote a little short story based off of an old roleplay I did, and changed it a bit for LEAU >:3 = Editor's Note: Floris and Fundy are used interchangeably in narration. Alexis and Quackity are used interchangeably in narration AND in Fundy's dialogue. = Philza sat inside the house where the Butcher Army had hidden him away. They had stole his compass, the one leading to Techno's base. The tracker around his left ankle beeped. When the Skyling moved it rubbed against the black keratin in a repetitive way that hurt. He HATED that little orange fox. Betrayed. Backstabbed! Floris had left him to ROT. Philza didn't even feel bad for slapping the stupid kid. No matter how hurt Fundy had looked, he would not fall for it. He wouldn't care! But he did care. Just a little. And he hated that. Surely, Quackity was on his way right now to capture Techno. A rock hit the window beside him. He grumbled and stood up. When he saw who it was, he sat back down, now more angry at Fundy than before. Another rock hit the window. And another. The crow groaned and stood up. He walked over to the balcony, and grabbed his water bottle. He threw it as hard as he could manage at the mangy fox. A bark of pain filled his ears, and he barely winced before turning around and walking away. Fundy growled. "I have something that belongs to you!" He called, a heavy whine audible. Philza stopped. "Unless it's my compass, I don't want it!" "Oh. Well, actually..." Philza spun around. "If you don't have it, go away!" "I do have it! And it's only a matter of time before Alexis realizes I stole it, and comes back to kill me!" The Skyling swiftly walked to the railing. "What?" He was genuinely shocked. His wings were folded tightly against his back. He got his good first look at Floris in weeks. He was a mess. His fur obviously hadn't been groomed in days, and his clothes were dirty. He looked as if he was about to cry. Philza forced himself not to pity Fundy. "Why- Why would you..." At a complete loss for words, Philza stared. Fundy shrugged. "I thought... maybe it was time to do something right for a change... y'know?" He rasped. 'Sick.' The crow thought. "Do something right?" He echoed. "Do something right?" Philza scoffed. "You've never done a single right thing in your pathetic life." He spat coldly. Fundy was obviously taken aback, and very hurt. Tears pricked the corners of his brown eyes. "Well- Well fine then! I'll keep the compass! I'll- I'll give it to Quackity!" He tried to put on a furious attitude, but he was too soft. Philza fell onto his knees where Fundy couldn't see him. He was trying not to cry. Why did he care so much about this traitor of a grandson? There was no reason he should love the fuzzball. But he did. And it hurt. = Timeskip :3 = Philza opened the front door. Someone was knocking. "Why are you here?" "To return the compass." "I told you to leave." "I came back." "Why are you doing this? I hate you, Floris." "I know." "Why are you doing this?" "I'm trying to change." "..." "..." "If murdering my son is 'changing', you're doing a pretty pathetic job of it." "I know." "Really? I feel like if you knew, you'd be trying harder to fix the problem. Floris, I hope you know that whatever happens today, I will always resent you for helping them kill him." "I know." "..." "I'm sorry," "..." "I hope you know, that whatever happens today, I will always love you, papa." "I-" "I'm so sorry. I'm so selfish. He offered me friendship. He offered me love. I- I wish I could've just said no." "Flor- I-" "I'm sorry. I'm going now. Bye, papa." The fox dropped a small key and a compass into the crow's hands, and ran away, leaving Philza stunned, and sad. "Wait! Floris!" Fundy turned. "Yeah?" He said sadly. "Come back." "Okay..." "..." "uMoPgh-" "Don't ever be so stupid again, Floris!" "Okay." "I love you." "I love you too, papa." = The End =