Chapter 6- 2K SPECIAL

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  (from @Jay (and a bunch on numbers) on Twitter)

The council of Aroar awaited your directions.

Eagerly I may add

'It's so good to be home' You thought, smiling down the table. You stood up and cleared your throat.

"I've found a way in," you revealed with a smirk. The council listened curiously. "The Prime Minister of Frost: Wilbur Craft, had seemingly become obsessed with—well—with me," you stated.

   You heard some people audibly gag and look utterly horrified. Wether they were insulting you or insulting Wilbur was unclear. Maybe a mix of both.... They better not have been insulting you, or Sapnap might have a fair few words.

  "Seriously? Doesn't he know you have a husband-to-be?" Punz questioned, hiding his laughter under his arm. He said it in a taunting way. Some of the members chuckled.

  Sapnap had his feet on the table (much to Dream and George's disgust). "If he didn't then—now he does! He even got a very special invitation. We'll get him a front row seat," Sapnap snickered. The room erupted with laughter. Sapnap was always the most popular person in the room. He could light up the room with only a single joke. His smile was so infectious. Maybe that was why you fell for him so hard.

"On a separate note," you continued, giving a sarcastic smirk to your fiancé. "Luring the ass outside could pose as a threat to the rest of the royal family. Simply getting a gun to his head should be easy," you paused for dramatic effect.

"The difficult part with be negotiating"

"Negotiating what specifically?" George questioned, pulling his head up from the fierce writing. He was keeping track of every single thing you were saying during the meeting.

"With the Prime Minster having a gun to his head, the War General is guaranteed  to step in. His Majesty is kind enough to continue negotiating while the Spy Committee sneaks in and holds the rest of the royal family hostage. We'll free the Aroar soldiers who've been caught while we're at it," you concluded.

The room was silent. I mean—to your point, you never actually gave any speeches. Nor did you believe you were good at them. And yet, the room applauded.

Well, Sapnap had started

Then everyone else followed

"So.... We're negotiating for the minister's life? Alright that could work. What if either the Preserver or that loud kid follow? Or both? How are we suppose to hold the two hostage?" George asked once again. He seemed speculative about the plan as a whole. He did make most plans in Aroar.

   "First of all, why the fuck would a loud kid be brought to a negotiation? Second, the kid who takes care of nature is would be just as likely to go to a negotiation as the loud kid. Third...then we will just free the soldiers and come up behind them," you tried explaining once again.

    It wasn't a good defense, was it?

    George didn't think so either

    This would take a little longer then planned...

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Wilbur continued throwing rocks at the cell door. He bet that it pissed Sam off. He smirked at the idea that it pissed him off. He threw another rock just close enough to Sam that it went pass the bar and pass his ear. Sam growled in response and Wilbur laughed.

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