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Crumbling thoughts

Summary:

The hell that is known as forsaken was crumbling (literally) which gave the survivors and keeps the perfect way to escape... but now they have to deal with getting used to the real world once more...

 

Or: I write a stupid AU thats been in my head a bit while also adding to the Matt1337 fanfics cuz I've read every single one /srs

Notes:

(See the end of the work for notes.)

Chapter Text

Guest's hands flexed

 

What happened?

 

The last guest remembers was that... hell crumbling, literally it was almost like the spectre gave up on keeping the world stable

 

It wasn't that bad.. Builderman, 007n7, shedletsky -or was it telamon? Guest didn't have the time to ask during that whole spiral- found a way to send everyone back to the real world

 

So.. guest was home.. where? No clue, but he was home..

 

He attempted to open his eyes before closing them again..

 

There was never enough light back there.. what would he even call that place? Hell?

 

No, he couldn't have ended up there.. he did good for his people. Right?

 

Guest groaned as he heard.. a voice? Multiple maybe.. he wasn't sure, all he knew was that it was loud.. 

 

Guest attempted to open his eyes once more, the light was no longer assaulting his eyes, as something was blocking it.. maybe it was a someone.. guest couldn't tell

 

Guest glanced around the room, he saw two other somethings.. a window, and boring decorations.. was he in a hospital? Why would he be in a hospital?

 

Guest closed his eyes again, he felt so tired, for once his mind wasn't rushing, it was at peace..

 

The soldier let out a hum when someone touched his face, their hand felt soft, like it was freshly made and harvested from a Sheep

 

Guest heard someone call out his name, first his nickname -which was just guest, then his number, then his full name

 

Guest turned to that person, his eyes were finally working, and he could tell the person, er, man, looked a lot like his best friend

 

Which didn't make sense.. he saw Matt get shot... he was.. he was dead right?

 

"Guest!!, Dude, are you okay?!" Guest groaned at the other's loud voice

 

"Matt!, Quiet down! We're still in a hospital!" A woman said, who looked a lot like his.. wife

 

"Wh.. where... am... I" guest attempted to get out, his voice hurt quite a bit

 

"Guest! Hon you're okay!" Daisy grabbed Guests hand lightly, like she was touching glass that would break with even a glance

 

Meanwhile, Matt jumped at the guest the minute he could sit up

 

"Oh thank Telamon you're okay dude! We thought you died!" Matt squeezed guest

 

"Matt-!" Daisy sighed, rubbing her temple in annoyance

 

"Be careful with him, he just woke up"

 

Matt rolled his eyes, but did lessen his hold on guest a tiny bit

 

"What....happ...ened.." Guest looked over at Daisy and then at Matt

 

"We can tell you after you heal.." Daisy kissed the top of Guest's head

 

Guest looked down at his hands.. how long has he been out for? Was all that a dream- er.. nightmare?

 

Can people even dream in a coma?

 

Whatever..

 

Guest hummed, he needed to think..

 

Maybe he could find a way to get access to like chance or something? If chance remembers what happened. It happened.

 

Guest learned chance can't lie to him, quite strange

 

He let out a yawn, the only sleep hes gotten in telamon knows how long was simple naps or if he passed out.. the latter usually happening more often.

 

At some Point Daisy left, saying she had to get going to pick up Charlotte from school, leaving Guest and matt, who was just talking about whatever too fill the silence

 

And as soon as guest was about to close his eyes, the door opened, revealing builderman himself, telamon, and Dusekkar

 

"Guest! Thou art awake! Verily, 'tis a joy that this journey hath not been in vain, ha!" Dusekkars flame brightened a bit, which honestly hurt Guests eyes even more then it was

 

"Why.. are you all up.. I thought.. you'd all be resting?" Guest muttered.. he still wasn't used to speaking near the admins

 

"Prithee, we sought to communicate unto him, yet he did crave answers; thus are we compelled to follow in his stead..." dussekkar rolled their eyes, At least.. guest assumed he did..

 

"Im sorry what?" Matt looked between guest and the admins, either he was confused why they were speaking like they knew eachother for months, or he has no clue what Dusekkar was saying

 

"Duse is tryna say we all tried to get builderman to sleep, but he wants answers to questions.." telamon muttered, its clear from her voice hes going to pass out

 

"Builderman... you.. need rest..."

 

"Nah, m'Fine y'all, now, do ye mind if we asked ye' s'me questions?" Builderman took a step closer to the bed, it was clear it took alot out of the demi-god..

 

"You can ask... questions tonorrow... we all... need rest after.. that hell... specially you.." Guest grumbled "you did... most the work..."

 

"He speaketh not falsehood, thou must taketh thy rest ere thou dost faint." Dusekkar grabbed Buildermans shoulder, who simply sighs

 

"Fine.. we'll ask 'im questions tomorrow" Builderman grumbled "but just cuz he needs some sleep afta' evrythin' that 'appened ere.."

 

"I bid thee thanks.. Now, if thou wouldst excuse me, I and mine own bed have a council, thus I must away to it!" Telamon looked over at Dusekkar

 

"Telamon has not a clue what you have just muttered"

 

"I am weary, hence I shall return to mine abode with Taph to take mine rest." Dusekkar rolled his eyes before leaving

 

"All he had to say was he was tired, he did not need to sass telamon.." the god grumbled before grabbing buildermans arm

 

"We must get going, farewell, have a nice rest Guest!" And with that, they left

 

Guest was about to lay down before Matt let out confused stutters... right

 

Maybe he should explain?

 

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It can wait till morning, its nap time