Not well (a dsmp story)

Characters:

Wil= Wilbur Soot

Ace= Acelin

Tommy= TommyInnit

Toby= TubboLIVE

Ranboo= Ranboo

Alex= Quackity

George= GeorgeNotFound

Eret= Eret

Floris= Fundy

Niki= Nihachu

Phil= Philza

Inspired by the amazing written lore of L'manberg on the Dream SMP

The point of lore is it's fiction, so please do not tell me I got a part wrong, Enjoy reading!

CHAPTER I

No good news

Dim light from the cloudy sky gleamed through the kitchen window. Ace sipped her coffee as she listened to the doves sing songs of sorrow from the trees. The clouds parted a bit to show the sun and give light.

"Can I talk to you about something?" Wilbur said.

"Sure, let's go outside, it's nice out."Ace brushed the hair from her face.

"Alright." As he pushed in his chair, its legs scraped along the floor.

They both walk to the door. Will opens the door for Ace.

He watches her walk onto the grass. Her long flowing brown hair shifts in the breeze, and ginger streaks shone in the light of the sun as she studies her shoes. He blushed and closed the door.

"So what's been on your mind?" She asked.

He turned and walked over to her.

"I'm sick." Wilbur stated.

With?!" Acelin exclaimed.

"Tuberculosis. It's a lung disease." Wilbur responded.

"How bad is it?" She asked.

Hawks flew above head and flew so high they seemed to graze the clouds.

"My cough isn't too bad... Yet, it gets worse over time." Wilbur said.

"How long have you had it?" She asked worried.

"A month." He stated.

She wrapped her arms around him tightly.

"This climate- it- it's not good for my health." Wilbur mentioned.

"Let's move to the other side! Dream won't mind. Im sur-"

"We can't afford it!" Wilbur snapped.

"I'm sorry." He said.

"That's ok." Ace paused. "Will I…I care about you. I don't want to see you get worse. We can find a way to make money."

She looks into his brown eyes, stubborn, yet always kind.

"It's good to leave- and you have a dream! L'manberg, your own nation." She added.

She took his hands and looked deep into his eyes.

"Come on, I don't care what trouble we get into. I want to go together." She pleaded.

His shoulders relaxed.

"Ok… together." Wilbur said.

Acelin smiles. "Together."