And Dream starts slowly, unbelievably, going up to the walls to take them down. Quackity and Fundy point and laugh. Ranboo, in the background, gives a quiet noise of confusion and disbelief.

"There was a peaceful way to do this… This is not-- This is not how it should have gone."

"No no no no-- Tubbo! No one's getting hurt! This is fine!"

"This is blackmail!"

"So what? Tubbo, you are acting like this is your first time!"

"Tubbo, with the discs, alright? We’ve done so much chatting, so much everything. There doesn’t have to be a peaceful way anymore."

"Yeah, but... This was meant to be a new era."

"Tubbo, it’s not a new era if he put fucking obsidian walls around the entire place, alright? We don't have to be neutral anymore."

"Yeah? Well... This just feels like history repeating itself, Tommy."

"How does it--how?! Tubbo, for the first time ever! This isn’t history repeating itself, because we have something on him!"

And then Dream starts building the walls back up. Higher, higher, higher, past where they were originally, while Fundy, Tommy, and Quackity yell at him to stop.

Dream jumps down, square in front of Tommy.

"Okay, listen. You fucked up this time."

A visible ripple of shock goes through the people gathered-- Dream must not swear often, if at all.

"I don’t give a fuck about Spirit, okay? I don’t give a fuck about anything, actually! I care about your discs. I care more about your discs than you do. That’s the only thing I care about on this server, actually! I don’t care about Spirit. Spirit was my horse. Died ages ago. I care about your disc because that’s what gives me power over you and your friends and everybody that you care about. Because you care about your discs more than anyone else here. So, if you are not exiled from L'Manberg, I will build these walls until they’ve reached this block limit! I will keep everybody inside, I will hire guards, Punz and Sapnap to patrol all around the entire walls keeping them inside! No trade! No one leaves! No armor or they get slaughtered inside. Don’t try and threaten me!"

"I don’t care. I have lost all care for anything on this server. The only thing I care about is your--"

"Really? How do I know you’re not fucking lying! Why would you care-- Why would you--?! They're my discs! Why would you-- Why do you even care about the-- So if I burn Spirit right now, you--"

"BURN SPIRIT right in front of me! Right now!"

"Listen, Tubbo. You have three days. If you do not exile him in three days? I'll do what I said."

"What the fuck do you mean?"

"L'Manberg can be independent. But L'Manberg can’t be free."

And he goes back to building the walls.

He should have never mentioned Spirit. Or if he did, he should have known that it would go poorly, that made sense, he shouldn't have seen this Dream as strange and unknowable, and he should have told Tommy not to do that.

But it's too late now.

He has been here for a day and it has already gone this wrong.

"Tommy, you had one job. You had one job. Be positive. To be peaceful. And you messed it up."

"Tubbo, he’s only doing this to get under your skin, so you turn on me, alright? You can't turn on me now!"

"No, actually! I think he made it very clear, what he's doing! He's doing this to get your discs! Because he wants them!"

"But the reason he’s doing this, because he--"