The Adventures of Drista

Memories

Past Day.

Wilbur sat on the balcony, looking over his L'manburg.

The sun was shining. The area was small, but at the same time, it was bigger than ever. Peace and quiet lay among everyone, and the city was calm.

Wilbur smiled.

He remembered the days, not long ago, when it was just a small van, in the middle of a large forest.

Wow, it has changed so much!

Wilbur closed his eyes and breathed in the crisp, cool air. He fell in a state of silence and content, with only the birds chirping every few minutes.

It was all great until he heard people coming through the gates.

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Present Day.

Ghostbur and Dream arrived back to L'manburg. Dream stumbled towards his house, and Ghostbur calmly closed the door for him. He let go of the knob and sighed.

Ghostbur walked down to the main plaza and took a seat at the chair. It was sunset, and the moon was rising. He felt his body become lighter, and he felt more energized. The evening always gives him a little bit of a spark.

It was warm, but not too warm, and their was a slight breeze. The feeling of the air, the silence, and everything around him just felt... familar. But of course, he couldn't put his finger on it.

A figure walked towards him.

"Hey, Will."

Ghostbur looked up. His dad, Phil, was standing there. He was holding another new, empty journal.

"I got this for you, so that you can keep writing."

Ghostbur reaches out for it. He tries to grab the journal, but his hand goes right through. Ghostbur tries again, and his hand rests lightly on the covers of the book. He feels across the smooth surface of the leather, and takes in the fresh, musty smell.

"Thanks, dad..." Ghostbur says. He sets the book down and continues looking over the horizion. Phil sits down beside him.

"Was L'manburg always this big?" Ghostbur asks. Phil sighs. "No, it wasn't. In fact, it started out just as a small van in a large forest, and grew and grew. It is the biggest it has ever been right now."

Ghostbur puts his hand on the wooden railing. "I can't believe how quickly things change."

Phil doesn't respond for a few moments, and you can hear a small, shivery sigh come out of his mouth. "Yes, I know right?"

"It must have changed fairly quickly after I died."

Phil gulps, and turns his head away. Ghostbur notices a change in his mood, and turns around. "Dad?"

"Please, don't talk about your death..."

"O-oh... ok..."

Silences falls among the two, and Phil can't handle it anymore. He stands up and turns around. "Goodnight, Will."

"Goodnight, dad."

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Drista hums to herself as they swiftly walk through the thick taiga forest. Pine needles crunch underneath her feet, and she collects small sticks along the way.

Tommy and Techno both start to collectively whine. Tommy groans. "When will we stoppppppppppppppp..."

"Soon, be patient! We are almost there, I think."

"You THINK?" Techno yells. The bag of heavy materials sags down over his shoulder. "I'M GONNA HAVE BRUISES ON MY LEGS FROM THIS!"

Drista scoffs. "Oh please, I've bet you've experienced worse, especially with you being a warrior and all."

They finally arrive near a river, where there is a flat spot of land to set up camp. Drista drops the wood and starts to light a fire, and Techno drops the bag and rubs the bag of his legs.

Tommy slumps to the ground. "I'm so tired... We walked all night, I could literally just sleep right here..."

He immeditally starts to snore, and Drista laughs. "Ok, then."

When she is finished setting up the fire, the sun starts to set. Perfect timing. Drista pulls over a large log and sits on it, and opposite to her Techno sits on the ground.

"So, when do you want to start training Drista?"

Drista cracks her knuckles (to reduce cramping), and thinks. They aren't in the best position to start training. I mean, they literally just escaped a burning house with only the essential items they need. They don't have very many materials.

"I... don't know..." Drista sighs. "I wanted to train and set up earlier, but now we are clearly delayed and I don't know what to do."

Techno sighs also, and picks up the bag and starts rummaging through. "Yeah, we don't have enough materials to blow up a house, let alone start a small war and confront Tubbo. Unless we can find something, we are screwed over until I can go scavenge or trade."

"That will take weeks though, and we don't have that kind of time. We need to do this as soon as possible, or the whole plan could go downhill." Drista twiddles her fingers. "I really don't know what to do..."

"We'll figure it out, I think..." Tommy says. He sits up from the ground and rubs the back of his head. "I slept well, but the ground isn't very comfortable. 2/10 star rating."

Drista grins. "Yeah, hopefully. I just don't know where to start."

The three all look down at the ground, caught in their thoughts. That is when a voice from behind them speaks.

"I can help."

Author's Note: HIIIIIIIIIIII So despite school, I am going to try to make an effort to write as much as possible so that I can possibly post a chapter every day or two. I might do different perspectives of people, obviously will still keep the main focus on Drista, but I want you all to see how Dream, Ghostbur, and a few others are handling the situtation. I left you on a bit of a cliffhanger (sorry) but the next chapter will either be tomorrow or the day after. Thanks for being patient, and I hope you enjoy!