Chapter Eleven

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Dream stood in front of the necessary people who would be accompanying him on the trip. It was the early hours of the day, the sun hours away from rising. Holding a checklist in his hand, the blonde felt like a teacher during a field trip, checking to see if the needed materials were present.

"Hey," George greeted, readily clothed for the adventure ahead.

After the two arrived home the night before, Dream had carried the other to bed. He didn't want to wake the brunette and he knew that they'd have to wake up as early as they did. He also knew that George was definitely not a morning person, so allowing the maximum amount of sleep was important.

"Good morning," he responded, smiling, "You ready?"

George simply answered with a nod. He wasn't sure what to expect of their venture to the nether. According to Dream, it was very dangerous but allowed for a learning experience as well. For that, George only sighed. People could die.

"Is everyone ready?" Dream asked as he noticed that the required members were present. The winter air snipped at his ears, turning them a pink color. Everyone was outside, allowing the night stars to beam through the deep and enchanting sky.

"I think," Sam said, his voice lower than usual from just waking up, "I've got the redstone ready, and I'm pretty sure that Skeppy has the potions as well."

"Has everyone gotten new armor if they needed it?" Philza asked. As much as he wanted to, he couldn't take additional armor because it would weigh them down.

Everyone nodded, scanning through their bags one more time to make sure everything was there.

"Here's how we're going to proceed. Of course, on the way there and back, we'll be together. During the time in the nether, however, we'll stick to a two partner group. The person in your group will also be the person you ride your horse with," Dream announced, "Technoblade put these groups together because he accounted for each person's skill level. Each duo will be strategically balanced."

"I'm with Karl, right?" Sapnap asked, smirking. Ever since the day before, it seemed as if those two had become much more close.

"Yeah," Dream answered, reading further down the list, "Sam and Skeppy are a group and Philza and Punz."

The brunette watched as a stray child ran outside, clutching Philza's jacket, "I wanna come!"

It was Tommy.

"You can't come," Philza sighed.

"But I'm almost a teenager!" He protested, "Hell will be my bitch!"

Philza chuckled. His son was so outgoing and confident despite the times he'd scolded him for his mature language. The personality seemed to run within the family, Technoblade being a strong leader as well.

"Maybe, but I've got another job for you."

"What?"

"With everyone gone, you and Tubbo have to protect the base," the blacksmith explained.

"That's boring," the child complained.

"If The Evolved attack it won't be boring and your defense will be needed," Philza countered, somewhat bribing Tommy to stay.

"That's true," he thought, taking a serious tone for once. Even with his ambitious character, Tommy knew that the journey would be highly dangerous, "Be safe."

"Of course," Philza smiled before shooing the other away and mounting his horse.

Putting the list down on the nearby table, Dream turned his attention towards the brunette, "George, you're with me."

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