Ariadne: a story of the dream smp

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The walk home was filled with tears and a dull happiness. For me, at least. Tommy and Tubbo cheered with joy to finally, finally, have their discs back. To be done with fighting Dream, since Sam took him away. That aura was barely there for me, however.

The walk home for me was filled with quiet sobs and sticky cheeks, my hot hand gripping onto Ranboo's. Of course I'm happy for Tubbo and Tommy, they could be dead right now, but, still. Dream is gone. Officially. He's in prison. The same prison Sam built for someone. Someone who has too much information. Under Dream's demand. My stress and anxiety has pushed most thoughts other than Tommy and Tubbo's away, but now that they are safe, for real, my other lingering thoughts seem to come back. One of which would be where that button went. That fucking button.

That button is the same one my stupid brain couldn't process on where it went. It's been, what? Months? And I still don't know how Wilbur couldn't blow up L'Manberg on Election Day. To just get it over with, someone fucking broke it. But who? It doesn't even matter anymore, the egg is more important seeing as it's spreading rapidly, but for some reason I can't let it go.

"Ranboo?" I mutter. He hums and I loosen my grip on his hand. "You think things will be normal now? Without Dream?" I clarified the ending. My friend looks to the ground and I lightly swing our arms out of boredom.

"No. No, I don't think it will be. Too much has changed for it to be fully normal. Maybe one day though, hopefully soon." I nod and glance over my shoulder to see Tommy holding and admiring Cat with a grin while Tubbo does the same to Mellohi before switching and doing the same to the other.

"Maybe we can move away from here with Tommy and Tubbo, Quackity too." I suggest. Ranboo nods with a small smile on his face.

"We can live in a small earthy cottage and be neighbors with our friends. Over time, people will move near us." He pictures for me. I smile at the thought.

"Maybe Wilbur will be back. And Phil, maybe even Techno." My smile falters, "Are we sure Phil is my dad?" I question. Ranboo makes a quizzical face as he pulls me into the portal back to the mainland, something I didn't notice we reached. When we step out of it he turns to me.

"Why wouldn't he be? You have Wil's hair, right? And aren't you Tommy's twin?" He asks.

I nod, "Yeah, but it's just wavy brown hair. Tommy and I are obviously siblings, with the same eyes and freckles." I stay quiet for a second longer, "It's just, Tommy and I never exactly got appreciated like Techno and Wilbur. Techno, we know is adopted, Wil we know is Phil's son, but Tommy and I never exactly got confirmation. We don't even look like them."

"Why are you just now thinking of this?" His voice turns soft and I kick a pebble down the wooden Prime Path. Dust puffs lightly from the small stone with each kick and land.

I shrug to my friend, "I don't know. Just thought of it. Maybe I don't want to be his daughter, he never treated us the same. Always said Tommy tried to hard when we were little, leading to him not trying enough." I look back to my twin. "That's what Wilbur told me at least. Apparently I was never in the picture." I look back to my tall friend, "Apparently I got lost multiple times and Dream ended up finding me each time, Phil never realized I was gone." I look back ahead, "If it were Techno or Wilbur he'd know right away."

"Oh." He says sadly. I frown thinking of how Phil treats Ranboo more like a real child than me and Tommy and he's most definitely not his son.

"Hey Lia! Wanna go listen to the discs?" Tommy asks, walking up next to me and Ranboo. I look up to him before quickly looking down, not wanting him to see the tears on my face before nodding weakly. I notice him glance to Ranboo out of the corner of my eye before grabbing my arm and pulling me away. I wave to my friend as I get dragged down the path to which a couple people laugh at.