Simply Troublesome {Dream & MHA crossover}

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|| The 2021 draft 💀 ||

Dream grew a new dis-like toward monkeys.

After his one-sided "omg I recognize you" moment with Eraserhead, Clay(again, he was still out of his "vigilante" persona) continued on his way to satisfy his hunger.

Because his stomach was making the rumbleys- thatonlyhandscouldsatisfy.

He grabbed two packets of chips(theywerealloutofhands-) and one drink, as he made his way to the counter a small brown monkey landed on his face. He yelped, and tried to shove the monkey off.

Said monkey screeched and grabbed his items, he chased after the furry creature to the counter.

"Thanks Chip." The cashier said, the monkey landed on his outstretched arm. He looked at the confused Clay then smiled, "So sorry about him, I've been training him to check customers out but he keeps stealing their items and bringing them to me."

Clay hesitantly nodded, was he still getting his food orrr....?

"Ah! Here, I'll check you out." The cashier grabbed the items from the monkey, Chip, and scanned them.

After Clay paid for them(with some money he earned from temporary jobs) he headed toward the exit, only to freeze when four robbers piled in.

"Seriously?" He muttered, why is it EVERY time he goes to a public place, SOMETHING has to go wrong?

"PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR-"like ya just don't care-"AND DROP EVERYTHING!!!!" The, what looks to be, lead robber said, waving a gun around.

Clay sighed, then spun around and walked toward the back, "HEY! DON'T MOVE!"

Clay looked over his shoulder, "I have to use the bathroom."

"HAND OVER YOUR PHONE!"

"Don't have one."

"what?- YOU LIE!!!"

"Nope."

Clay emptied all his pockets; lint, three rocks, a... doorknob..?, and some spare change. They all stared blankly at the random items.

Chip suddenly jumped down and grabbed his extra change, ".. over-sized rat with hands.. " Clay muttered, glaring at the monkey, who was making weird sounds and jumping on the top of isles.

"HANDS IN THE AIR!!! You can use the bathroom.. " The lead robber yelled at the cashier then smiled at Clay.

Clay smiled back and casually walked to the bathroom, the cashier gave him a betrayed look, which Clay just shrugged.

The Sandy-dandy blond actually had to use the restroom, BUT he placed his mask on(after washing his hands) and headed out to fight the robbers.

So. Dream may of accidentally-kind-of-on-purpose almost killed the monkey.

Almost!

The whole time he was fighting the group of robbers the STUPID RAT WITH HANDS kept jumping on him and throwing stuff!

So Dream whacked the monkey, harderthenneeded and sent it flying.

"SURRENDER!!" One of the robbers screamed, holding two shoppers by the neck. Another robber was pointing his palms at him, they glowed a dull yellow.

Suddenly the door busted open, Dream recognised the mop of dark hair, Eraserhead!

"Dream-" Before he could say anything, the vigilante launched toward the distracted robbers holding the hostages. The blonde rammed into the robber with glowing hands, making a shot go off.

"He-GAH!" The robber holding the hostages yelped as Dream kicked his side. Releasing the shoppers, letting them run out the store.

He looked over to see Eraserhead fighting with the other two robbers, the robber with the glowey hands regained his bearing. Dream decided to creatively name him Glow Hands. Or GH.

So, GH let out a war cry with his yellow glowing palms and engaged in a hand-to-hand fight.

GH grabbed Dream's bicep with a glowing hand and shot him, the blond hissed in pain, chopping GH's hand away.

He kicked GH's feet out from under him, making the robber land on his bum.

He brought out a diamond sword and pointed it at him. The robber held up his hands in surrender, Dream didn't take any chances and tied his hands behind him with his palms facing eachother.

"Dream, yo-" Again Eraserhead was interrupted by a giant foot wrecking through the building.

The blond panted as he collapsed to his knees, his heart pounding from adrenaline.

He looked around at his familiar world, then turned to see the disoriented pro hero. "Hey, you up?" He asked, poking the hero.

Said male groaned, opening his eyes. His bleary eyes met his through his mask, he took his out stretched hand and let the blond pull him up.

"Where..?" Eraserhead asked, gingerly touching his head, looking around.

"Uh... Well, long story short; you're in my world." Dream muttered, looking around as well.

The older male raised any eyebrow, then narrowed his eyes. "Your world?"

"Eh, yeah."

"How exactly are we in, your world?"

"You keep saying it like it's not my world," He muttered, but answered his question. "It's part of my quirk."

At this, Eraserhead perked up; "What? I thought you had a create quirk, did you create this whole world?!"

"Uh, no- well, technically yes but-"

Eraserhead stared at him doubtfully.

"Okay, well, my quirk is basically... I'm always playing a video game."

With that poor explanation, a weird green creature approached them, it had a slender body, no arms, four legs like a deformed spider, dark holes for eyes, nose, and mouth.  It had green skin with darker speckles all over, a low hissing sound erupted from its nonexistent throat.

Before Eraserhead could comment, Dream shoved him away from the creature, "CREEPER!"

Said creature flashed, the hissing getting louder before it erupted into an explosion.

The ravennette gapped at the blond who, when he got hit, flashed red for a split second.