Basically, this is set in the dream smp. For example, the minecraft world is the real world. It includes the war, blowing up of l'manburg, Tommy's exile and more events.
I won't spoil anymore, just know I suck at writing and this is my first fanfic...
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im going to explode omfgg I don't know who made it as I found it on google images but I LOVE this person!!
okay okay, I'll start the story!
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________________ "This is the start of L'Manberg!" I heard Tommy's voice cheer in the distance. I turned my head towards Dream and he was just as confused as me. L'Manberg? What sort of stupid name was L'Manberg? Probably just another stupid game or joke they're playing.
Dream and I continued to walk down the prime path but we always heard Tommy, Wilbur or Tubbo celebrating something. I stopped in my path, causing Dream stop and be confused.
"I'm gonna go see what that is..." I told him before I ran in the direction of the noise. He nodded and continued down the path. My eyes widened as I saw a huge enclosed area. I used my blocks to climb up and I saw a van in the middle with the 3 British men cheering and working.
"Wilbur? Tommy? Tubbo?" I called out, drawing attention to all of them. The youngest of them walked towards me on the wall and glared at me.
"What is it George?" He said, coldly.
"Uh, what is this..?" I looked around at the rest of the wall. The area was decently sized and closed off using obsidian. I turned back to Tommy and he grinned.
"This is our new nation, L'Manberg!" He giggled, "Us British men will create it amazingly!" I didn't understand. I was British aswell, but I hadn't been told of this place.
Tommy noticed my confusion and answered my question, "You're Dream's little bitch, we don't want you in L'Manberg, George."
I froze at the words. Dream's little bitch? I wasn't even like that! What was with their rudeness today? I shrug it off but then Tommy came up and pushed me off and away from the wall.
I landed on the floor with a thud. My back hurt a lot as the wall was quite vast. I groaned as I sat up and saw Tubbo on the wall.
"Bye George, don't come back!" He yelled, smiling. He jumped back down into L'Manberg, leaving me injured on the floor.
Well, I certainly know where I'm not wanted, so I decided to go back to Dream. I held my arm over my waist, trying to ease the pain. Soon enough, I made it to the community house. Dream was inside, repairing his crossbow.
"WOAH! George what the heck happened?!" He asked as he came over to help me. I groaned as I rolled my eyes and began healing myself.
"Tommy, Wilbur and Tubbo started some sort of 'nation' and they pushed me off the like 10 block tall obsidian wall..." I muttered as a drank a potion of healing. Dream nodded in agreement and soon finished his repaired crossbow.
"I think we should end this 'nation' the only place for us is the Dream SMP..." The masked man suggested as he put his sword on his back, smirking. I nodded in agreement. It was just one little fight anyway and they were taking Dream's Land. He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the lard Obsidian barrier. Using his ladders, he pulled me up onto the wall and handed me some diamond and nether items equipment.
"Wilbur!" Dream yelled as a boy with rounded glasses came out from the centre van.
"What do you want Dream? Leave us be for one moment can you?" Wilbur yelled back as he stood his ground. Soon, Tommy and Tubbo appeared at his side.
"What are you guys playing at? You can't just make a new nation in the Dream SMP!" I called back glaring the sixteen-year-old dead in eye. He rolled his eyes and shouted back,
"George you're just proving yourself as Dream's Little Bitch! Stop being so attached and pull yourself together, weak ass!" I felt my heart stop as I glared at him coldly. I gulped and kept my dead gaze on him.
I heard Dream yell back at Tommy in my defence but I completely zoned out. It hurts a lot when somebody calls you weak. It may not hurt you in the same way it hurts me, however it does.
It sounds stupid; letting a 16 year old upset you so much. But Tommy, didn't know better, right? Philza was his dad and he had Wilbur and Techno for brothers! He was just surrounded by bad influences.
I was brought back by Dream in my face. I could see his mask and his hands were on my shoulders.
"George? Are you okay?" He asked as I focused my attention to the masked boy. I nodded and pushed his shoulders off me. I made my way off the wall and continued walking down the Prime Path.
Tommy had taken things too far.
///////////// ITS JUST A FANFIC Tommy is not a horrible person, AND HE IS GREAT!
