Short Stories of the Dream SMP

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Swearing: If you don't like it, skip

Update: There's a little bit of angst but it's fast paced because I don't write slow ;-; moods don't swing that fast unless there's something like puberty involved but like-

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Lol Dream team go brrrrrrrrrrrrr

This is written to be platonic, despite the usage of the words 'I love you.' That's just supposed to be a friendly love. I guess you can read it as a romantic chapter though.

Also the universe here is so confusing, just think of it like, they can talk to each other over Discord or something, but they're in Minecraft in real life? Idk man.

"DREAM YOU FUCKING BITCH!" George yelled at the taller man, who was, up until he died from being knocked off a tower, in front of him, sprinting as fast as he could.

"LANGUAGE!" Screamed Bad from behind him.

"Yeah Gogy, language." Dream snickered, darting across a stream.

"SHUT UP DREAM! SAPNAP! WHERE THE HECK ARE YOU!" The British man asked, still fuming.

"I'm right behind you, jeez." Sapnap walked over to where George was.

"Bad where is he?" asked Sapnap.

"Oh! Uh- well, I've got good news and bad news."

George groaned. "Oh great."

"The bad news is that I lost dream. But the good news is, my muffins are ready!" Bad said happily.

George sighed and sank to the ground, putting his head on his knees.

"I want my fucking armour back." He said, upset.

Before Bad could even utter the word 'language', Dream came running up from behind them.

"BOO!"

"Hey Dream." Mumbled George.

Dream tilted his head in confusion. "Are we not chasing me anymore?"

"Guess not." Sapnap said.

"So I can keep the armour?"

"Go ahead." Came George's muffled reply. "I'm tired of your shit Dream."

Bad let out a soft 'language' before walking over and sitting down on the ground by George.

"Are you alright?" Dream asked.

"Go."

"What?" Dream said, taken aback.

"George?" Sapnap asked.

"I said. Go." George looked up from his knees. There were tears running down his pale cheeks.

"I'm tired of you constantly taking my stuff. You always tease me, you always insult me. You act like I hate you." George cried.

"You say that you love me, that you care about me, when you clearly don't!" George was now shouting. "So go! Go away Dream! I don't care anymore!"

"George, what, no I-"

"Shut up. Go away."

"George, I do care for you-"

"I SAID GO AWAY!" George yelled at him. Bad gently wrapped his arms around George as he put his head back to his knees and cried.

Dream turned to Sapnap for help. Sapnap gazed at George, then looked back up at Dream.

"You should probably go." He said quietly.

Dream looked at him pleadingly. He opened his mouth to say something, but Sapnap cut him off.

"You need to leave."

UHHHHH- THIS WASN'T SUPPOSED TO BE ANGSTY AT ALL, EVEN IF IT'S JUST A LIL BIT, BUT UHHH HERE WE ARE I GUESS?