I had been planning Tubbo's gift for a few days recently. None of them used their sheets yet, so I would be safe to assume nothing large happened.
Tommy had been revived by Dream yesterday, in which I already talked to Dream. I didn't greet Tommy though. He didn't know me well, and a masked person after his trauma wouldn't be nice for him.
I couldn't fix Tommy. Dream had done a note on him. If I tried to calm him down like I did Puffy, I would scar him mentally in a way I couldn't erase. I couldn't have one of my most powerful potential allies hating me. It's not good for me.
The last few days reminded me of the peace I had before the Egg broke the peace treaties made. Back in simpler times, where my days were boring but fulfilling.
I had also taken my mask off recently, due to the fact I was alone. Nobody would find me in the treehouse months away from their homes. Even through Nether travel, it was near impossible to find me.
And ever since I took time away, I was able to be a little bit different. Instead of my usual clothes, which consisted of a sleek whole-body navy suit, with my species symbols in light blue on the left arm and back. I also had black leather-like straps which made an almost spider-like design on my right side.
(A/N: I added this for any possible artists. It's only a preference, but can be changed anytime)
I reached up to the ceiling of the house, putting up the dull white lights. One last strand, and then the first part would be done. Then I would need to prepare a spot in my homeland to take Tubbo.
I was supposed to take Tubbo back here today, so I would ask him then. I could do my preparations in the next week. I could go at any speed I wanted, I suppose.
The lights were finished being hung, and the floor was much more organized. I had replaced the old navy carpets with new ones. I also hung some picture on the branches, which were art, people, and even a bee to remind me of Tubbo.
Every time Tubbo came to my treehouse, he almost made me forget my troubles. He has become my closest friend on the SMP- that's stronger than any ally.
I ran to the grounds of the SMP, where Tubbo was talking with Ranboo, who was now his husband.
As I walk closer I could hear Tubbo flirting. When he saw me, he looked down for a second in embarrassment and then smiled at me.
"Hi Kya!" He says cheerfully.
"Yeah, hey." Ranboo adds.
"Heys guys, I'm sorry to interrupt. Could I steal Tubbo for a few minutes, Ranboo?"
"Yeah. I have to go back with Techno and Phil for a bit anyway. Bye Tubbo." He says, before hugging the smaller male in goodbye.
"What are we doing?" Tubbo asks with excited curiosity.
"Hop on. We're going to the treehouse." I smile at him.
He hops on my back, and I run to my home. I pull him up to the top of it, excited for him to see what I have done.
"Woah.... BEE!" He yells, before hugging the painting of the bee.
I laugh, before telling him to sit down.
"What's happening?"
"Tubbo... would you like to come to the Lands and see what it's like?" I almost squeal. He looks ecstatic before his face drops.
"But I thought they would all hate me?"
"Well, I talked to my dad, and I got a way to get around it. I have a special orb, which would turn you into one of me, a Dreamon, or what most of the Egg's species would look like, for a whole day. Twenty-four hours! I could show you so much! And you already know how to say a few things in reverse English, which is really similar to my language anyway. I could translate if you want. Are you happy? Do you want to come?" I realize I'm blabbering on, so I stop at that.
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FanfictionShe was known by them as Kya, her name, but not quite. She's the most mysterious of all of them, and the least willing to admit it. In her mind, she was meant to stay in the shadows. To be undiscovered and manipulative, and work the story- mold it...