Chapter 3

535 14 0
                                    

Drista didn't know when she fell asleep or that she did at all. Her head was pounding, "ugh, what happened- oh, right." She shook her head but it only made it hurt more. Her eyes were sore from crying, "great," she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. She climbed down the ladder and sat against a tree.

She soaked in the sunlight as her eyes slowly went back to normal and not puffy and sore. Her headache was still raging to the point Drista didn't know if it was a migraine or a normal headache, she didn't care which it was; she just wanted it to be gone. The air smelled of flowers and citrus for some odd reason but it calmed her head a bit. She sat unmoving until she drifted off to sleep.

When she woke her headache was gone. Drista pulled herself up with a tree branch, Blue was fast asleep in a branch higher up. She always found comfort in the cat. Blue's paws were white, his snout was a light gray and the rest of his body was a blue-gray with patches of white fur on his stomach while his eyes were a beautiful amber color. Drista started to zone out when she heard a ghostly voice, she looked up and saw Tommy and someone else, they looked like a ghost. Drista never had any friends so she was always up to making a new one, so she went over to Tommy and the ghost. "Hey" Drista waved to the two. "hello!" The ghost seemed kind and friendly so she went on talking to them. "What's your name," she asked the ghost in a somewhat monotone voice. "My name is Ghostbur, yours?" "Mine is Drista, yes I know it's stupid no I do not care." Tommy looked at Drista, "I was thinking so should I name this place logstershire?" Drista wheezed at the name, "I'm sorry what? logstershire? you know what, achieve your dreams kid, sure." Tommy glared at Drista then his gaze returned to the "camp" if you can even call it a camp. "First of all I am older than you, and second of all do not judge logstershire" Tommy was acting like a five-year-old which proved Drista right for calling him a child. Drista turned to Ghostbur "I'm guessing by your name you are dead" Ghostbur nodded. Drista remembered Dream talking about L'manburg exploding and wondered if that's how he died but she didn't bother asking.

Drista ended up helping finish building logstershire. When they were finished building they all spread out around logstershire, Drista sat at the entrance, Ghostbur in his house, and Tommy next to prime log. Drista pulled one of her legs to her chest as she watched the colorful sunset. She sighed thinking of the times when she was alone, but this time she wasn't though it has only been around three to four days she never wanted to be alone again which was surprising because she used to prefer being alone. Drista mumbled "things don't always stay the same... do they?" she didn't notice the footsteps which were heading in the direction of logstershire, well not until she saw Tommy's face. Horror filled her eyes. "What is this?" Dream was genuinely confused, not angry just... confused. Drista let her horror die down, "Logstershire," she responded with a slight laugh. Dream paused confused but asked no questions. He turned and left leaving the three there

--

"Wait, you are telling me you are related to a GOD?!"
"Yes Tommy I am related to 'god'."
"Actually that makes sense because your brother is Dream which means your other brother is DreamXD."
Drista rolled her eyes, is he that dumb? I mean surely he should have known that if he knew I was Dream's sister. She thought that but didn't feel it. She was happy to explain that to him because she thought it was interesting. She loved explaining things to people maybe it's because the only one she could talk to was Blue and all he knew was 'Meow'. Drista happily explained everything she knew about her family to Tommy as if he knew nothing, which in all honesty he probably didn't.

word count: 706
an: i forgot about this fanfic because um.. bad memory and not sleeping but i remembered it and i wrote it quickly so if there are any grammar mistakes i am sorry! Also I am sorry for not uploading .~.

REWRITING STORY|Treehouse(Drista au)Where stories live. Discover now