MCYT ONESHOTS

King - Eret

Summary: Since the early days of the smp, (Y/N) and Eret have been good friends. When Eret becomes king, their friendship seems to be tampered with by another force.

realistic minecraft au again! i really like doing these haha :) most likely will be long just because i feel like it

A/N: sorry if there is any lowercase with names or anything! I'm going to be using he/him pronouns for Eret. This is a platonic story, sorry to anyone here for a relationship, I'm not sure of Eret's boundaries.

** will signify the start and end of a flashback
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(Y/N)'s pov

it had been months since eret and i had become close friends, we were practically tied at the hip. we had been through so much together. i had watched and helped out with building the large castle wherever i could. when the L'manbergians wanted their independence, the two of us joined their side, hoping to help out as much as possible.

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one day eret started acting strange. the war never seemed to slow or speed up. it was the fateful day that eret lead L'manberg down to what was called 'the final control room' filled with chests and a single button. i shared a glance with the fellow members of the nation, laughing as tommy's eyes lit up. finally, my eyes set upon eret's face, his dark glasses hiding his eyes. he seemed upset?

"hey, we might win! eret, thank you so so much!" i laughed and gave him a large hug, slowly letting go when it was unreturned. the taller male stepped towards the single button and lifted his hand above it.

"down with the revolution boys, it was never meant to be."

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my mind snapped back from that fateful day. the day that most people got a sudden hate and distrust for eret, my dear friend. however i still continued to care for him, he had been my friend for as long as i could remember! i wasn't going to give up on him...

as i walked up the path the eret's castle, dream came out of nowhere and loomed over me, holding an axe in his hand. "hello (Y/N), here to see somebody?" his voice sent chills down my spine. i shouldn't have to answer him, i'm here to see my friend. upon stepping forward, the sharp blade of the axe came to my skin, about to slice into my neck. if i had stepped further forward, he would have killed me. dream's head tilted, the black eyes on his mask burning into my eyes.

"answer. me. now."

"i-i'm here to see eret, is there a problem?" i whispered, staring down at the axe. i wanted to duck and run past him but i'd get hurt. i wanted to pull his hand away and fight him but i'd get hurt.

if i turned around now, i might get out alive.

before the tall male stood infront of me could speak, i stepped back, turned on my heel and rushed back down the path. as soon as i got to the gates, i turned and looked back at the castle to see eret now stood just at the doors walking down to dream. the two shared a glance and spiralled into conversation. not wanting to see anymore, i left as fast as possible.

few days later

i tried my luck again. hoping that dream was nowhere, i walked up the path as fast as possible, gripping the handle of my sword tightly. it was like my prayers had been answered, i got up to the castle with no problem.

i entered and silently walked to the throne room. i felt my heart almost jump out of my chest. there in the throne sat eret. infront of him was dream.

i had never wanted to run so fast in my life.

my legs didn't allow me to run so i stood as silent as possible behind a pillar. i held my sword close to my chest, holding my breath and shutting my eyes tightly.

the conversation i heard broke my heart...

"dream i understand what you're saying but they've been my friend since forever, i'm not about to give up on them just because you're saying this."

"eret...oh dear, eret. can't you see? they're playing with your mind! they're trying to fuck with your head because you're now king! THEY DON'T CARE ABOUT YOU!" dream's voice boomed off the walls. i could feel the shit-eating grin on his face under that stupid mask of his.

"perhaps you're right...i haven't seen them in days, maybe even weeks. but i shouldn't give up on them." eret's voice struck hope in my heart.

"give up on them. they're not your friend. they hate you eret, they despise you! they've hated you even before the final control room, can't you see that?!"

"you're right dream."

i sucked in a deep breath and ran out, not giving a shit if i made noise. i heard cursing and the sound of something being thrown. rummaging through my pockets i found a single ender pearl.

a flash of various shades of green went over my head. at the moment it seemed to land, i threw the ender pearl as far as possible out the gates. just as i got teleported i heard loud splintering and "FUCK" bounding through the air.

i landed far down the path with a roll. staggering up, i ran as fast as possible, tears falling from my eyes making it almost impossible to see correctly.

i made it home with just little scrapes from tripping and falling, other then that i was alive. i knew that i might not be for much longer however as the sound of a door being thrown open and heavy boots entered my small home.

"hellooo~ anybody home?" his voice rung out, causing my heart to almost burst. i wasn't going to make it out ali—

"dream, let me deal with this."

the sound of hushed squabbles came around and soon the heavy footsteps left.

dark brown hair and the glints of gold rounded the corner. i came face to face with my 'best friend'. i backed up to the furthest corner and held my sword tightly in fear that dream would come back.

"lower the sword, it's only me...it's okay." he crouched infront of me, resting his hands on top of mine. i put the sword down and immediately hugged him, sobbing into his shoulder.

"are you going to give up on me..? is this it?" i whispered, messing with the fluff on the bottom on his jacket. "you can give up on me if you'd like, just tell me now." a small chuckle came from above as i was pulled closer. the sound of a dull thud hit the floor and i looked up through my tears to see black sunglasses and a golden crown on the wooden floor. i looked up and sniffled.

"i'm not giving up on you, ever. i'm so sorry, i'm so so sorry." the king infront of me smiled and stroked my hair. i let out a small laugh and hugged him tighter. "oh thank god!"

we were happy again, best friends.