Dream SMP One-Shots!

Not as Alone (Dream-Centric Oneshot)

Tommy was nervous and his hands were shaking, gripping at his axe tightly in his hand... Even though his brain knew he shouldn't be scared his body wanted to run. The blonde wanted to leave and just get away from this place. Get as far as possible and never turn back. He stared down the long hallway that led into the depths of Pandora's Vault. Tommy had to take in a deep breath as he stepped onto the netherite floor, his body feeling the effects of the mining fatigue. He walked down the darkened hallway and towards a button on the wall, when he rang it an intercom echoed through the room. Tommy jumped at the sound, looking at the ceiling as a voice rang. He quickly straightened himself up, clearing his throat and taking the time to settle himself. The intercom rang one more time before a voice finally talked to Tommy.

"Hello Tommy... Welcome to Pandora's Vault," Sam's voice echoed, the man weirdly being serious. Tommy didn't like how he couldn't see Sam but kept his cool. He didn't know how Sam could see him but Tommy wished he could see Sam. He didn't enjoy talking to just a voice that seemed to be coming from nowhere. It reminded Tommy too much of his life in exile... When he saw things that weren't really there and when he heard voices echoing through his head. The hollow feeling that you couldn't escape from bothered Tommy. But the blonde knew better than to question it and kept quiet.

"So- What are you doing here Tommy? You're the first person who has come to visit the prison... Not even Tubbo has come over to visit. I know this place is built in the Badlands but I thought more would come and visit," Sam spoke again and Tommy took a while to answer. He searched his brain for an answer and soon he was able to force the words out of his mouth. Even if he did stutter a bit while doing so. He hated how scared and nervous he was... He wasn't even in the prison yet and he was already shaking and he felt like he was trapped. He knew that Tubbo hated tight spaces and even the idea made him scared. Ever since the festival the boy wasn't too keen of being stuck in a place where he couldn't leave.

"I- I want to s-speak to Dream... A-Alone," Tommy said briefly, trying to stay as confident as possible. He tried to keep his voice from stuttering but he couldn't help it. It was really hard when you were standing in the middle of a prison and talking to the warden. The blonde was practically quivering, feeling a bit claustrophobic. "I need Dream so I'm not going to kill him or hurt him too badly. He's already in prison so there's not much to do with him now... I- I'm now on the opposite side. I'm more powerful than him and I- I just want to talk to him... Ask him a few questions and see how he's doing."

"Hmmm... Alright. I'll let you see him. Are you ready to come through?" Sam asked and Tommy just let out a small "yes" as a response. He heard the mechanical parts shift around and the nether portal in front of his lit up. It was like magic. Tommy jumped back a bit, not thinking that things would be this complicated- He had heard the rumors about this being the most protected prison ever... But he didn't think this much effort was put into it. But of course everything would be super complicated... It was a prison that held the worst person on this server... "Alright Tommy. Step through the portal and tell me when you're through. Once through try not to panic. This is just part of the security measures."

With that Tommy braced himself and walked into the portal. The purple magic wrapped around him and he felt like he was floating. His feet left the ground for a moment before touching the solid ground again. He slowly opened his eyes and walked forward, still blinded by the purple magic around him. But when he exited on the other side he was standing in a room. There were no doors or any sign of life around. It looked like the hallway he had just entered, made of quartz and blackstone. He was so confused- But then Sam instructed him to enter through the portal another time. Tommy just stayed silent and entered, confused but willing to follow protocol. Feeling weightless once more before landing. This time when he looked around he was in a large empty room, Sam standing behind a desk in front of him. The Creeper was standing straight, a sword in one hand and covered in netherite armor. It was a scary sight for Tommy, who was only wearing a set of simple diamond armor.