This Isn't a Revolution... This Is Doomsday. || Reader x Dream SMP

⏭Chapter Twelve⏮

Word Count: 1001

Drista joined the game

Purpled joined the game

"Ugh..." Another blond girl, this time with a mask that covered the majority of her face, like Dream's, fell from the skies. My hands immediately went to my sword, but Tommy pressed his hand against mine.

"She's not Dream."

(Y/N)'s P.O.V.

"Do they know where Techno is then?" I turned to Tommy.

"Affirmative, they do, 100% positive."

I looked to Tommy with a pointed look. "You sure?"

"Okay fine 80%."

"Tommy?" the boy looked over to us, and the girl with the mask followed.

"Purpled." Tommy waved.

"Where the fuck are we." The boy, Purpled, spoke.

"Uh... hello- where is this."

"Hi Drista." Tommy waved again.

"Is that (Y/N)?" The girl, Drista, squinted at me, trying to make out my features.

"Yeah... (Y/N), Purpled, or Grayson, and Drista." Tommy gestured to each of the two.

"..." Purpled and Drista looked between me and Tommy, confused. "Doesn't she know us? Like- I've played way too many games of Bedwars with her."

"And I've talked to her through Dream's Discord before, and met her at Vidcon." Drista added.

Tommy looked to me, but without a word, but instead with a sigh, he just patted my head. "Miss girl here lost her memories."

"What."

"What."

"Yeah..." I averted my eyes. "We've met before but uh... nice to meet you."

"This is really weird- you didn't answer his question- where are we?" Drista repeated Purpled's question.

"Oh yeah! Uh- welcome to the Dream SMP, I guess-"

"We're not in Dream SMP though, we're in Logsted-"

"I mean the server as a whole."

"Oh. Makes sense." I nodded slightly.

"We're in the server?!" Purpled asked.

"Yeah- wait Drista your right wrist, can you tap the three dots?" Tommy asked, probably knowing something.

"Three..." Drista muttered, finding the dots. She tapped them, and her inventory opened to... not... an inventory.

"Holy shit." Purpled gasped, while Tommy bounced on the balls of his feet, excited.

"I'M IN CREATIVE?!" Drista screamed happily. "I'M IN CREATIVE!"

"CAN YOU FLY?" Tommy asked excitedly.

"CAN YOU GET US NETHERITE?!" Purpled added.

"I'm literally right here." Enchan spoke quietly from behind me, and I have a soft giggle.

"At least we'll be confused together."

"I'm not confused, just disappointed." She shook her head.

"Are you going to take away her creative?"

"I'll modify it." Enchan swiped up to put in a command in chat.

"What are you going to do?"

"Remove all diamonds and netherite, and any rare blocks from the End or like- bedrock." Enchan typed a few commands down, "and we're just going to give her a cooldown."

"Aw damn it." Tommy sighed, looked towards us two.

"Suck it, bitch." Enchan flipped the boy off.

"Oh fuck off." Tommy returned the gesture.

"Bye bye~" Enchan waved slightly before exiting the game.

_Enchan_ left the game

"Who was she?" Drista asked.

"A bitch."

(A/N: thanks mate.)

"I've found that you are very good at explaining." Purpled sighed. "Anyways, you need Techno's base, right?"

"Right." I nodded, arriving by Tommy's side.

"It's in that direction, but since we're kind of living in the SMP, it's going to be cold." Drista spoke slowly, pointing to the direction that was north, "Like cold cold."

"It wasn't just called the Arctic Empire for nothing- wait no that's SMP Earth..." Tommy muttered to himself, "nevERMIND- we should get going." Tommy gave a long sigh. "You two want to come with me?" Tommy offered to the two kids.

Purpled and Drista looked to each other. Purpled raised an eyebrow at the girl, she did the action back. "I think we'll stay low for a while, since you two are clearly exiled, so lore's happening. We weren't a part of lore, we don't plan on being a part of it." Purpled explained, and Drista nodded in agreement.

"I was never really a part of major lore other than the shulkers and the bedrock, and from what I know, plot is a terrible place to be, so I'm going to follow Purpled." Drista followed.

"Okay, bunker down in a cabin or something in the woods. Stay away from anywhere that has plot significance." Tommy rapidly fired the instructions. "Got it?"

"Got it." Purpled and Drista nodded firmly.

"Okay you two, run off now." I looked to Tommy. "And we'll go off to Techno's house?"

"Yeah, good luck you two." Tommy saluted with a small smile.

"Good luck with lore." Drista smiled. "Oh yeah before we go, I wanted to ask you something. I have this Discord thing..."

"OH I DO TOO!" Purpled spoke, excited as he opened his inventory.

"Oh, the controller thing?" I opened my inventory too.

"YOU GUYS HAVE DISCORD?!" Tommy gasped, looking to the hologram that I summoned.

"I... do." I looked up to Tommy, "Why, is it important?"

"Yo click it." Tommy told me, and I pressed my finger to the hologram, and a new page popped up.

A dark screen with one chat available. I clicked onto it, and I saw on the very right, a list of people, and a chat in the middle, along with a few chats to the left and a few voice channels.

"YO!" Tommy jumped excitedly.

"Then we can contact each other at any time!" Drista matched the energy.

"OKAY YOU TWO, SHOO. GO SAVE THE WORLD. WE'LL CONTACT YOU GUYS LATER." Purpled shooed us off, "We'll be fine!"

"I hope so, thanks, you two, we'll see you!" Tommy waved, grabbing my wrist.

"Bye!" I called after myself, "I'll see you later." I added, while we bolted into the tent, grabbing the supplies that we packed yesterday.

"See you!" The two waved after us. We smiled back at them and headed off into the horizon.

"Let's go meet that son of a bitch." Tommy smiled down to me.

"Yeah, let's go."

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YO! TECHNO SOON!

CAN WE GET A POG????

Also uhhh I may or may not have some angst like- very soon