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

⏭Chapter Fourteen⏮

Word Count: 1204

"4- 4:30pm, we made it." Tommy panted softly, the climb was not easy.

"Can we go inside?" I asked.

"Yeah, okay let's go." Tommy dragged me by the arm towards two houses.

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

We looked around, there was no one around, and the house was empty too. Tommy took the lead and opened the doors, The coast was clear. We stepped inside and decided to head down the ladder. It would be the safest there. We climbed down into a room that had a bunch of chests in it.

"What's in there?" I asked, opening a chest. "Holy shit."

"I don't even need to look in there." Tommy laughed, "I know he's rich." Tommy walked next to me, reaching in to take a golden apple. "Take it." He passed it to me.

"Hm?" I took the apple into my hands.

"Just eat it," He turned away and went to a corner of the room, not before taking a silk touch pick from one of the chests and dug down, building a ladder as he arrived at the bottom. I followed him down, and he blocked the entrance with stone.

"You need help?"

"No." Well, with that, I kind of just watched and ate my apple as Tommy carved out a room. "There."

"Nice. We have shelter now, thank gods." I sighed, happy.

"You feeling... less cold?" Tommy asked, sitting down and taking out some rocks to make a circle formation in the middle of the room.

"Mhm." I nodded.

"Golden apples, amirite chat?" Tommy smiled, stacking some tinder in the middle of the circle, lighting it with a flint and steel. I sat down too, putting some logs in the fire.

"Who's chat?"

"Eh, it's just a way of speaking I've developed, but Chat is nice. Sometimes. They can be sweet at times, or a bully, depends on how they're feeling."

"They seem chaotic."

Tommy laughed softly, "They sound like the Gods."

"That's accurate."

"Maybe they are chat?"

(A/N: oh no someone save the fourth wall, not even C!Enchan can do this anymore- DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH CEMENT WE USE-)

"Who knows." Tommy smiled a little.

"Phil?" We heard from upstairs.

"Fuck." We both whisper-screamed at the same time.

"Yeah?" The said man called out.

"Who's that?" I whispered.

"Philza."

"Like the wings guy?"

"Wings guy."

"I'm home."

"Okay."

"Very interesting conversation that they're having." I muttered softly as footsteps started getting louder, signaling Techno's arrival in the house.

"wAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT-" we heard Philza practically screamed after Techno.

"Hm?"

"Shit."

"Fuck."

"I swore you came home two minutes before."

"But... but I didn't."