Story 1: Dreamnoblade

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Title: Cafe Strangers
Top: Dream
Bottom: Techno
Word count: 1058

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Third POV:

"I'm hungry. Where are we going again?" Techno asks. "Yeah, where are we goin'?" the younger blonde asks shortly after.


"Dadza said we were going to this cafe that just opened; it's pretty far from here," Wilbur says, answering the two younger. "But he promised it'd be worth it because they have amazing desserts that you can't find anywhere else," he added.

Not long after, stomach rumbling can be heard. "I'm hungry. How much longer?" the blonde haired youngster whines. "Just wait," Philza replies with a stern tone.

A couple minutes later, they arrived at Cafe Strangers. The exterior was inviting, with warm lights and a cozy atmosphere that drew them in. As they entered, the smell of freshly brewed coffee and baked goods filled the air, making their stomachs growl in anticipation.

(Comment down below your favorite cafe order.)

"Hmm, the interior seems nice," says the tall brunette, striking up a conversation. Philza nods in agreement. While the two talk about the nice quality, great food display, and so on, the two younger teens sneak away from the conversation. They start heading over to the register.

"Alright, big man, you order," Tommy says, not knowing what to eat. "Hmm, well, I'm not sure what to eat yet," the strawberry-blonde replies, not knowing what to choose either. "I'm thinking maybe we should just get a little bit of everything and share," he suggests.

Techno POV:
After a few minutes, it's now our turn to order. "Ok, so two orders of boba, three orders of brownies, and a croissant." The blonde running the register repeats our order to us. I nodded in response. He rings us up and tells us it will be out in a few minutes, and he'll call us by our number.

A few minutes later... Our number is called, and we eagerly approach the counter to pick up our delicious treats.

"Number 14?" the barista calls out while pressing a bell. I take the food back to our table, and I see a piece of paper. I stopped to read it, my eyes widening slightly. The paper read,

'Hey, you're cute. Wanna go on a date sometime?

1**** ****" My name's Dream, by the way.'

My ears turn red after reading the note, and I look back to see his gaze on me. Our eyes meet. I felt as though time stopped for a moment, and my heart skipped a beat. Dream winks at me from the register, and I look away, blush creeping up my neck. My ears turned red, but I tried to ignore it as I started walking back to our table. Wilbur stares at me in confusion. He saw the whole thing.

"Do you know that guy, Techno?" he asked curiously.

I answered with my usual composure, nonchalantly, "I do now, I guess." They saw right through me and started teasing.

"Ooh~ Techno's got a boyfriend~" said my little brother, Tommy. He was much more annoying than usual. I tried to play it off, shoving his face lightly. But deep down, my heart was racing. I couldn't wait to get back home. We finished eating, and Dadza and Will were talking. I excused myself from the table, eager to escape Tommy's teasing and be alone with my thoughts.

In the bathroom, I was washing my hands when Dream walked in. Our eyes met, and he struck up a conversation, "Hey..."

"Hey," I replied while struggling to hold back a smile, feeling my heart race with excitement as he smiled back at me. He rubbed his neck and said, "About the note, I didn't make you uncomfortable, did I?" His uneasiness was palpable.

I shook my head and replied, "No, not at all. In fact, I was hoping you would ask me about it." He looks relieved, letting out a deep sigh. "So about that date. Would you want to go out sometime?" He puts his hands in his pockets and looks at me.

I clear the lump in my throat, struggling to maintain eye contact. "Sure, why not?" I responded, laughing nervously.

He smiles, his face lighting up with excitement. This makes me smile as well. Gosh, why did his smile have to be so contagious? I think to myself, feeling my cheeks flush with warmth.

"Then I guess we'll talk later."

"Yeah, I guess so. I better get going. Talk to you soon!"

-After they left-

We're in the car on the way home, and I get lost in my thoughts. "Was it love at first sight?" I think to myself. After a few seconds of contemplation, I shake my head and dismiss the idea.

Not long after, we're finally back home. I hurriedly walked back to my room. I take the small piece of now crumpled paper out of my pocket. I unfolded it and read the words written in his elegant handwriting. I took out my phone and started inputting his number.

I name his number "Dream😊" I then text the number, hoping that it was him.

Techno🍓:
Hello

Dream?

Dream😊:
Oh hey! Technoblade, right?

Techno🍓:
Yeah, you can call me Techno for short.

Where'd you hear my name?

Dream😊:
I heard your brother say it.

Techno🍓:
Oh, you mean Tommy?

Dream😊:
Oh, so that was your brother.
You two look very similar.

It's in the eyes. ;)

Techno🍓:
Are you usually this flirty? xD

Dream😊:
Am I? xD

They talked to each other for hours. It was only supposed to last a couple of minutes. It turns out both of them play Minecraft, and that's what they did for a couple of hours. Playing minecraft. They built a massive castle together and explored different biomes in the game. Techno planted a big potato farm, while Dream worked on mining diamonds. You could say they were having the time of their lives.

Techno🍓:
Y'know, Dream, you're really fun to talk to.

Dream😊:
Thanks, Techno.
You are, too.
I had fun today.

Techno🍓:
I did, too.

-A few years into the future-

Techno would still remember their first meeting, and now he is telling it to his kids, ending it with the phrase, "And that's how I met your father." His lips upturned in a loving smile.

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A/N: Updated

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