The platonic couple

Relax

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It had been a day since the nightmare phream had. Ranboo had left and ghostbur was getting ready to leave.

Phil, being a protective papa birb, kept on making sure ghostbur had everything and asking if he was sure he wanted to leave.

Phream had yet to leave ghostblade's side. The nightmare had been so vivid to him, and it started with ghostblade disappearing, so if it held any significance to the future he would change it. He promised!

Blade had been trying to plant some potatoes outside, or at least trying to get outside, but phream wouldn't let him, as it was snowing.

When blade went to get something he left in their room, phream followed. When Phil asked him to get something from the basement , phream followed.

It remained like that for several days afterwards, not that ghostblade minded, as long as his friend felt safe he would be calm and patient (I want a friend this calm and patient when needed but also comepetive! Who else?)

Phream had also been keeping a watchful eye over Phil. His blobs were scattered around the house and notified him of any oddity.

The two remaining in the house had yet to figure out his dream, nor did it seem like he was gonna spill any time soon.

At this moment in time now phil was reading to himself , ghostblade was napping on their bed and phream was writing in his book. He was trying to clear his mind, but any time he even got a bread moment away from that haunting image , it returned like a dreadful boomerang (nothing agents then just the best choice I could pick)

He wanted to create this unreal fantasy world, where people he knew and random people he "made up" had abilities.

Phil was there and still had flight. Ghostbur was there and he was part phantom. Blade was there but he could not decide what his power was. Mr Ranboo was there and was an enderman.

There were also people named:
Tommy
Niki
Slimecicle
Fundy
Smajor
And others

(Ten points to the first person to guess what I'm talking bout)

They built places of serial heights and looks. From the pube, to the caves and even planing on an arena. Over all he spent writing for hours till blade awoke.

Once he did , phream placed down his book and hugged the other ghost. Ghostblade remained trapped in the hug for a little while, say half an hour.

The murmuring sound of "Phream, what happened in nightmare?" Emitted from the beheaded ghost.

"Nothing you need to worry about, I promise!" Phream let go "now ,are you hungry?"

The pig like man nodded, and walked to the kitchen with the overprotective man. It was around about evening at the moment, so they had skipped lunch. But neither saw any issue with it.

Blade watched as dadza cooked dinner for the three of them.

They ate in silence . Uncomfortable silence. The only sound to be heard was the sound of forks hitting the plates when they went to grab a bite to eat.

Phil was the first to break the silence.

"Alright , this has gone on for almost a week now. Phream, I understand you are uncomfortable with sharing your dream, but bottling it up like you are doing isn't doing any good"

Phream placed his form down, a small clank was to be heard. No sound followed.

GB got up and moved to the other side of the table where Phream sat. Hugging the quiet ghost, GB's fluffy fur rested around phreams figure.

"Phream, at least tell us a little about it, it will make you feel a little better" Phil pleaded.

"Death..." the quiet ghost whispered.

"What... death...?" Muttered the decapitated pig.

"Lots of death, blood, water, blue sweater, smile." Phream listed in a rather slow manner.

GB was still confused about the dream, however Philza figured what phream was roughly describing.

Phil got up and hugged the ghost who was on the verge of tears.(though as soon as he did cry no more hugs from dadza)

Ghostblade was still unsure about what it meant but hugged phream as to not be left out.

Phil then let go and placed his hand on phream's shoulder.

"Look, he may have done some bad stuff before but both of you got out of it alright, right? *nod* that's right! And he knows he can't handle more than one person at a time, so we all will be fine"

Phream was still anxious about his dream, but phil's encouragement did help a little.

He still however remained overprotective over the two, keeping his guard semi up. It was better than before but still a work in progress .

At the end of dinner , they played a couple games, and even Philza joined in! They had a lot of fun that night.

It was pleasant, they could really relax for a bit. Not completely of course but enough to enjoy the rest of the evening.

How fun that day was...

In another place—

"So you are telling me they are dead?!" A person yelled

The other nodded at the first. That second being ghostbur. He had returned home and spoke about his new ghostly friends from his travels. He did not expect this reaction from them however.

The person laughed for a bit, a long bit. Anyone nearby thought they were insane. Their laughter was scary, no clue what it meant, sorrow? Anger? Joy? Heck if I know.

"I may just go and pay those two a visit, plus I'm sure Philza would love to see me!" They sounded eager to go to the snowy biome where the two ghosts and the birb dad resided.

They began to prepare their stuff for the long journey, it would take a while, say a day or two and the three had moved farther into the snow home.

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Who is this mysterious person and what do they wish to do with the two ghosts?

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