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Attack(Too many people)

Made on: 3rd of May 2021
Published: 8th of May 2021

This is really unrealistic and is really just a vibing fic, that somehow got a little angst (it's barely there)

Context:

Dream is a ghost (Think of the duel that him and Techno did but apply it to the Dream SMP)

Ranboo and Tubbo are married

Wilbur and Dream are married

Dream and Wilbur aren't bad guys in this one, only Techno.

Wilbur is also a ghost.

Tubbo is Dream's little brother

This is on the Dream SMP.

Today was already strange, but that's like saying everyday isn't strange.

Dream already became suspicious when the house was dead silent, there's six people living in this house for godsake. There should've at least been some back ground chatter.

(Michael, Tommy, Tubbo, Ranboo, Wilbur and himself)

His thoughts were cut off when he heard some rustling in the sheets near him, it was his husband. Wilbur.

He smiled and forgot his worries momentarily and leaned down to place a sweet kiss to his lips. Waking him up.

"Mmm. . . what're you doing up?"

Wilbur slurred, making Dream chuckle at the transparent man below him, who was latching onto his waist.

"The house is really quiet, 'm going to go check it out,"

Dream whispered, getting an affirmative hum from Wilbur as he burrows himself back into his blankets.

Dream raises himself from the bed and walks out the door, instantly being slapped in the face by an open front door and the sound of swords clashing.

He instantly runs down the stairs, not being afraid of falling. He's a ghost who can't be hurt, unless it's words, then. . . oh well.

Then he saw it. . .

It's one thing to see your little brother and his husband and your little brother's best friend try to be killed.

But it's another thing to see your little brother and his husband and your little brother's best friend to be killed by. . . your killer.

He instantly freezes and stares as Tommy and Techno dance a tango of death, swords viciously biting at each other and their holders.

His heart and his stomach switched places when he saw Tubbo, who was holding a crying Michael being shielded by an angered Ranboo.

Dream instantly rushed to their weapon cabinet, desperately trying to find atleast one usable weapon.

He was majorly disappointed when he could only find a diamond shovel, one that Michael crafted when he got into his stash of diamonds.

Fuck it.

Dream took the shovel and gripped it as it was sword, it wasn't as graceful as it would've been if he was alive.

(He had been so traumatized as a ghost, he couldn't even look at a sword without remembering the way Techno sunk it into his chest but he was getting better,)

He immediately went outside and saw the way that Techno was skillfully using his cape to his advantage. The cape had more tears in it than his own skin.