Tommy POV
I wake up in a strange place, as I wake I try to get up, but I'm unsuccessful because of me being locked on to this table. I look around the room, weapons everywhere, swords, axes, bows, and even a few shields and fishing rods. But the thing that was drawing my attention was this white disk on the table, in the shape of a plate, made of plastic, you can clearly see there's something on the bottom but I can't see it clearly due to it being that side down.
"Help! Hello? Is anyone there?" I scream looking for some sort of hope to get me out of here. I hear a sinister laugh from the other room. As I look to the side, a door opens, and I see a man I wasn't expecting to see "Dream get me out of here, somebody trapped me here, please help." I say thanking everything I believe in that my best friend is here. "You really are an idiot aren't you Tommy? I'm the one who's got you here. Me. Dream." He says in a humorous tone, not having to do an act any longer.
I start to cry "why are you doing this, I thought you were my friend dream, you gave me stuff and everything" "to gain your trust, to let you know you can rely on me and me only, I got you exiled if you remember, not stupid Tubbo, you can't get this through your thick skull, we would never work together, is what I would say if I'm not going to do what I'm about to do now." Dream replied.
He betrayed me, oh my god, "you're a bastard Dream, you'll never get away with this." I say in anger from all this confusion "for one, I already have, nobody's gonna search for you, L'manberg doesn't know you're gone and I didn't let them visit you, and Ghostbur didn't go to his sewer like I said, I tricked him to go miles and miles away from here, so you wouldn't have anybody but me, also I'm not badboyhalo why are you saying curses?"
"Clay, look me dead in the eyes and say right now, what's going through your head. You need to be put in a asylum." Dream looks confused for a second before bursting out laughing. "For one Tommy, Clay isn't here, he hasn't been here for months, Clay and Dream are different people, Clay is a human that is kind and sweet hearted, but when needed to he'll fight for whatever's right, when Dream is a dreamon that possesses Clay via the mask, sticks him in a front row seat to see the massacre happen, I was going to take over the server but there was one problem Tommy, do you know what that problem was Tommy?" I'm confused for a second and giving a "dunno" for an answer. "Well Tommy, that problem was you, I could get everybody to bow down to me, except you, when you're there, they would stand by you, but right now, everybody in L'manberg is pretty much my puppet, so I separated you, so half my problem was fixed, but there was still you Tommy, so I broke you, gave you gifts, separated you from everyone else except me. You'd trust me a lot more, to maybe make you food, and I may or may not have spiked that food with the stuff they make sleeping pills out of, and I may or may not have strapped you here, waiting for you to wake up so I could possess you with a dreamon of your own." "WHAT! No Dream we can talk about this, I'll be a good boy, a very, very good boy." The panic starts to set in, rapid breathing, panic in the eyes, trying to break free of these chains." Tommy, you don't think I tried that, you're just an arrogant little swine, which is good if you're on my team, but bad if you're one theirs. So bye Tommy." Dream walks over to the table with the white disk on top, before he grabs that, he grabs a syringe with the words "Dreamon 2" labelled on it before injecting it into the disk, as he picks it up, I see that it's a mask, sort of identical to the one that Dream wears, but instead of a smiley face, it's a frown, as he picks it up, there is a light blue glow coming from the eyes of the mask. It's whispering to me but I don't listen, I'm now trying to get out more than before, panic settling in while rapidly breathing more and also screaming, the mask gets put on me.
Dreams POV
I put the mask on Tommy, I think I've done everything right, about 10 seconds after the mask is put on him, he stops screaming, and his breathe slows, and he stops trying to escape. "Tommy, are you there" I say questioning whether I've done this right. "Who the fuck is Tommy?" I hear in Tommy's voice, as he says this I see his hair go from blonde to brown and he flicks up his mask and I also see that his bright blue eyes have gone to a red, but there's a tiny bit of blue for a second before he puts the mask back on.
"Tommy's now gone, I'm Nightmare, nice to meet you."
*HELLO James hear, thanks for all the support, I thought nobody was going to read this as I'm utter shite at writing, but it seems as people are enjoying it which I like as it's fun writing this as this fandom is something I like a lot and two my GCSE English exams are cancelled this year because of Covid, so this is a good alternative as it's enjoyable unlike that, well anyway, thanks for the support and see you later.*
P.S I'm adding this so it's just over a thousand words.
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أدب الهواةCover art made by u/MawVax on reddit. A story based when tommy is in exile but Tommy takes a slightly different path due to a certain green blobs plans. Top#=#78 #Control 12/4/21 British way of putting dates by the way Americans it goes day month ye...