Let The Music Soothe Your Sorrow(DreamSMP Fanfic)

Chapter 11: This Girl...

In Game POV:

Delilah's blonde hair was half up and half down, blowing in the wind as she ran back from the way she came. She had never really lived in civilization, only occasionally stopping by different villages to trade for items. But because of this, she was always very observant and could easily remember if she had been somewhere by even the smallest markings. The girl had impressive skills, such as tracking and using a bow and arrow, but there was one real flaw.

She was ever so slightly insane. A lot of people would be too if they spent ninety percent of their lives living in the woods looking for their sibling. So, Delilah had a habit of talking to herself like she was split into two parts. She didn't have a personality disorder or anything like that, not at all, but it tended to freak out the villagers when she would have full blown conversations with herself. But that's besides the point. Delilah has very little social skills, and will just say whatever is on her mind without a filter. Most people don't really like that.

Eventually, she hit back to the snowy terrain, and found the house that sat there. Her body was a bit sore from running that far with very little to eat, but if it meant her brother and his friends safety, her health didn't matter.

"Whew." She breathed out, "I made it. Now just to knock on the door."

The blonde strutted up, raising her hand to knock on the large wooden spruce wood door. She waited for a moment. And then another. And then a third. Right as she was about to knock again, the door opened.

A man dressed like a king with long pink hair and red eyes looked down on the woman. He smirked, the two pointy bottom canines showing.

"Well, hello there." His voice was smooth, and a little threatening, but Delilah didn't catch on, "What do we owe the pleasure of a woman such as yourself?"

She smiled brightly, "Hi! We met earlier. I don't think I properly introduced myself. I'm Delilah."

He looked her up and down, "I'm Technoblade."

"It's nice to meet you. I'm here on behalf of my brother who-" A loud grumble from Delilah's stomach cut her off.

Technoblade had noticed that she was shivering. How long had she been out in the cold and hungry? She winced, but pretended to be fine with a smile, "O-Oh! Sorry about that. I haven't eaten since I left for my journey here."

In a flash, her hand was grabbed by his, and she was pulled inside. Her eyes barely had time to look at the inside of the house because she was placed in a chair at the table in the dining room.

"Dream! I need you to get a blanket that's been warmed by the fire!" He yelled, and there was a muffled yell back. He turned his attention back to Delilah, "It'll just be a moment."

"O-Okay-" She wasn't able to finish her sentence when someone popped out from the floor.

This man had on a green hoodie with the sleeves rolled up, and a white smiley face mask. He seemed a bit annoyed, "Fine, but I don't know why you can't just get it yourself..." She couldn't see his eyes, but when they had landed on the blonde, he stopped dead in his tracks, "You didn't tell me we had a visitor."

Technoblade rolled his eyes, "She was hungry and out in the cold. The least we could do is feed her and give her warmth."

Dream grinned under the mask, "We've met before, haven't we?" He asked as he wrapped the warm blanket around her.

She nodded, "Yeah. You guys gave me directions to L'Manburg. I'm Delilah."

"I would never forget a face like yours, Delilah. I'm Dream." He leaned his head on his hand, elbow on the table.

A bowl of soup was placed in the space in front of her, and she gave them a worried look. "I don't want to come in here and take your food-"

"Eat. Then tell us what you want." Technoblade grumbled.

She picked up the spoon, taking some of the steaming soup into it. Once she had placed it into her mouth, her eyes widened. They were sparkling as she ate faster, consuming all of the soup in little to no time. Delilah smiled brightly, "Oh my stars! That's the most delicious soup I've ever had! Thank you so much!"

"Don't mention it." There was another grumble from the pink haired man before he moved the bowl to the side. He then turned back to the man she had seen at the door, a voice so slick, "Now, what was it you wanted to say?"

"Right!" Her blue and brown eyes switched between the two, "So, I heard from my brother that there's a bit of a...misunderstanding between all of you. He says you all want to hurt him and his friends. And like, destroy the country he's president of."

The two men turned their heads to face each other, thinking the same thing: 'So she's Tubbo's sister?'

Her gaze was so innocent. The two wanted to think she was sent as a spy, or there were some sort of intentions that weren't behind her words, but they couldn't find it. Neither of them. It caused them both to smirk.

Dream looked at her, "I don't think I've seen you before. Are you a citizen of L'Manburg?"

"Nope!" She shook her head, "I actually just found out countries and stuff existed. I've been, like, living in the woods and stuff for my whole life. Most of it was spent looking for my little brother, Tubbo."

"That's impressive. I don't think most people could survive out on their own and not go insane." Technoblade said with a chuckle, and Dream did too, remembering the exiled boy.

Delilah tilted her head, "Oh, well, I wouldn't say that I'm entirely sane." She put her fingers up and made a tiny gap in between them, "Maybe just a wee bit crazy."

"You know, why don't you go and tell your brother and his friends that we'll come over for a little chat soon. So we can try to talk out our 'misunderstanding'." Dream smirked under his mask, and her eyes lit up.

She smiled brightly, "Oh really? That's amazing! Thank you guys so much! You're super nice, I'll try to put in a good word as well. Thank you for feeding me as well," She went to take off the blanket but Techno put it back on her shoulders.

"Keep it. And you might as well stay here since it's getting dark out."