Title: Blondes, The Past, and A Memory Book
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"His body is still slowly decaying, he needs his spirit back." Nightmare notified in which Lucid nodded before he started to walk back down the halls again. "I don't know what your planning, but make sure to do it right." Hallu warned, giving his brother a stern look in the eye, unlike the other three, his mask revealed a part of his face which is his left eye. "Roger." Lucid answered, making a sudden right before disappearing out of sight.
Lucid walked through the forest beneath the cliff, where Dream and he once were. He knew Dream's 'death' spawn point would be here somewhere since it's the only forest near his little "hang-out" spot and when he first created the server.
"Oh my XD, where are you?... I don't have much time." Lucid groaned in annoyance, opening a foldable chronometer before sighing. "Stupid Big Brother with his stupid decisions..." He murmured before making a stop near a small field of dandelions, tulips, and poppies. Closing his chronometer, putting it in his pocket.
There in the middle of the field lay Dream, sleeping peacefully, his face held no struggles and for once he was actually calm, no worries, no nothing. Lucid softly smiled underneath his mask. Carefully yet slowly he stepped through the field of flowers, making sure that he wasn't stepping on any of them.
"Dream..." Lucid nudged him gently, he gave a little smirk, knowing that the 'past' Dream didn't like being awoken from his 'hibernation', or what he likes to call it. Dream slur back into consciousness, laying up as he rubbed the back of his head, yawning.
"What do you want Little Lu?" Lucid tensed slightly, clearly baffled by his old nickname, but yet smiled taking off his mask. "You did it." Lucid spoke, confusing the older blonde. "What'd I do?" Dream asked, looking left and right, starting to look for his mask, in which Lucid got it out of his inventory and gave it to Dream.
"The server." Lucid gave little to no information but Dream clearly read through easily. He gave a little 'O' shape of his mouth, before smiling at his Little Brother, watching the birds that flew past by them.
"Would you want to continue?" Lucid asked, putting his mask back on his face, standing up before dusting the dirt off his pants. He knew what his stubborn Big Brother is going to say but still, he asked to make himself sure.
Dream nodded, looking at the shorter blonde with a grin on his face. "Stupid." Lucid irritably spoke through his tensing body. "But you still love me." Dream teased before smoke swallowed his entire body, Lucid flinced as the process of being a 'WasTaken' ghost commenced.
Puff! He was a child! (No more bullying for Tommy)
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"1918! The prophecy will commence during the blood moon of 1918! A Dream will raise that can cause chaos like those of a Nightmare and make it seem more like a Hallucination! It will raise on August 24, 1918. Dawn when the sun and the moon collide above the horizon of this void!
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August 24,1918
"Look at him darling, is he not breathtaking!?" The Mother of the WasTaken squeeled in happiness, as he held the 'prophecy' by her arm, looking at the child affectionately. The Patriarch grumbled, yet smiled at his dearest. "Indeed he is my wife, but you must know he is the prophecy.' Said Patriarch as he held his wife by the curve of her back gently.
The child held by the Mother was fast asleep, his lashes long and silk-like, hair considered as a brunette than those of a blonde. The child slowly stirred back to conscienceness, letting both of the WasTaken parents see his glowing emerald eyes. "Awe, darling dearest, he is much more lovely now that I've taken a good look of him." The Mother cooed, lively that she had to bear the first of her children.
"I shall accept the fact that he is much more refined than me." The Patriarch sulked slightly, as he pretended to grip some clothing near his chest. "Darling dearest, don't be crestfallen, in my eyes your still much more noble-looking." The Mother kissed the cheek of The Patriarch, receiving a slight fake cough in return, and some tints of pink. "Thank you, my wife."
Silence fell upon the birth room of the WasTaken Family, a loving ambiance surrounds the three as the dawn's air accelerated, the Patriarch and the Mother looked throughout the window watching the sun and the moon already have collided.
"About him being the prophecy." The Mother suddenly spoke breaking the moments of silence. "Let's leave him be, I would like to watch what he will have in mind." The Mother grinned in a playful way, as the Patriarch just sighed in defeat. "You are indeed the wife I married." The Patriarch chuckled softly, as he caressed the chin of his child. "Since when was I not?"
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"Dream, dear, please come here and join your siblings." The Mother smiled softly at Dream, as she motions him to join the children who are sitting playfully in the corner of the living room. Dream stood carefully out of the table he was, as he slowly went his way towards his three little brothers. All of them were coloring something that one could that make out.
"Little Lu, Night, Hallu, be good for me okay?" Dream smiled as he ruffled Lucid's hair, watching as Nightmare grinned excitedly and Hallucination just happily nodded before all of them looked at The Mother. "I'll be going back to my server in a few months, 'kay Little Darlings?" The Mother informed as he put on her mask, all four of her children nodded in understandment.
She put on the last piece of clothing for her 'avatar', opening her tab setting, placing kisses on the crowns of her childrean's head, before being pulled by a 'Teleportation Force'.
"Big Brother! I want to play with you!" Lucid spoke in a laughing way as he did those cute little grabby hands. Dream chuckled before pulling him up to carry him. "Let's get you three inside." He smiled, slowly readjusting his postures, Lucid carried by his left arm, as he held Hallu by the right. Nightmare following behind.
"What do you want to play Lucid?" Dream cooed before pulling out a tab of his own, creating a little room for them to play with, by the corner of Hallu's bedroom.
"I want to make Big Brother SUPER pretty!" Dream's eyes went wide, before backing up a little causing him to fall on his own feet. "I agree with Lucid!!" Hallu joined in jumping on Dream's back, as he giggled happily. Dream looked at Nightmare who grinned evilly. "No not you too..." Dream whined, Nightmare just cackled before pulling out what seems to be their Mother's beauty supplies. "I think you would look great as a princess." Nightmare teases, passing the material to Hallu and Lucid.
"No, please!! Save me!! Nightmare!" Dream cries for help as Hallu pulled out a curling tool for Dream's hair, Nightmare just laughed. The WasTaken Siblings were having the time of their lives.
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Hallucination's POV
What do I do now??? I can't possibly bring myself to open a book that isn't mine, not to mention that it's Big Brother's Memory Book!
"Tales Of A Ghost..." I mumbled to merely no one as I paced around my room, seemingly can't get myself settled due to the situation I'm currently in.
Why did Nightmare even have this!? Given the possibilities, no one other than Dream himself could have this, so why does Nightmare held something that even an Ender Dragon couldn't destroy! "GAHH!!!" I gripped my hair in frustration as I tried to think of something. I carefully place the book on my nightstand before making my way to my bed, flopping my body to the thousands of stuffed animals I've got.
"What do I do?" As I grip the Big Teddy Rhino, I spoke again, Dream has given to me on my 9th Birthday. I chuckled as I revived that memory again. "Big Brother, you are a pain in the arse." I murmured curling myself in my heavyweight blanket, as I start to fall asleep.
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Word Count: 1454 /1.4K
Oh, my XD!! Writing First Point of view is quite confusing... >~< Not to mention that I always have to redo 'Lucid spoke' to 'I spoke'. Anyways, this is a gift of mine for not updating for many weeks now.
I GIVE YOU THREE NEW CHAPTERS!! 🥳
All written with a 1.3k - 1.6k Word Count!
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