This Isn't a Revolution... This Is Doomsday. || Reader x Dream SMP

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(REMINDER THAT THEY'RE ALL LIKE- OVER 20)

My head hurts.

Ow.

What the-

"-MMYINNIT HOW DARE YOU-"

"-WHAT-"

"-KILL ME!" I sat up to see (Y/N) on my right side, and she hit my face with a pillow.

"(Y/N)-" I held her wrists. "WHAT THE SHIT?!"

Suddenly, Tubbo came into the room. "Ranboo booked a flight."

"What." We both turned to the brunette.

"He just called me. We're either gonna cry, trauma dump, or both."

It ended up being both.

And not just the four of us minors (minus the literal god, and Purpled), the people who lived near us came too.

So it was Us four, Wilbur, Niki and George.

"Y'know, because I got burned-" Ranboo sobbed, "Because you burnt the fucking houses down!"

"Mo-Monetization." I choked out.

"I'm sorry! I wouldn't have helped Techno if I had known!"

"I'M SO SORRY!" Techno cried from the discord call. Yeah, the Americans also met up, except for Ranboo, who flew ASAP to Brighton.

"THERE WAS NOTHING YOU COULD HAVE DONE." I sniffled. "SO SHUT THE FUCK U-UP."

"This is terrible." Niki sobbed into her hands. "I burnt down the fucking tree."

"I exiled my best friend." Tubbo was on the floor, not sure why.

Actually, I know why.

All of us were drunk.

"I accused Tommy of burning down George's house."

"I was just a ghost and dated a sheep."

"I was a full on anarchist."

"I didn't even get to date Karl."

"I did absolutely nothing." George took another shot.

"I burned down the damned tree."

"I didn't stop you guys at the community house." Eret was flat out drunk.

"I BLEW THE HOUSE UP-" Dream was reminded.

"I was so manipulative." Quackity was practically chugging an entire bottle of wine.

"I think I forgot Batthew in my house." Ranboo was now face down on the table.

"I hosted a honking Tales of SMP."

"I actually like the Egg, unironically."

"And I didn't stop Bad."

"I also like the egg." Puffy was more calm in the bunch of us, but still sobbing softly.

"And this all happened on Valentine's day." Tubbo spoke from the floor.

"That's the worse part." I sighed, taking a shot.

"Fuck me man, this is terrible. We're all traumatized, now." Wilbur took a sip from his wine.

"This is terrible." Ranboo agreed from face first on the table.

"But we survived, somewhat. Wilbur and I are still dead."

"OH- may I remind you all that Enchan told me that there will be next time." I spoke, and the entire room, and the call bursted out in tears.

But it was good to be back.