Original Intent

Welcome to the Pub(e)

Dream can't catch a break.

Dream tries to help, she gets fucked over. Dream tries to stay by herself, the fuckery finds her. There was no middle ground. Everything was just a big fuck you.

The hybrid's ears twitched as she mutilated the carrots in front of her. Tubbo and Ranboo were nervously staring at her back. Dream was irritated because the boys had invited her to a party at their pub. That in itself wasn't the problem but she knew there would be people there that she may not be able to face. She didn't know if there would be someone there to make her go wild. Dream growled as she stabbed the knife into the counter.

Honey, you're scaring the kids...

Dream paused as she looked at the teens. Tubbo and Ranboo were now cowering behind the couch. Ah fuck. Dream had forgotten she had an audience.

"Y-Y-Y'know Sissy, you don't have to go? W-W-We were j-j-just asking." Tubbo said placatingly, hands fidgeting with the tarnished goggles perched above his antennae.

"Yeah, a-a-an invitation" Ranboo added, glancing out the window, purple particles gathering for a teleport. Dream was confused, was she really that scary?

Your atmosphere reeked of anger babe, you might want to watch it

Dream huffed as the voice talked to her. He was getting on her nerves.

Awww, baby don't be upset. Also, you should stop calling me the voice , call me something else.

Dream decided to ignore the voice and worry about the two teens

Rude but fair

Dream cooed towards the teens, showing she meant no harm. Ranboo warbled back worriedly while Tubbo happily started buzzing. Tubbo and Ranboo decided to focus more on sounds from their species to communicate with Dream instead of speaking. Sure, English was useful at times, but they could all understand each other well enough without it.

"Sissy, everyone is expecting you...well, not expecting, but they are hoping to meet you." Tubbo said. Dream looked at Ranboo with a raised brow. A question asked with no sound to follow.

"They want to know who keeps making the desserts that we bring back," Ranboo answered. Dream rolled his eyes, before once again fixing the very finely minced carrots with a steely glare . Prying the knife from the kitchen counter, he huffed, a bit salty about the enderman's last comment. Was that seriously the only reason? Not because Tubbo and Ranboo come here a lot. Not because Jack and Tommy decide to stop by every now and then. It's because they want to know who made the baked goods. Wow.

Careful with the knife dear, wouldn't want to cut yourself.

"Well, they know we can handle ourselves if anything happens so they want to know about the baked goods...and would like you to bring some as well," Ranboo said while mumbling the last part. Dream sighed. She doesn't know if she can do it but she also knows this was inevitable. Dream looked at them and let out a squeak. Ranboo rumbled back and went to grab a pencil and some paper.

Dream needed to make sure everyone got something they liked.

Dream knew from the smp that some members had preferences. Most of them didn't care, like Tommy and Tubbo. But both Ranboos like chocolate. Philza preferred lemon flavored cakes. Techno likes brownies but always refuses to tell anyone. Wilbur preferred sugar cookies over anything else. Fundy liked berry flavored or berry based desserts. Niki loved all baked goods but always seemed to gravitate towards cupcakes. Dream didn't know about whoever the other people were, Sneeg and Smajor, so she just made whatever she could...sadly that meant she had to ask the boys for help because there was too much for her to carry. Not to mention she needs to carry Luca.