We get back the discs... Or we die trying || Dream SMP x Reader

💻Chapter Seven💻

Word Count: 2066

Ghost wants to be revived, how fun <3

Oh also Sam's here. That means Sam Nook anD THERAPY ARC JUST KIDDIng-

They're all gonna be traumatized.

(Y/N)'s P.O.V.

We had gone to consult Phil, and since he was a member of the knowing, he was somewhat trusted.

Phil sighed deeply, "I've got an idea, not sure if it would work, but we'll see." He stood up. "Who's ready for a trip to the crater again?"

We all groaned and stood up. "We just came from there." Ghostbur whined as Phil got some blocks and items.

"Well, too bad, Ghost." Phil looked to the group. "Let's go." He pushed us out of the building. "Does anyone have a salmon?"

Tommy choked on himself, "WHAT."

"... We need a Sally."

"I don't think we have a Sally in this universe." Ranboo admitted.

"I think Eret has a salmon." Tubbo pointed out.

"Why would you push Phil further to this idea-" Tommy scolded Tubbo, who just laughed awkwardly.

A few hours later

"And it is done." Phil clapped his hands together to get rid of the dirt, proud of his creation of blue wool, lapis blocks, Sally in the middle, gold blocks in the corners, buttons and torches, TNT and a shit ton of potion stands.

"la drogas." Tommy commented as the potion making tool was placed down.

"Tommy I swear to god-"

"Sorry Phil."

"Who the fuck is this?" Ghostbur asked, looking at the salmon. "Who the fuck are you?"

Ranboo just stared at Phil with hatred in his eyes.

"Who's say-lee?" Ghostbur turned to us, "What's a say-lee?"

I shrugged.

"Sally." Phil corrected.

"We tried to bring back all the little bits in your life." Eret explained, "If Phil-" He looked to Phil, "If he kills your ghost here, you should be brought back...?"

"Oh, should I do the- Here's an idea, Eret." Ghostbur turned to Eret. "What if I said the line? Because I remember really clearly, dying. Very common situation, alright?" Eret nodded, unsure. "So maybe if I recite what I said, and then Phil recites the same thing, then kills me with the sword- it's not gonna hurt me, is it?"

Eret paused. And so did all of us.

"It won't hurt." She somewhat promised.

But none of us knew.

I couldn't touch shit when I was a ghost, Ghostbur was sort of... special.

"I'm gonna be Wilbur, and Phil will be... Philza." Ghostbur started hyping himself up. "Okay!" He smiled. "Let's do this!"

TRY NUMBER ONE

"There's one thing!" Ghostbur stuttered out, "This one room has been taunting me- I- I come in here and I come out and everyone constantly tries to stop me, but no."

These are not the right lines, both Phil and I knew. I mean, we were there.

"Um- uh- This button, I'm not even sure if it works anymore, and I stroke the button with my hands."