This Game || DreamSMP x Reader DISCONTINUED

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I stood on the tips of my toes to push the sword closer to the tall man's neck. 
"Why?" I asked.

"I-i-i have memory loss, I thought the book was mine and I was going to write in it, but I read those pages and released this didn't sound like the life I believed I had. After reading all of it, I saw the front page with your name scribbled in the very corner." Ranboo said, fear trickling down his vocal cords.

I lowered my sword from the tall man.

He was telling the truth, he seemed too lost to have any opinion, and too scared to be friends with Dream. 

But then again he was friends with the slow brained George and Arsonist Sapnap.

I quickly scrolled through my diary reading the words I had written down, only to see new writing which I assumed to be Ranboo's.

I looked down at the bottom of the page and saw that I was put under his friends list. I couldn't help but smile, the tall man in front of me wants to be my friend? 

He obviously doesn't know me that well yet.

A lightbulb appeared in my head, as the tall man in front of me looked down scared for his life.

I ripped out the pages he had written and handed them to him.

"I believe these are yours, and I also should apologise for scaring the living daylight out of you."

"It's ok, your not the only one that has tried killing me here," Ranboo replied slowly taking the sheets of paper.

"What do you mean, who tried killing you?"

"I don't remember his name... he um he wore a green jumper with this creepy chipped white smiley mask."

"Dream?!" I said, not really being surprised by his behaviour.

"Yeah, um, that was his name, he actually shot me with an arrow."

Ranboo rolled up his sleeve and showed a deep slice in his skin from the arrow, a few splinters stuck in his skin.

I grabbed his other arm and yanked him towards my home, hoping that healing him would seal this "friendship" I was needing.

"Where are we going Y/n?" Ranboo said fear evident.

"We are going to get your arm healed, what did you think?"

"I don't know, I thought you were just going to cease one of my three lives like Dream was planning to."

"Don't compare me to that green blob idiot, I rather help someone gain their life than take it."

"Sorry, I had no idea Dream and you were on thin ice."

"We're not."

"I may have memory loss but I'm not stupid."

I stopped in my tracks and stared at the tall man.

"Don't tell anyone," I said as I pushed him into my house.

Ranboo hit his head on the door frame.

I started laughing, "Sorry, I've never had a tall person enter my house. It's supposed to just be for me."

Ranboo rubbed his head, "All good, but next time give me a warning."

I laughed and went to grab a flaming red liquid from my chest hidden under my bedroom floorboards.

I entered back into the main part of my house to see Ranboo waking across my bookshelf, scanning my books.

I grabbed the bottom book in the left corner and handed it to him, "This book has infinite pages, but it will still look like an average-sized journal of sorts. I think you'll want this as you said in my diary that you ran out of room in your original."