encore - dream smp au

three

"how dare you lie a finger on her you bastard!"

niki must've tackled dream off of me.

ranboo was quickly next to me, asking if i was alright, while phil and techno dealt with niki.

yet everything was a blur, the voices sounded muffled and my vision was shaky.

"ivy?"

"give me- give me a minute.." i mumbled, closing my eyes to avoid the headache.

"you're bleeding-"

"i'm fuckin' what?"

i felt someone touch my cheek, seeming to wipe something away. i opened my eyes to ranboo wiping blood off of my cheek.

yet i closed my eyes once again, unbothered.

"are you alright?" phil's voice grew louder, signifying him approaching me.

"she hit her head pretty hard-"

"do you feel like you're gonna pass out? put your head in ranboo's lap.. don't let yourself pass out."

"ight are we getting out of here or what?" techno spoke, no emotional lied in his voice as always.

"be patient.." phil replied.

eventually i sat up, as my senses came to me, taking in the room.

everyones eyes lied on me, not very welcoming.

techno and dream sat at the opposite wall, dreams gaze fixated on me. niki sat not too far, on another wall. she sat with her arms crossed.

phil and ranboo sat around me, ranboo's hand lying in mine.

"now can we get going?" techno complained, resting his head back on the wall and staring at the ceiling.

"can we get going- shut it" i spat, mocking his tone. i instantly recieved a glare from techno.

"alright cmon.." phil groaned, motioning for techno and niki.

i gathered my helmet and sword, which ranboo held onto. "you sure you're alright.." he mumbled.

"im good." i replied, adjusting my helmet on my head.

"techno take my hand" niki stated, holding her hand out towards him

"what? are we praying before dinner or something? is dream the dinner-"

"just take my hand!" niki yelled at him, as he groaned and soon cooperated.

i rubbed the back of my hand on my cheek, smudging blood. i stared at it for a moment, then took a hold of phils hand.

my vision went blurred, signifying ranboo working his magic.

then just as my senses came back to me, i already heard screaming.

it seems we forgot about the devil.

someone lied underneath phil, as they seemed to struggle. niki sat with her eyed wide, terrified.

we lied in the snow outside of techno and phil's cabins. techno stood above everyone seeming to survey the area.

ranboo's breathing was broken, effects of the teleporting.

"you're fucking joking," techno mumbled, as i quickly went to attend to ranboo.

"you guys suck at jailbreaks."

"hey- hey, breathe with me." i instructed to ranboo, focusing solely on him.

i glanced towards phil, dream lied underneath him.

dream.

"niki- please comfort ranboo.." i mumble, as she nods and does so.

"let him go" i state, approaching phil and dream. "what- are you insane? he's gonna run!"

"i-i won't.. run" dream says, honestly sounding scared.

"if he runs we'll catch him, he's defenseless."

i sat with tubbo along the edge of the remains of l'manburg. we sat in silence for most of it, yet it was quite nice.

except all the guilt i held.

"hey! tubbo!" a voice yells, from the opposite side of the destruction.

two tall figures stood, one waving gently. they begun making their way closer, now able to tell who they were.

wilbur and ranboo.

ranboo trailed shortly behind him, as wilbur approached. tubbo stared at wilbur as if he saw a ghost, glancing over at me for a moment.

"tubbo! how it's been so long since we've spoken!"

wilbur gave me a glance, looking me up and down. yet his eyes traced back to tubbo.

i stood up, as he approached even closer. "hello wilbur"

"ah, great to see you ivy" he replied, as ranboo stood subtly behind him.

"couldn't say the same-"

"what do you want?" tubbo speaks up, now standing behind me. ranboos gaze seems to be on him.

"i just wanted to say hello! catch up, see how everybodys doing!" wilbur smiled, speaking with his hands then holding them closed together.

"it's just.. weird seeing you here."

"ranboo! have you met tubbo?" wilbur turned to ranboo, who gave him an odd look.

"yeah" ranboo spoke.

"well, tubbo. i just want to say i'm sorry for- all this y'know?" wilbur continued to hold his hands together, yet seemed to subtly pace. he stepped up on a piece of rubble, standing over everyone.

i noticed what he was trying to do.

i seemed to zone out as tubbo and wilbur continued to speak, as i simply studied wilbur's body language.

it upset me, made me angry. he always wanted to be standing over everyone as he spoke.

wilbur seemed to apologize, wanting to build trust and forgiveness. i just let the conversation carry out, not wanting to stress tubbo out too much.

as he obvious already was.

"i failed you as a friend- and i wanna make it up to you" wilbur spoke, continuing to stand over tubbo.

"you've had plenty of chances in the past"

wilburs gaze locked onto me, as i spoke up, his eyes once again looking me up and down.

"and why not stand on our level too, y'know? you don't deserve a pedestal anymore."

"ivy-"

"no, no, no! it's fine! freedom of speech.. you have the right to your own opinions.." wilbur spoke up, cutting tubbo off.