The two sides of Dream *COMPLETED*

The Opposite Family

~Ranboo POV~

I entered the room. I realized that BooRan renovated it a little bit. The writing on the walls were scrubbed off and replaced with bookshelves, picture frames, and barrels. I looked at one of the pictures and saw a little wither skeleton getting carried by BooRan. They look really happy.

"Is this your kid?" I asked them.

"Yeah. Her name's Michaela. She's been missing for 2 days after she told me she was going to get resources. I got worried but calm at the same time since I know she would easily find this place again," he answered while he put the bag on the table. He took out a photo from the bag that I didn't notice and mumbled, "Oh, Tobbu. . . . If only you came. . . ."

There was silence for a while. Then I asked, "Why don't you stay with us? We have a spare room."

BooRan looked at me and then at the floor for a while. Then they nodded.

I helped him pack his things and went to my place.

*2 hours later*

I knocked at our door and I heard Michael and another kid shushing. The door opened and I saw Michael. "Papa!" Michael cried out loud. He hugged me and I hugged him back. I looked through the door and saw another kid. She had a shocked expression on her face when she looked at BooRan.

"PAPA!", she cried out loud. She came running to BooRan and hugged him tight. BooRan hugged her back.

"Michaela! Oh my god, I missed you!"

"I missed you too, Papa!"

"Papa Ranboo, why does Michaela's papa almost looks exactly like you?" Michael asked me with interest. That made me think of something. . . .

Why did they look like me? Does Dream have something to do with this? Questions were circling my head like crazy.

"Papa, are you ok? Are you going on a trance?"

I blinked and looked down. Michael was still looking at me. I rubbed his head and told him I was fine and all. He nodded at me and ran to the kitchen. I checked at the living room and saw BooRan and Michaela playing with the toys they brought for her.

I smiled. I then went to the basement. In there, I saw a huge box made entirely out of obsidian: My Panic Room. I walked around it and saw what I was looking for. It was my memory book. In the front were the words:

DO NOT READ

It was written in purple letters. I opened it and saw the old stuff I've written in it. I took my quill and wrote:

Day 3 of joining forces with Techno,

I was about to walk home when I met a strange man named BooRan who apparently looked like me. I figured I could trust him for a reason. I feel a weird sensation in him, like he was. . . . connected to me. . . . I also met his daughter, Michaela. She almost looked like Michael. I still don't know what is going on here. Dream might know something about this. I should talk to him later on. . . .

I closed the book and put it back inside the Ender Chest. I suddenly heard a voice.

"Psst! Ranboo!"

I turned around quickly and saw a faint version of Dream.

"What do you want now, Dream?" I asked him sternly. He answered me, "Hey man, I know I've done some bad things to you in the past but you have to learn that--"

"Learn what?!"

I yelled at him. It was my first time I've ever stood up against him. He looked taken aback even though I couldn't see it under his mask.

"WHAT IS IT THAT I SHOULD LEARN FROM YOU?!?! THAT I'M A WEAKLING?! I KNEW THAT YEARS AGO, Y-Y-YOU GREEN SCREEN!!!"

I took a few deep breaths and continued, "AND IF YOU ONLY CAME HERE JUST TO REMIND ME OF THAT, YOU MIGHT AS WELL STOP THAT AND LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!!!"

"Ranboo, listen to me--"

"NO! YOU LISTEN TO ME THIS TIME!!! YOU CAN TAKE ME AWAY FROM MY FRIENDS! PHIL, WILBUR, TOMMY, ALL OF THEM! BUT YOU CANNOT  TAKE ME AWAY FROM MY GODDAMN SON AND TUBBO!"

"RANBOO, LET ME FINISH!"

I stopped. There was a moment of silence and he said, "Look, I know you're mad at me and I can't blame you for that. Those things I've done - Manipulating you, using you, even making you lose your memories - I did them to protect you."

I looked at him. I was shocked. Him? Protecting me? But everything he did. . . . All his plans tried to kill me. . . .

Dream chuckled. "Hey, I get it. You thought I tried to kill you. But can you even think of any reason why I want to?"

I thought about this question for a second and realized that there is no reason that Dream would want to kill me. I looked at him and saw he took off his mask and was smiling. I suddenly heard voices that didn't look like they were coming from upstairs.

"Oi, Dream! You coming to save Night or what?"

"W-what's going on?" I stammered. He looked at me and said, "Ranboo, listen. Your joining forces with Techno right?"

"Y-yes. . . ? Why?"

"Ranboo, listen to me very carefully. That guy you kidnapped in our place? His name is Nightmare. He's my opposite."

"Wait, you have an o-?"

"Later. Now look, me and other people are going to come and save him so please tell me what you're going to do with him."

"Wait, wait, wait, what's so special about this guy?"

Dream paused and sighed. "He's like a brother to me. My life will be nothing without him. And if Techno kills him, all my powers will lose control. I won't be able to stop them. So if you can at least help me at some point, I'll still be able to stop my control and take half of my powers from your body." I listened to every word he said. I then asked, "What's in it for me?". He thought about it for a while then said, "I'll leave Tubbo, you, and Mike alone."

I crossed my arms and smiled.

"Deal."

"Good. I gotta go now. See ya!"

He bid me goodbye then disappeared. I went to go back upstairs then stopped quickly to see Michael by the door with a shocked face. I felt my ears go down.

"M-Mike! I-I can explain!"

"No, Papa. It's fine. I'm sorry I eavesdropped on you. I'm just gonna go."

He ran upstairs. I catch up with him to his room. I tried to open the door but Michael locked it. I knocked on the door.

"Michael! Open the door! I can explain!"

I heard footsteps that indicated someone was coming upstairs. It was BooRan and Michaela. BooRan was looking really confused. I stammered. . . .

"I-I c-can explain. . . ."