Family

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Everything was normal, at least that's what she thought.

"Techno, we have to hurry. She's cold." Phil said, carrying the new baby they found. Dreamly was barely a year old when Techno and Philza found her. They knew exactly whose child she was, but regardless they took her anyway. They brought her back to L'manberg, they knew that would be her new home far away from the Dream SMP her birth place, and agreed that they would never tell her who her parents were.

When they rushed into their little house carrying a baby girl, Tommy looked up. "Phil! That's a girl!" Tommy, Wilbur, and Techno were biological sons of Phil. Tubbo was adopted by Philza over a year ago, he was only 2 years old when Dreamly joined the family and although she was the first girl to enter the family, they accepted her. Wilbur was seven years old at the time and Techno was ten. Wilbur, even though he was quite a bit older than her, became infatuated with her and knew that for the rest of her life, he would protect her.

                                                        ~16 years later~
Dreamly's POV
"DREAMLY GIVE ME MY SHIT BACK!" Tommy screamed at me. "NO FUCK YOU TOMMY! APOLOGIZE TO TUBBO AND I WILL!" I screamed back. "IM BIGGER, STRONGER, AND OLDER, I COULD EASILY OVER POWER YOU!" Tommy yelled jumping at me. He tackled me to the ground laughing while he tried to take his disk back. "Tommyinnit get off Dreamly, now." A voice said from behind him. I smirked at Tommy. "You see Tommy, you may be bigger then me, but I have something to my advantage." He turned to look at the person behind him then turned to glare at me. "You see Tommy, I have Will." Right as I said that, Tommy was lifted off of me by none other then Wilbur Soot. I stood up and brushed the dirt off my jacket, as Tommy struggled to get out of Wilbur's grasp. "Put him down Will." I said. Wilbur dropped Tommy on the ground. "Both of you are dickheads." Tommy said brushing the dirt of his red and white t-shirt. I stood in front of Will. "Will, thank you for that but you don't always need to safe me." His charming, warm, brown eyes suddenly turned cold and menacing. "I do, I do Dreamly, more then you'll ever know. Now go inside get your uniform on and stop questioning me or we are going to have trouble." I stared up at the man. But no, he wasn't my brother, he was never my brother, he was so much more I loved him a different way then a brother. And he loved me not as a sister, as a best friend. He told me he never really saw me as his sister. It just didn't feel right. And I didn't care. I went inside and slipped into my L'manberg uniform. I went back outside where my family waiting for me. "Ok we can go." I said. "But Phil I need to talk to you and just you. The rest of you can go ahead." Philza my father figure, looked at me in complete confusion. "What is it Dreamly? What's wrong?" He asked. "Phil I'm in love with Wilbur." He looked at me. "Your serious?" "Yes Phil I'm bloody serious." I said looking down and kicked at the dirt. But then Phil put his hand on my shoulder. "It's ok. Will isn't your brother. You're allowed to fall for whoever you want, love is love my dear." I looked up. "Thank you Phil." I smiled at him and he smiled back at me. "You're in love with me?" I turned and Will was standing on the hill holding an axe in his hand. "Will! I um, what are you doing here?" "I came to see what was taking you guys so long. But don't try and change the subject, you just told Phil you were in love with me." "I am Will, I am." I said looking down, kicking at the dirt once again in shame. He came walking down the hill in a matter that was almost... graceful? One he got to the bottom of the hill he threw his axe on the ground where it stuck into the hill. He came over, grabbed my chin and kissed me.

"You love me." I smiled. "I always have. Dreamly I always have and I made a vow to myself when I was seven to always protect you. Look at that now you do know why I always need to protect you." Phil smiled at the both of us. Wilbur held me in his arms and not only did it feel right, it felt like it's where I belonged, like that spot was made for me.

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