Drista Visits Prison // Oneshot

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"Dream?"

Dream looked up. There was Drista, his little sister, his little sparrow..

"How are you?" She asked.

No response.

"I don't know why you're in here, but I told Sam you deserve it. Do you?" Drista leaned over the netherite barrier. "Please answer."

Dream just looked away.

"Do you just not care? That would make sense, because you left me for so long." Drista grumbled, starting to get fed up.

"I had to do everything by myself. And you're just here, in this stupid SMP, thinking you own it. Honestly I'm kinda glad you're in here. From what I've heard, you aren't the old Dream."

Dream closed his eyes.

"Yeah, ignore me! Ignore me all you want! Just like you did my whole life! Just like Mom!" Drista shouted, tears pouring down her cheeks. "You aren't my brother. You aren't the person I knew. You aren't Clay"

Dreams old name hurt. He'd abandoned that name years ago. He finally looked up at his sister, who looked hurt and ready to punch something.

"I'm sorry" Dream whispered.

Drista took a deep breath in. It was something. He'd said something. "Are you proud of me?" She finally asked.

But no reply.

And Drista had to watch the lava fall from the other side, not knowing if she was good enough.


"I'm so proud" Dream whispered when the last glimpse disappeared in a wall of lava.

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i hate this

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