A/n from phone again so format may to weird sorry in advance.
ALSO, THE EVENTS WILL BE DIFFERENT FROM THE SMP ONES AND I KNOW THAT (:
When I woke up, I knew it was morning but the sun shining through the window of the room. I was on a bed, a very comfortable one. I opened my eyes and looked around, the room was simple and looked a lot like the room back home, I gulped, I missed home, I wonder how everyone is. If wilbur missed me. I wanted to hug someone I knew, I wanted to know if they still need me. I stood up. I located a chest in the right corner of the room. It was exactly where it was at home. I wondered if this on purpose or a very good coincidence. I opened it to find some clothes. I got dressed and went to the door. I tried and it was open. I was kind of shocked, I expected it to be closed. I left my room and looked left and right. This place was way bigger than I had first thought. I decided to go left. I walked down the corridor which were filled with doors. There was one that was slightly ajar, on the bed sat a boy with a blue shirt on. I realized it was George, probably the nicest if the trio. I decided to knock. I walked carefully to the door and gave it a soft knock George turned around and smiled at me. "Come in, y/n" he said. I awkwardly opened the door and walked in. He patted the bed and moved a bit so I could sit. I took a seat. "how are you finding it here?" He asked softly. I shrugged, because I honestly didnt know. It was scary, staying under the same roof as my enemy, but also relaxing, knowing that while Dream was here nothing could hurt me, but at the same time, I hated him, more than anything else in the world. "We dont want anything more than what we had at first"George said, "I may not agree with what Dream does sometimes but he still is my best friend, and I'd follow him to the edge of the earth", I paused, "would he do the same for you?"i asked, looking him in the eyes. "If it was you or war, what would he choose?". George sighed before looking away, "I dont know" he answered. I felt bad for George, he didnt want war, he wanted his best friend back. I hugged him, it took him, by surprise, but after a moment he melted into my touch, "thank you" he mumbled. I smiled at him. "No George, thank you" he looked even more confused as I left. We had a normal conversation and that was all that I've been wanting for years. No blaming, no yelling, no plans just a conversation. With war we sometimes forget the basic human things.
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What a nightmare
ActionDream x reader (no smut cuz imma uncomfortable with it) Wilbur makes a heartbreaking decision to send his sister (Y/N) away to a village until things get safer, three months later she returns but not in the way L'Manberg expected.
