The first thought he could muster was that he was tired. It has taken the blonde all morning to wake up. This time instead of an interrogation room he was greeted with the feeling of comfortable cushions and the warm light of the evening sun. His head spinning, he groaned at the fatigue he felt. Sitting up, he could feel the bed dip beside him looking there, he could see his mate sleeping peacefully. It seemed like the gas had some sort of calming effect on its victim, a piece of information he stored for later use. His expression completely lax, his eyebrows typically knotted together were replaced with a relaxed expression. A stark contrast to his typical expression, even when he was asleep, he could barely relax. It had taken him years of being together with him for the pinkette finally let himself be vulnerable with him. To think all it took was a bit of knock out gas to get him to a state in which took him years, made his stomach churn in annoyance but brushed off for the mean time. He looked around the room, it seem pretty plain, two windows sat to the side of the bed, a table and bookshelf in the corner of the room, and the door on the other side.
He looked at his lover's sleeping form and... went back to sleep.
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Ever the early bird, Dream got up once again. This time he noticed that it was now closer to noon compared to the morning sun, not to his surprise, he could still see Techno's feint silhouette under the mound of blankets. With his head no longer spinning he could finally think, better yet analyze. This situation they were in was feather precarious. He highly doubts the heroes would take them in unless they gave something in return, no matter what the talking rat said. The most obvious option would be to assume that they want their services, weather it be training the heroes-in-training or doing jobs. It would be beneficial for them. He took a glance at the snoring oaf to the side of him and grimaces, he doesn't quite know how Techno would react to being 'controlled' again, but something (read:everything) tells him it won't be good.
Now another possibility he could think of is their quirks. He hopes it isn't the case. If it is, he prays that it would be unalike the one he was at prior. He doesn't remember much of it, all he remembers is clean, how very sterile everything was, the smell of rubbing alcohol burning his nostrils, how sometimes the walls would move, he thinks it was just his imagination but a nagging feeling tells him no, and masks, bird like masks, how everyone had one on. Pain, that was the biggest one, it was painful, so so so painful, he remembers how sometimes when the pain gets to much he would see the stars before coming back, he would see a kind lady smile.
He remembers when Philza would tell him stories of her when he and Puffy got him out. He would talk about how her cold dead skin that was soothing to the touch, only in a way she could manage. About the adventures they would go on, about her midnight hair, her starlit eyes. When he asked why she wasn't here, Phil simply smiled, a smile that was far from joyous, and said: " That's where she watches us from, she always makes sure we find our way back here. A world far away from her's." He doesn't ask anymore, nor does he ask about the tears streaming down the older blonde's cheek.
He doesn't remember much and he would like to keep it that way. He jostles out of his thoughts when he hears an audible groan from beside him.
"...Mornin' Dream" A deep bare tone voice rumbled, one that never failed shivers run down his spine.
" Hi Tech," He smiled, just a small curve of his lips. " I think it's time we meet our new classmates." The sadistic grin that streamed onto his partners tired face was enough of an answer for him.
( AN: Ok sorry it's kinda short... and rushed... my brain juices aren't like totally immersed in it so that's why the end was kinda cut short...
ANYWAYS... if u are wondering in case i wasn't being clear enough. Dream was taken by Chisaki when we was a kid bc of his quirk, an no Dream never met Eri. Their ages just don't line up, by the time Dream left Eri would have still been a baby or not yet even born. so yea... there you have it.
next chapter maybe: they meet 1a)

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FanfictionJust ur typical mcyt x mha crossover except it has my otp as a vigilante duo. don't like it don't read it. ( btw i drew the cover and am planning on finishing it at a later time)