Short Stories of the SMP centred around Dream

A child is the guardian of the world pt 2

-Hi, long time no write. I've been preoccupied as of late, I am writing Split, but after that, I've completed this short storybook. However, I might continue it someday in the future. Now to get to the point, enjoy the story, this has taken me weeks to write. Bye!-  

-Three months later-

The sky was crying, the bees were snug inside of their hives. Tulip bulbs were sealed shut as their roots soaked up the liquid. Dream watched the raindrops run down the glass, finger tapping mindlessly. Ears flicking with every tick of the clock, emerald green antlers glowing faintly in the eerie ambient light.

Knock! Knock!!

"I'll get it!" Dream shouted down to Punz.

Drenched head to toe in rain, two figures stood upon their doorstep. "Hello? How can I help you." Dream timidly asked.

"We're here to talk to Punz and Dream. Do they happen to live here?" Dream recognised one of the voices to be Phil and he presumed the other figure was Technoblade just from the tall stature alone.

"Yeah we live here, come in." Punz butted in, his gold chain rattling loudly.

The red couches were taken up in an instant, while the fireplace cackled at the awkward situation. Philza was politely conversing with Punz while Techno stared Dream down. The fire flickered under Techno's aggressive gaze, Dream couldn't help but fiddle with the rug's rim. Ever since Techno had arrived at their cottage, he'd been glaring at Dream. Leaving the younger to sweat uncontrollably.

"So Dream. Where is he?" Techno asked suspiciously, shifting his head only for a second to look at Punz.

An awkward silence enveloped the room. Until Dream piped up. "I am Dream."

- Three years later-

Loosening his grip on the handle of the hoe, Dream rubbed the sweat off of his brow. Dusty blonde hair is tied loosely into a braid. His straw hat sitting snuggly upon his head, the emerald trim made it personal. Half a mask sat upon his face, the straps looping around his ears. A creepy smile carved into the porcelain.

Hooves sunk into the ploughed dirt, the sack of potatoes on his back weighing him further down. Gently wrestling another potato out, his eyes took count of the potato eyes before tucking it into the soil. Patting the soil down, he moved on.

"How are you doing there little guy?" Techno's monotone voice broke Dream's trance.

"Good." He bluntly replied.

Slamming the nose of the hoe into the soil, pulling away the soil to create a small pit. He wrestled another potato out and shoved it into the soil after locating the majority of its eyes.

"I think it's about time we took a break, you know who Punz punishes when you overexert yourself."

"You deserve it." Dream mumbled.

Footsteps grew closer until the towering figure of the hybrid was in front of him. Arms placed upon his hips, a posture that demanded the right answer or else. This never intimidated Dream, not anymore. "Excuse me? Did you say something?"

"No." Dream huffed.

"U-huh?" A hand ruffled his hair ruining the braid Wilbur did.

"TECHNO!!!" Dream growled potato leaves shot out of the ground. Their leaves stretch towards the older looping around his arm. Tugging him closer to the ground, you could see the cogs turning in the older's head.

Techno paused his torture recognising the moment was over. "I'll redo it for you after lunch." Dream merely huffed in reply.

The cottage's door creaked open letting the cool air escape with a WHOOSH! Announcing his presence, "we're back!" Techno continued further into the home after wiping his shoes clean. Dream close behind.