"Dream?" Drista muttered in horror, "Dream what happened to you..."
"What are you talking about?" It wasn't Dream, His voice was all glitchy and echoey. When Drista heard that she ran off again, she didn't realize she was heading straight for the prison until she saw sam.
She turned to look back at the imposterous Dream, slipping and falling in the process, to see the person was now Tommy.
"Drista!" It was Tommy's voice but farther back, the person standing next to her flashed back to a bloodied up Dream.
"Is this some kind of twisted joke?" She muttered. "Yes, but not in the way you think it is."
Drista jolted up from her sleep, She noticed that her leg hurt terribly. She was caught between the blood vines and couldn't get free on her own; It hurt too much.
Nobody was around anymore, except DreamXD. "What do you want?!" Drista was furious.
"Calm down, The nightmare was caused by yourself. You passed out after twisting your ankle," X rolled his eyes at Drista while cutting her free from the vines.
"Believe it or not I don't hate you even though you hate me, So cool it once in a while alright." Drista pulled her leg free of the vine still glaring at X.
"Then what the FUCK was with the chasing? What was that for!"
"The 'bloody' person was Tommy, He fell in red dye. You twisted your ankle trying to see who it was and passed out from exhaustion. When was the last time you truly slept by the way?"
"Then where is he now?" Drista sighed at her own stupidity, "Is he alright?"
"He saw me now he is getting Sam, Little prick." X was relatively around the same height as Drista although he was taller. "Also don't say anything about me actually not trying to scare people for once."
"It'll make them think you are weak, huh?" Drista laughed. "No, they'll just think I have a soft spot for my family and think I might free Dream."
"Which you won't be doing," Drista replied. "Oh? Did you figure out what your wish was or do you just suddenly hate Dream now?" X asked curiously.
"Little bit of both," The demi-god remarked. "I mean Dream is pretty terrifying!" She laughed at her own statement.
"Then what is your wish, Drista?" Drista flinched at how X said her name. It was unsettling to say the least about it.
"My wish is for everyone's life to be normal, I want to go with you and have everyone, except a few people to forget who I am. X, I want to go home." Drista sighed, not pausing a second time before continuing again.
"I know it may sound dumb, but I don't want to live here anymore. It'll cause problems having a demi-god constantly live with people who aren't, and-" Drista was cut off by X. "Just say you want to go home and that's that. Who do you want to remember you?"
"Well Tommy of course but also Dream, You, GD, and that's it I guess..." Drista stared at X to make sure he understood. "Alright if you have stuff you want to give to people or stuff you want to keep, do it now." X sighed impatiently, "Oh and Tommy is in his rock house thing."
Drista walked as fast as she could, her ankle feeling like fire still. She didn't exactly process how long she ran for until she had to walk back.
Feeling exhausted by the fast walking, She slipped in her house and found a few things she wanted to keep and something else for a particular person.
She put Bruno's leash on him and walked to where Tommy was staying. "Hey, Tommy guess what! Actually, don't guess here."
Tommy looked up at Drista unamused, "It's a book." Drista rolled her eyes dramatically, "Look in the book ding-bat!"
She watched Tommy realize it was the Revive Book after flipping through a couple of pages.
"Now watch Bruno and if he gets hurt i'm killing you, but not really though i'll just bully you and nobody will know and think you are crazy!" Drista laughed.
"Wait, Why am I watching Bruno?" Tommy stared concerned at Drista. "Oh, Well you see DreamXD said I could go back and watch over the chaos happening here but not be affected by it!"
"You are leaving? Why?"
"Tommy i'm a demi-god of course I can't just live here. I'll still visit you, cool yourself." X came up to stand beside Drista, "Tommy, Drista has to go home because I told her to, No more questions alright."
With a sigh X walked away and signaled Drista to follow, "Bye Tom, and tell Dream I said to trip on the blood vines!"
Tommy stared confused and shocked, Not by Drista leaving but by why she didn't take the Revive Book. Then X came back mostly to make Drista walk faster, But more importantly to get the Revive Book, "I'll be taking this, You clearly don't want to know how to use it or want to."
Tommy would be upset if Drista didn't end his exile shorter. She ended up making him and Tubbo friends again slightly.
Tommy still holds the exile grudge against Tubbo but couldn't help but remember how they fought side by side a few months ago.
The blond haired teen couldn't help but remember the name, "Blondy" where it came from fuck if he knew. It had been too long to remember.
The only thing he remembered just then was a name, A name he remembered hearing thousands of times but couldn't grasp who it was.
The name was, "Drista." Tommy muttered it out loud to help him remember, then as a second thought he heard "a small girl Dream" in his own voice.
Tommy pictured a burnt down Treehouse and how it looked before, He also remembered a blue cat. He couldn't stop his own feet from taking him through the central nether portal and to the spot where he was exiled.
"The treehouse, It's still here." Tommy glanced at a rotted wood boat. "How could I ever forget the Treehouse?"
Fin.
Word Count: 1033
Over all Word Count: 13931A/N: i really enjoyed writing this and Im sorry for not finishing it sooner. Im so glad people enjoyed this as much as i did, if you are still reading after all of this time thank you, and thank you for being patient till the end. And again thank you.
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