Bench Trio of Terror

Chapter One

Stumbling around in the forest wasn't the best for the little 3 year old enderman hybrid, since it was snowing and all. He had very little body heat, his best friend was bleeding out on his back, being two and having very little in the first place, and the other crying and wasting his energy running ahead and back, scouting. Oh, and the Snow was burning him cause it was water, causing him to cry and continued to get burned. 

"Oh. my. god. What happened to you three?" A mans voice sounded, he seemed sad, pained, and extremly angered. Flinching, the two that were awake looked up at the three men standing near the meadow they were trying to get too for a camp with no snow, how didn't they see them? Oh, right, they were three at most.

"Sapnap, pick up the one carrying the other, George grab the other one. I got the bleeding one." The green sweat shirted man demanded, the children barely understood, only know they were tired, exhausted, and needed sleep. But the three panicked when the Raccoon like child was picked up, the Enderman panicked and began making enderian like noises.

"Hey, hey. It's okay, we want to help." The one with the white bandanna thing soothed, creating a gentle fire in his hands, creating a warmth he figured the three needed. The Green Sweat shirted man picked the baby ram hybrid off the enderian, almost sparking another panick, until he too was picked up, closer to the fire that evaporated any water on him, stopping his constant pain. 

"There we go, come on, let's get you three taken care of." the normal looking one murmured. He held the raccoon hybrid, but just barely. 

" 'Ommy!" The Enderian giggled when George almost dropped the raccoon, exclaimed, catching said raccoon's attention. 

" 'Anboo!" The Raccoon whined, slumping down and no longer struggling. "'Anboo, 'Ubbo!" The Raccoon whined, looked over to the Green man who held a curled up, passed out, bleeding Ram hybrid. 

"Dream, is the little one okay? What can you tell so far?" Sapnap asked, worriedly. Dream looked down at the small child, a name tag very visible, so the little one was trying to say Tubbo?

"They have name tags, I couldn't tell what those two were saying, what are their names?" Dream asked, still checking on the baby ram, half paying attention to his surroundings. Sapnap, looked down and saw the tag hanging off of the little Enderman's wrist, how did they miss that?

"Uh... Yeah, Ranboo?" Sapnap responded, slight confusion is in his tone, was he saying it correctly. The Enderman Hybrid's ears twitched as he mainly looked up, seems like his neck was in pain. That or he wouldn't meet Sapnap's eyes. 

"I think that's the correct way.... Um... So we have Tubbo and Ranboo... George, what's his name?" Dream asked, turning a bit when he realized he wouldn't be able to tell how badly the little ram's injuries were.

"Tommy." George said as he struggled to read the tag, the little raccoon fighting against him again, but not trying to escape, more so just being really annoying. 

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Getting to their home, Dream quickly ran to a different room to take care of the Ram, running his fingers through his hair to help him stay calm, having woken up half way home. 

"Deam?" The Little Ram asked, looking up at the older as he was placed on a table. 

"Yes, little ram?" Dream asked, taking the ram's shirt off to see the wound. Tubbo looked up at him, just watching him as Dream took his mask off, finally in the comfort of his home. 

"'anboo and 'ommy?" He asked as he laid back, having a light push from Dream as the wound was shown. Dream winced on seeing it. The size, if on a man, would be small, easy to take care of. On a small child that was no older then 2 or 3? It was huge!

"After I take care of this, okay?" Dream asked. Tubbo huffed but didn't argue, staying silent as dream disinfected the wound, cleaning up the Baby Ram's stomach as much as possible before he began to stitch the wound shut.

When he was done, he had Tubbo sit back up, checking everywhere else on him to see if their were any other injuries not noticed. There were none. 

"Alright. wanna see Tommy and Ranboo now?" Dream asked Tubbo, who nodded happily, excitedly. "Hey, Sap?" Dream called out, louder now. Sapnap peaked his head in, noticed No more blood on the Ram, but a small mess around him. Dream had yet to clean up. 

"Yeah Dream?" Sapnap asked, he was holding a struggling Ranboo, who had also peaked his head in and tried to get to Tubbo immediately, unfortunately for Ranboo but fortunately for Sapnap, he didn't know how to teleport yet. 

"Can you get Tommy as well? Tubbo wants them." Dream smiled at a bit, noticing the struggling child who looked ready to bite. "Oh and he might-" Dream was cut off as Ranboo bit down onto Sapnap's arm. 

"HE FUCKING BIT ME!" Sapnap screeched, releasing the child and stumbled back in shock, Ranboo ignored the situation and ran forwards towards Tubbo, arms outstretched towards Dream and Tubbo. 

George's laughter could be heard through out the house before he too screeched and suddenly an actual Raccoon raced into the room, transforming into the little boy of Tommy when he got next to Ranboo. Both had their arms up in a pick me up motion towards Dream. 

"P'ease?" Ranboo asked when Dream rose an eyebrow at him. He nodded, picking both boys up and setting them down, but on a separate table, causing the three kids to whine. 

"Ah uh, I have to check the other boys for injuries." Dream responded to their whines. Only one whined in protest, and it happened to be the little raccoon. George and Sapnap, both having calmed down, peaked back into the room, watching Dream work. 

"Alright, I'm done, Sap, George, do we have any tiny clothes? Or do we have to go to the closest village to buy some?" Dream asked, turning to face the two cowering by the door.

"Um... If we were to change their clothes now. We would each have to give up a sweatshirt, since we don't have many. Um... Do they need baths?" Sapnap responded, creeping into the room, nodding to George when he mentioned sweatshirts. George disappeared farther into the house to grab three sweatshirts, one green, a white with black and a flame on the center, and a blue one with white and red box in the center.

"Baths.... Sap, did you not realize that the child Enderman is burned by snow? therefore water? Like an actual Enderman?" Dream asked, an eyebrow raised as he looked at the ravenette. 

Sapnap made an 'O' face, looking confused for a moment before sighing, shrugging his shoulders, no idea for the little enderman. 

"The other two can take baths though." George said as he walked back into the room with the three sweatshirts. "Besides, wouldn't water resistance work? It's more of a cream that's drinkable anyways." George offered. 

Dream nodded his head in thought, considering it for a moment, sighing and looking at the three children who were still pouting because they weren't by each other. 

"Okay... George's got Tommy.... Sapnap has Tubbo..... I'll work with Ranboo so someone doesn't mess up any potions." Dream looked pointedly at Sapnap who pouted but nodded anyways. 

"Why do I have to take Tommy? Why not Sapnap?" George asked, putting the sweatshirts on a clean table, he was obviously pouting though he wasn't looking at anyone, but out the window carefully just in case. 

"Because, George, he seems to like you. Ranboo bit Sap but all Tommy did was transform." Dream smirked mischievously at George who pouted, now facing them and walking over to the Raccoon who glared at him. 

"Well... Get started on that potion, then... Dream." George sighed, picking up the Raccoon who screeched at him, kicking his legs out. 

"Hey! Bath time! Listen to George, Now." Dream called out, an authoritative tone ringing through in his voice. Tommy fell limp and huffed out a sigh as George walked out of the room with him.