Dream SMP oneshots (98% Dream Centric) [Closed]

Where your heart is happy|💞

Dream hated the server.... His server. At least it was meant to be his. But Tommy was more of an admin than he ewer could be. It's not that he always tought like that... He had hope that he could bring peace again. But now he's in an obsidian cage, and his server is corrupted with power and goverments. And he hated it. He hated that he still loved this hell of a place, he hated that he can't leave, because he's the admin. This is the Dream SMP, his SMP!.... Or it was... At least.

"Night... I don't wanna be here anymore... I don't enjoy being the admin anymore." He whispered, and a black masked boy appeared beside him. He had a red hoodie, and black pants.

"About time. You completely abadonded your other server." The brown haired boy said, and crossed his arms.

"Oh my XD you are right!" Dream perked up. "Sleppy will kill me!" He said panicing, what made his opposite laugh. "Don't laugh at my misery!" The admin said to the other. "Just... Call Ghost here." Dream sighed, and laid against the obsidian. Nightmahre nodded, and teleported away, and the blonde started fixing up himself a litle. He was still weak because of all the torture and starving, and Quackity broke his leggs while he wisited last time. He probably looked like trash, and he had to cover his face, because he didn't want to show it to the people on his other SMP. Soon bright purple light filled the cell, and a dragon hybrid stood in the opsidian cage.

"These are the coordinates..." She muttered, and fixed her purple skirt, then looked around. She played with her fingers, seeminly looking for someone. Then she spotted the broken man in the corner. "DayDream?!" She screamed with a terror filled scream.

"Hey Ghost!" The blonde answered from behind the hair, his woice filled with happyness to see his friend.

"We have to take you to Stoles!" The dragon said, panicking, and she stepped closer.

"Do you have a spare mask?" The prisoner asked, and Ghost nodded.

"Of course I do. You always break yours." She said, and handed him a mask with a smiley face on it, just like Dream's old one. The boy put it on, then he tried to stand up, but failed miserably.

"God, DayDream, just stay still. We'll be on the other server in no time." The brown-purple haired girl reassured him, and gently placed a hand on the boy's shoulder, and took out her communicator. She typed in something, and the next moment they dissapeared with a white-purple light.

"DayDream?" A faint voice of a man disturbed his sleep, and he slowly opened his eyes. "Sis! He's awake!" The voice was muffled... Like if it was cowered with something... When Dream opened his eyes, he faced with a calm orange light surronduring him. It was from some torches hang on the wall, the redstone lamps were turned off completelly. The emerald eye's vision soon cleared, letting the boy to investigate his surrondurings. He saw a boy with a darker skin, brown hair, pink eyes, and a ninja outfit with red and blue flame shamples going up to his ankles (pickture☝️). He was in a white room, made out of quarz blocks. There was a quarz table, and chests, on the table there was a potion stand, some healing potions rested on it. Near the white bed he was half-sitting, three cauldron were filled with what seemed like healing, regeneration, and invisibility potions (this was written well before it was added to Java). Beside the right wall wooden stairs lead to the next level of the building. He relaxed, because he knew exactly where he was, ewen tought the place changed a lot since he last saw it.

"Coming!" A girl's voice was heard from upstairs, and a girl, indentical to the boy (pickture☝️), jumped down, landing perfectly, and the next moment she stood beside the blonde, looking at him happily, but with a litle anger. "Where were you DayDream? And who injuried you this badly? Almost every one of your bones were broken, and you are visibly starving. You also have brain injury, and you will not be able to walk in the next months due to a crack in your spine." The girl said the diagnosis, while her brother started brewing a new set of potions.