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

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Dream wasn't hungry at all. No, that was a lie. He was hungry, he just didn't have the appetite to even look at the raw potatoes in the toilet. Like, seriously? Who the fuck would eat toilet watered potatoes... Or anything that was in the toilet? But the not eating had to do something with the pain in his chest, what made him feel extremly guilty in the litle cell. Or maybe it was the lack of moving he did. I mean all he did was sitting in a corner, and waching the lava. He didn't get any more visitors, and he never expected them anyways. No one missed him, and it was fine for the boy. The cell he was in was hot, and smelled awfully because of the blood, and... Well... It was never cleaned- and neither was Dream.... I think you get my point.

So the treatment in prison was really inhuman. How could people think that if they throw a human in a dark box with lava surronduring it, and toss some food in the toilet every day, that person can survive long? The potatoes had only one use. Helping Dream keep track in time. Every day recieving five potatoes, and he had 64+41 potatoes, making it a total 105. If he divide it by 5, he would get 21, meaning that he was in prison for 3 weeks now. Three weeks without food. His skin started to gain a greyish shape. That's what happens when your skin dosen't recieve enough vitamin-D. Also he started gaining burn marks from the hot opsidian, and the persence of the lava. He had also a really small amout of drinkable water left. He sinked deeper in his toughts, when he felt a small cold air hit his hot body. Oh, I'm pretty sure he was sick too, because of the horrible circusmantes.

The lava drained down slowly, revealing a blonde headed teen on the other side, bridging over to Dream's cell.

(I love discduo bonding and angst, but I think you noticed that.)

It was strange. Why would TOMMY visit him? He expected Sapnap, George, or anyone, but Tommy. Well, he was somewhat glad, because he now can apologise, and die with a calm soul... Alone... In a dark obsidian cell... Just like it was meant to be!

"Eww what the hell!" Tommy said, covering his nose with his hand. Dream chuckled, ewen tought it was really rapsty, due to the dry throat.

"You get used to it after a while." The man said, not bothering to move from his current position. Tommy looked around, and opened the chest, where he saw books, and smelly raw potatoes.

"Dream.... You haven't eaten for three weeks now?" The boy asked concerned.

How can they do math so fast?

They play minecraft. Minecraft is basically math.

"They drop the potatoes in the toilet. And I don't have appetite anyways." The older shrugged his shoulder, and stared at the lava.

"And where is the drinkable water?" The boy looked around again.

"Cauldron."

Tommy looked inside of the iron thing, and he saw a small amout of water at the bottom of it. The brownish colour show that the water was no longer drinkable. 'This is horrible.' The boy tought to himself.

"And this was meant for me?" He asked Dream, who looked at him. His cheeks were burning, and you could see his breath in the air.

"No. This is not how I imagined the prison. You would have a bed, baked potatoes -without toilet water-, and new amout of water every day. I just wanted you to think about your actions, and the consecuences a litle." He explained, before he started coughing.

"Dream, you are sick." Tommy said in a worried tone. The man just waved a litle.

"Nothing I can't handle." He lied. His immune system can't handle this. Not anymore.

"Dream, I'm not a dumb kid anymore." The younger said, and texted Sam. Soon the lava fell down, and the creeper hybrid pearled in the cell, clearly not bothered by the smell.

"What do you need Tommy?" He asked, ignoring Dream.

"I want to bring Dream outside." The boy said with determination, suprising the warden.

"Why? I can't allow that."

"Because he's sick, hurt, and this treatment is just inhuman in every possible fucking way!" The child said. "And I can do whatewer I want, I was the one who fucking locked him up, I was the one who he tortured the most, so I can do whatever I want with him. And I want him out." Tommy said, pulling the "Karma" card. Sam hesitated, but after some minutes, he nodded, and called the platform. He even helped Dream stand up, even tought he wasn't gentle, and the prisoner had to lay against the hot opsidian wall, so he won't fall back. Tommy helped him walk to the platform Sam had called, and Dream was now so weak that he couldn't even think, nor feel what happened around him. Tommy hardly belived that the man wasn't in a braindead state.

"There we are. Have fun, I'll go and get a loong break." Sam said, heading towards the beach, leaving Tommy with a shaking man. The emerald eyes are closed, and the ex prisoner is shaking, because his body got used to the burning of the lava, so the sun's warmth was cold for him. And his clothing didn't help at all. Tommy, of course, noticed this, and placed a hand on his shoulder, guiding him to his house.

Dream was sleeping on a bed under several blankets, soft and clean bandages wrapped around the skinny frame, with a cold watered cloth on his forehead. Near the bed's foot was a bucket filled with clean water. Tommy was cooking salmon, and preparing a big glass of drinkable water. Soon the door opened, and a little spider rushed in the house, with a big smile on his face.

"Daddy! Look, I found this!" The boy held up a sunflower in his hand, showing it to his dad, who smiled at him happily.

"It's beautiful my boy." He patted the monster's head, and the boy saw the sleeping ex prisoner. Shooting a questioning look to the younger blonde, he sighed, and sat down on a chair, the spiderling hopped on his lap. "Let me tell you a story...."

Weeks later Dream still didn't wake up. The members of the server had mixed feelings about him out, but no one dared to argue with the child, who got the blade, since Techno was more than happy to see his friend, ally, rival, sparring partner, whatever you call their relationship, out of that horrid place. Phil helped Tommy heal Dream, but it seemed like the blonde boy fell in a never ending coma...

I forgot to publish this...