Friends or Enemies? |Dream x Reader|

Chapter 26 ~ The Kingdom Of My Dreams.

~Y/n's POV~

I climb up the vines that lead to Dream's room. "Stupid, Schlatt." I mumble to myself, silently. "Stupid, Dream." I whisper, untangling a vine that got caught on my foot. "Stupid, me." I say, as I look at his window which I right in front of my face.

The glass is still broken, but I don't see any sign of glass shards on the ground or on the window sill. I look inside, and Dream is nowhere to be found. No traces of Dream that he has been here, and no sign of him.

I climb into his room, and walk over to his bathroom. It's open, but no one's inside. He probably hasn't arrived yet. But that can't be possible when the election had finished hours ago. It's close to midnight right now, and I know Dream's a busy person, but shouldn't he be here?

I look around, and it's only now how I've realized that I never actually got to have a look good at his room. It's quite boring for a guy like him. Bed, table, bedside tables, closet, and a carpet. My legs take me to his closet, and I'm tempted to open it, but I know I shouldn't.

It would be invading his privacy, but at the same time, it's not like we're in such good terms anymore. I grab the handle, and then I stop to think again. A lot of things can happen, but after all, it's only a closet, right?

I stop contemplating, and open it. But to my surprise, nothing. Just some pairs of jeans, a variety of combat boots, and hoodies all which are green. Of course their green. His whole room is green. His sheets are a dark green which matches with his curtains.

His whole life is green. I shut the closet, disappointed to only find nothing, before I make my way to his desk. I slammed his pocket watch on here last night, but it's only now how how I've realized that on his table is a map.

A bunch of maps actually. I let my curiosity get the better of my, and grab one of them. It's a map of L'manburg. How come he has a map of the country I live in, but I don't? I shake my head, and place it down, grabbing another map. It's a map of the Dream SMP.

But all there is to see is his castle. I roll my eyes, thinking of how stupid this man is to have a map of his own castle from above. I grab another map, but I don't look at what it could be just yet. I take a look at the paper, and how discolored it is.

It's dusty, and barely even holding itself together on it's own. I blow the dust off of it, and take a closer look. It's hard to see, but it's clear enough for me to notice a village, and a dark oak forest right next to it.

The map itself looks over 10 years old, so I don't understand why he would have a map this old. It's quite disappointing too, knowing that the only thing this map has to show you is a village that probably no longer exists and a forest that is probably burnt down to the ground.

I grab another one which is also quite old, and beaten up. This map is held up by tape, and is also quite discolored, but the only thing is that this isn't a map. Not even close to it. I wipe the dust off, and it looks to be a drawing.

The Dream SMP is written on the top. I look at the drawing itself, and it's a castle with people wearing dresses and tuxedos. There are knights, guarding the castle, and horses that pull carriages. It looks almost as if a kid had drew this. Did he draw this?

The rest of the maps are ordinary stuff like mansions, sea temples, and strongholds, but just like the closet, I don't find anything that I find interesting of him just yet. He has to have something in here that says a lot about him.