As promised, here is the Mega chapter as a celebration for 300 Followers! Thank you guys so much! I love all of you ♡
Total word count: 5767
Didn't quite make it to the promised 7k, but I did try my best! I just ran out of ideas at some point :/
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Breakfast was spent in silence as they shared bread and some berries, too tired and sore to even try and make something a bit more fancy. Brian gladly took the berry that Phil offered to him, cooing softly at the blonde before eating it. The other just smiled and watched the bird for a while, nibbling at his bread every now and again. It was honestly one of the most adorable owner-pet relationships the brunette has ever seen. Even though it almost felt like an insult to call Brian a pet with how intelligent the bird is.
George was the one who broke the silence. "So... what do we do today?" "Sleep..." He laughed at the way Dream was half laying on top of the table and had one arm support his head in an desperate attempt to not fall asleep. "That's my response. Don't steal my brand." The masked man just hummed, pushed his mask up a little and shoved a handful of berries into his mouth. It's not like anyone forced him to stay up. He could have just gone back to bed.
"I still need to check the farm..." Phil didn't look too happy about getting up or doing anything close to working, but he didn't have much of a choice. His farm as to support three people plus two animals now, so he won't be able to delay harvest for a day or two anymore. Not if he wants to keep producing enough food. He could always extend his farm a little, but then he would produce too much food to fully consume everything before it goes bad. That would just be a waste.
"Are you sure? With how sore you are?" "It's not like I haven't been sore before. I've mined out that whole tunnel system myself. Just have to bite my tongue and keep going." Dream hummed and lifted his head. "The doesn't seem very healthy in the long run..." "It keeps us alive, doesn't it?" "I mean... yeah... but-" "So let's just stop talking about it. Besides, I don't want the crops to go bad."
Phil pushed himself up and away from the table, allowing Brian to eat the rest of the berries, which the bird gladly accepted. "I'll be outside if you need something. Don't burn the house down." Before they could answer, he had grabbed his striped hat, placed it on his head and left the house. The other two remained at the table while Brian picked up the last berry and flew after his owner to give him some company during his work.
"Is it just me or was that... weird?" George looked out the window to see Phil standing by the farm, pulling out potatoes and wheat from the farmland. Even from this far away he could see the pained expression on his face or the way his body tensed up whenever it started to hurt again. "Yeah... but I think I know why he's like that." Dream may be tired and was only half paying attention to the conversation, but he still noticed how sad the blonde had looked and how he had been playing with the glittering ring on his finger.
"He's homesick... misses his wife. We had a talk in the mine yesterday and... he's been here longer than we have. He's probably trying to distract himself the best he can so he won't have to think about it." "Wait hold on. What do you mean he's been here longer?" Dream sighed and leaned back on the bench. "He's been here for two weeks minimum. Or at least that's what he said. That's why he has so much stuff already." George stared at his friend for a few moments, not sure what to say about that. Dream doesn't know if he's taking it better or worse than he did.
"So... we all have been here for different amounts of time?" "Yes." "Oh..." More silence. It's as if you're holding an awkward conversation with your parents.
"We should go out and help him... this doesn't seem fair." "Yeah, you're right." Both got up from the table and walked outside, Blade happily following his owner before running ahead to join Brian again. Phil was mostly done with the farm at this point, considering it's not very big or difficult to deal with.
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