(Why I drew Rasputin? For extra credit in my history homework- It worked surprisingly, didn't expect that)
He couldn't believe it...he was free. He escaped that hell hole! He was finally free!
Sam wouldn't starve him anymore....
Quackity wouldn't torture him anymore....
He was free...
Finally free from the prison that held him captive for oh so long...
He ran and ran to a place far away....as fast as he could with a leg prosthetic and a bleeding arm.
As he was walking through his former frenemy ( friend-enemy)'s land that was build pretty far away from the rest of the SMP, and in a rather cold Biom, he heard something or someone...
Whoever or whatever it was, was crying....but it didn't quite sound like a real human being...more like some kind of mob or at least a hybrid.
He noticed that the crying came from one of the houses that were build protected in Technoblade's very much protected property, so he had to be extra careful while checking where these crying sounds came from.
He luckily managed to get in the house safely without being caught...yet.
He then rushed into the warm house and up the ladder. When he was finally up there, he could now see what had made those hurt cries that he had heard earlier.
It was a small baby zombie Piglin.
It was, as it seems locked here and also looked like it wanted to leave. It also wore some human clothing.
Who in their right mind would leave a small baby alone and locked up? When the young mob noticed Dream, it immediately ran up to the newly escaped prisoner, and held it's arms up while doing the hand thing, meaning it wanted to be picked up.
Now this rather confused the injured man.
Why would it want Dream to hold it?
Why Dream?
(Well you are the only one around, duh-)
Why would anything or anyone want to have anything to do with him, or even being held by him..?
He felt a little dizzy but still picked up the small zombie Piglin.
As he held the small child he looked around and noticed all the blue soul torches that were really the only light light source, of course the small child would be scared and crying! Zombie piglins fear soul fire!
He also came to the conclusion that, whoever the parents of this small little thing were, were one really bad at parenting a baby zombie piglin and unexperienced parents and two that they will never see their very cute child ever again.
After a while, the small child seemed to have fallen asleep in his arms. It had only been two hours since he had escaped and now he made himself a mother of an unknown child he is going to kidnap because he got a tiny bit too attached? r/ relatable guys-. He found out that the small child's name was Michael, since there is a chicken named ‚Michael's Chicken', soo that was cleared then.
After Dream was sure that his new found son was asleep, he got up, stole some food and clothes ( for him and for Michael) for later and got up, ready to his leave. As he was almost out of "Technoblade's cottage community" when he saw Ranboo and his platonic husband Tubbo running after him.
But Dream was faster.
"Connor will be so happy to have a new sibling!"
A/N:
This chapter in a nutshell be like
Dream in this: I've only had Michael for twenty minutes. But if anything happened to him I would kill everyone in this room and then myself.
Michael: I don't like soul fire :( and wanna go outside
Tubbo and Ranboo: You must be fucking kidding me
Connor: Dad why-
YOU ARE READING
Your kid? Nah, that's mine now-
Fanfiction(The photo isn't mine! I did not draw that art! I sadly lost the creator in my notes [I take notes of who the creator is of photos or art I want to use for things like Wattpad] sadly) I have no explanation for the picture. Be happy I didn't take th...
