Flowers in a thunderstorm (Dream SMP fanfic)

Chapter 1

Sunlight. Something that drives the power of this world...something that humans and hybrids have tried to control. It had been too long since HE had seen the outside world. He had been locked away in a small box for 2 years, but the fear he instilled across the lands was still strong. He looked out upon the crowd of people who had gathered around the prison after an explosion went off. He had broken out before but was put back after attempting to kidnap the son of his rival. Sure he was a reformed murderer and terrorist, but that didn't stop people from ridiculing him. As the crowd started to yell, one person stood out in particular. A young British man with round white and black goggles. Atop his head was a giant mushroom, used as a hat for the young king. Beside him were a blaze born demon in full netherite armor and a time traveling rabbit. His old FRIENDS...the ones that had abandoned him and left him to die in that god forsaken cell. Tears filled the man's eyes as he backed away from the hole in the wall, the numbered tag on his ear swaying as he walked. A duck hybrid walked into the cell, grabbing the goat's arm and leading him outside. The crowd went silent as he was brought out. No handcuffs, no guards. Nothing. It wasn't like he could run anyway....there were well over 50 people present..

"Dream?....What happened to you?..", asked the mushroom wearing king, who had moved closer to the dirty blond. Feeling the brunet cup his face he couldn't help but cry. This shocked the crowd, who had only ever seen him as a manic killer. This was the first time they had ever seen him show any kind of weakness.

Dream clung to the brunet, sobbing into his chest as people stared at them. He didn't care. He felt loved...he felt...HAPPY....

A young blond male pushed his way through the crowd, holding a knife in his hand. He grabbed Dream by his ear and threw him to the ground, holding the knife to his throat. Dream looked up calmly, sniffling and still crying.

"W-Wait!!....Tommy please!!...."

That was all he could manage to say, before his vision went blurry. Tommy had punished him in his one working eye, proceeding to beat the convict till near death. He could hear everyone cheering him on. Except for three people....the mushroom king....a tall, golden shark....and a white haired ram. His ex lover, his older brother....and his mother....


When he was able to open his eyes again he was in a new place...a bedroom. He was no longer wearing his blood stained prison jumper, instead wearing a dark green sweater and semi-long shorts. He looked around the room, coming to the conclusion that he was in George's room. What he failed to notice was the arms around his waist. That is until he tried to get up. He was almost instantly pulled back down, his face in someone's chest. He tilted his head up a little, going bright red when he realized that Gorge was the one holding his waist. The brit had gotten a lot stronger and taller in the past two years. Dream was a lot smaller than before he went into the prison, mainly due to the strict diet of only one mushy, semi-cooked potato each day. As Dream gently nudged George in an attempt to wake him up, he couldn't help but notice the smell of George and his room. He, and everything in the room, smelled like cinnamon and vanilla. He couldn't help but smile. Vanilla was his favorite smell. He was pulled out of his thoughts by a coughing sound, prompting him to look up. Staring back at him were a pair of blue and brown eyes. Mesmerizing, yet terrifying..

"Good morning Daydream"

(First chapter is done!!! This book will most likely focus on different ships/ stories each chapter- so it might not make a lot of sense- but I'm just doing this for fun lmao)