Paint Stained Tears // A Dream SMP FanFiction

Chapter 1

Chapter One - The Meeting

" Champagne, cocaine, gasoline

And most things in between

I roam the city in a shopping cart

A pack of camels and a smoke alarm !
This night is heating up

Raise hell and turn it up

Saying "If you go on, you might pass out in a drain pipe"

Oh, yeah, don't threaten me with a good time !"

The words echoed in the trio's ears as they entered the party. It was some random dude's house that was absolutely trashed and ruined. Didn't seem to annoy the owner though, he was too busy downing alcohol with his friends and strangers. The oldest of the three steered them into a free corner and cringed at the girls throwing themselves at the boys in the room. The second oldest decided he wanted to go see who was playing the music since it wasn't coming from a radio. The youngest decided to follow him, making the oldest also follow so they didn't get in trouble or kicked out.

The music got louder as they directed themselves to the back garden of the house, a stage was set up and people were having fun in the pool that was there. The oldest cringed at the boys who were pushing each other into the clear water and turned back to look at the stage, his eyes widening and his jaw falling slack.

A group of three boys stood on stage with instruments. The blonde boy up front had the microphone in hand and was walking around the stage like he owned it, and he did. His voice had confidence, and so did he. A brunette sat at the back right playing the drums like they were a punching bag, a few broken drum sticks lay on the ground, probably from the last few songs they did. Another boy with brown fluffy hair and a black and white mask stood on the back left playing the guitar. All of their instruments were painted and had their logo on it. A black filled in bench with the title 'The Bench Trio' and a sun in the background.

The second oldest, also known as Wilbur, was enjoying himself, watching the boys on stage with amusement. The youngest, Technoblade, was just incredibly enticed on the song, something about the teenagers playing drew him in. The oldest, Philza, was also watching. He was fixed on the blonde at the front, his wings shuffling as they were folded behind his back. There was something that called him to the blue eyed singer. Maybe it was because they looked so alike?

The song changed and the back two teenagers sang, their voices filled with as much confidence as the blonde boy had,

" Climbing out the back door, didn't leave a mark

No one knows it's you, Miss Jackson

Found another victim

But no one's gonna find Miss Jackson, Jackson, Jackson "

The lights went off and a glow came from the stage, the beat drop came and the lights immediately turned back on, the boys played their hearts out and the crowd screamed in excitement. Sweat dripped down the three's foreheads from the heat and the lights beaming into their eyes. They didn't let this ruin the excitement and the build up from the crowd. The brunette was grinning and looking at his other two friends, his hands never missing a beat even if he wasn't looking at his kit, like he was familiar with the places and where he should be hitting.

The song wasn't that long so it came to an end quite quickly, the owner started asking everyone to leave and so they did, the crowd dispersed and the three boys let out a sigh of relief and started packing up, Tubbo had thrown a drumstick at Ranboo who proceeded to throw it right back at Tubbo but hit Tommy instead, the blonde sighed, turning around and picking the drumstick up, picking another one up with it and throwing one at each of them,

" Get packing up you idiots and stop fucking about - "

The teasing tone was there so the two others laughed and started packing their things away. Wilbur quickly got their attention by shouting,

" Hey wait! "

TechnoBlade just groaned and covered his face. Ranboo looked up and tapped Tommy, the blonde looked up and glared at Wilbur. He was obviously not happy about being interrupted. The teen just wanted to go home man. Wilbur immediately noticed the annoyed look plastered on Tommy's face so he was quick to apologise.


"Sorry for interrupting but I just wanted to know if you had any socials I could add? You guys are really talented for a bunch of teenagers and I have my own band so maybe we could work something out?"

The blonde's eyes lit up at the sound of this, he stood up straight, walking off the stage and over to Wilbur


"Maybe we can come to an agreement, whats your name?"

"Wilbur Soot, This is TechnoBlade and the blonde one over there is Philza."

The brunette on stage seemed incredibly interested in what was just said since he poked his head around Tommy, staring right at Wilbur before pulling out his phone and typing something in. He pulled a shocked face and handed his phone to Tommy. Tommy took the phone and stared at the words on the screen before looking back at Wilbur and then back down at the phone.

"Wilbur Soot from Lovejoy hm?"

Wilbur let out a scared laugh and scratched the back of his neck, Techno responded with snorting and walking back to join Phil in the back before Tommy spoke again which made Wilbur sigh in relief,

"Hm well then, You have a deal Mr Soot.."