Sands Of Time || Dream W.T.

Chapter 7

'Plague?'

"So let me just get this straight, you designed a prison, fucking locked yourself in it somehow and now you want me to break you out?" I asked seriously, and Dream just nodded, slowly.

"Who are you? And what did you do to my Dream?" I smiled, breaking the tension. He rolled his eyes, masking his nerves.

"Just..." He sighed and cupped my face in his hands, pulling me closer. Shit, why do I feel so giddy all of a sudden?

And just as I thought he was pulling me in for a kiss, he leaned into my ear, his lips grazing over my neck. "1721, 52"

I pushed him off, feeling a knot tightening in my stomach. "What the hell, do you expect me to play akinator with those god damn coordinates?"

Dream chuckled and I could've sworn my eyes softened, but it was only for a split second before I pushed the feeling away. It's been 8 years, how does he make me feel the same way?

"The blueprint. You should be able to form a plan there." Right. So it was only for me to break him out.

Swallowing my thoughts away, I pushed myself up from the ground. He did revive me, I suppose I owe him a favor.

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"Techno..." The blonde called out, as a crow flew away from his shoulders. The braided man turned around, his father's unsure tone catching his attention.

The wind blew, making the leaves around them sway. Phil now regrets inviting his son for a walk, Right now, he felt nothing but unsafe being in an open area.

"She's revived. One of the crows saw her exit the prison." The words left his mouth in a hushed voice. He's terrified, he knew how much the girl liked her revenge. He regretted killing her, knowing how much she means to her sons but it was the only way to end the war. He made a mis-

"So soon?" Technoblade only muttered in a bored tone. He turned back towards where they were heading, a million thoughts crowding in his mind. "Ranboo needs to hurry."

"You're planning on coming back?" Phil interjected, a frown on his face.

"Of course, with Y/n around, they'll basically throw my case away. Besides, I have a gut feeling they'll need me." He shrugged, looking around the forest they were in.

It felt good, the relief of not needing to run away. He didn't like running away. He felt like a coward but he had no choice.

"Techno, son." Techno turned his head slightly, signalling that he was listening. "If you really want to go back, I have a way."

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"Bad... I don't think we should be here.." The taller guy spoke, as he took the sky blue box off from covering his face. He hoped what he saw wasn't real, He wished it was just some hallucinations caused by a dirt getting in his eye, But no...

"Bad? Bad, what are you doing?" He quickly spun into panic mode, seeing his best friend walk closer towards the diseased forest.

He was right to worry, anyone in the right mind wouldn't want to be associated with that... Thing.

"Skeppy, It's... It's calling me." The demon replied, seemingly as if he was in a daze. He continued to walk whilst his friend continued to panic, not knowing what to do before deciding... Fuck it.

Skeppy stepped onto the pulsating red vines and waited for the worse... But the worse never came. He huffed out a relieved sigh before coming back into senses, looking up to find his friend staring deeply towards the blood covered egg.

Is he too late?

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"Summon the energy~~" The so-called sensei hummed, his hands dancing in the air unnecessarily. "Try and try until you succeed." The brunette continued humming, distracting the hybrid even more.

"More like, try and try until I get killed by the Technoblade." The half enderman responded sarcastically, completely accepting the fact that he lost focus.

"The who now?" Charlie asked, side-eyeing Ranboo. "I've been telling you, This guy with the pig mask!" He reminded aggressively which Charlie didn't seem to mind.

"Nahh... Anyways. Let's try another technique." The enderman sighed and crossed his arms. They've been training for more than three weeks and none of the 'techniques' Charlie's been telling him worked.

He was starting to question whether Charlie was a real wizard and if he truly had the answers to his problems.

"No. I don't want another technique, Charlie. I need answers, How do I teleport???" Ranboo groaned and leaned against a tree trunk, his shoulders slumped.

"Come on, Man. Don't be like that." Charlie reached a hand out for him but the enderman didn't budge.

"I'm an enderman who can't teleport! How useless can I be?" He spoke to himself as Charlie just frowned before an idea struck his head.

"I can tell a few things." Ranboo looked up at him for that. "What?" He responded, unsure if he wanted an answer.

"I can tell a few things... To how useless can you be?" Charlie shrugged and Ranboo just looked down.

"You trust very easily which makes you a damsel in distress. You left your husband millions of blocks away. You
made it your life time mission to help a random guy with a pig mask to get back to his real home where he clearly told you that he's committed mass murders and there's a huge chance he'll do it again. You can't even remember what your half hybrid of..." Charlie continued on and that's when Ranboo finally realize to himself that... Maybe he wouldn't ever be able to come back...

Maybe he's bound to not see his husband again...
Maybe he's just not fit for anything...

A few cries left his mouth as well as the sound of unfamiliar enderman noises.

"Dude! You did it!"

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