Short Stories of the SMP centred around Dream

Tribe

-Warning! This isn't finished nor proofread so have fun. The plot if I remember correctly has issues which I was going to edit, but I dropped it...- 

-Quackity died trying to run from Dream weilding a potato.-

Everyone panicked. No one understood why this happened, but they knew who would. A crowd formed outside of the prison. Voice raising with each passing second.

"Please, everything is under control."

"Tell that to Quackity!!!!" Sapnap spat, Karl grappling onto the blaze hybrid's arm. The multicoloured hoodie man begging the other to calm down.

Technoblade arrived, Phil beside him. "I think it's best if you let Dream explain what's going on." Techno huffed.

The mob forced Sam to let them in. Tubbo, Tommy, Sapnap, Karl, Punz, Bad, Techno, Eret and Phil now stood cramped within the entery way to Dream's cell. Tommy shook at the horrid memories of the crying obsidian walls leaking purple ooze. The taste of the raw potatoes and the company.... Tubbo placed a reassuring hand upon Tommy's shoulder.

Techno gushed everyone's opinion of the situation. Their reactions got worse once the lava fell. A flying projectile collides with Sam's forehead.

"I told you not to come back Sam or you'd be next!!!" Dream growled.

A pungent smell of piglin pheromones filled Techno's nostrils. Realization hit him like a truck. From Dream's constant pacing, to the obnoxiously loud snorting told him everything.

"Let me over there." Techno commanded.

"I can't do that." Sam responded, firmly standing his ground until Phil pointed a blade at his throat. "Ah! Okay! But no funny business!"

Eret held up their hand effectively halting the others from taking action.

"I'd do as he says. I'll make sure he can come back mate, do what you need to do." Techno hopped onto the platform, the grinding of the gears annoyed his ears. And by the looks of it annoyed Dreams too. "I'm not here to impede, I just want to talk."

"Tell that to them." Dream nodded towards the crowd still glued to the other side.

"I know what's going on with you, let us help you..."

"Not another step or else." A rotten potato appeared in the green man's hand. His threat overwhelmed Techno's nostrils.

"First off you need to cool off, your scent is overwhelming."

"Good." Dream growled. "Now leave before you end up with Quackity!"

No one said anything. Most people were gagging from the smell of blood and vomit wafting over from the cell.

"What is going on here Sam?" Eret demanded, the king glaring down upon the creeper.

"Quackity was treating Dream. He was teaching Dream a lesson." Sam responded, the uncertainty in his voice said everything.

"You were torturing him." Phil spoke up.

Everyone in the room froze including Tommy. All of their heads collectively turned to face the pacing man. A mere growl echoed over, shivers ran down many of the minors spines.

Techno huffed, "His hybrid genes have activated. That's probably why he's so aggressive it doesn't help that he's been trapped in a small cramped space covered in his own blood."

"What hybrid is he Techno?"

"Piglin." The pink haired warrior replied.

"Seriously?" Punz piped up, shrinking ever so slightly when the others turned to glare at him.