She couldn't (DreamSMP Au)

Snowed in

(3rd Person PoV)

Phil was getting worried.

No surprise there since he's usually worried about something or other.

But this time, something is different. Very much different and wrong.

"...Tommy should be back by now," he said.

"Heh?" Techno sounded confused.

Phil is always worried about Tommy. He may be fragile but not that fragile. From there to here, he can take care of himself, he thought.

He knew his brother was tougher than he looks. Techno should know this since he trains him.

Phil continues to pace around.

"Phil, don't be super worried. It's not snowing that badly," Techno pointed out.

"I know. I know. I just...have a feeling. A bad one," Phil explained.

Techno's face then turned serious.

"What kind of bad feeling?" He asked, suddenly.

"Like...I dunno, a claustrophobic type of feeling. Something like that," Phil replied.

"Claustrophobic?" Techno asked.

"It's...probably nothing but I just can't shake off this feeling," Phil explained.

"It's probably not nothing. I'll just message Tommy to hurry his a*s over here," Techno assured him.

He typed rapidly into his communicator.

You whispered to TommyInnit: Phil's getting worried. Where are u rn? Please tell me that you're out of the prison

Techno sighed and hoped that Tommy was alright. Phil's worrying must be rubbing off of him.

He heard a whimper at his feet and saw that Ares was lying on the floor and looking at him with a sad look on his face.

Even Ares is worried, he thought.

He sighed and crouched down to pet Ares to comfort him.

He then heard a loud gasp and looked up quickly.

"What is it?" Techno asked as he felt a cold push from the wind outside. Phil must have opened the door.

"The snow has piled up. I can't push the door fully," Phil explained as he shoved himself against the door.

"Let me see," Techno walked up to him and saw that not only it was snowing harder than usual but that it snowed so much that it went up to their stomach, almost hitting that place between the midriff and chest.

It would be hard to navigate through.

"So that's probably what you felt. How's Tommy going to get the house now?" Techno asked.

"I think we need to go and get Tommy ourselves. This bad feeling is getting worse," Phil pointed out.

"..." Techno knows by experience that Phil's gut feeling usually is correct. So when he gets a bad feeling about something, he has to take it very seriously.

Even though he hasn't confirmed it yet, judging by Phil being more worrisome than usual, Tommy is in danger!

And we're not there to protect him when he needs it. What type of cruel fate is this? He thought.

(Meanwhile)

Tommy pressed himself against a corner of the prison while Dream was crackling.

"Seriously! Couldn't have timed this any better myself! The snow is preventing your family to come get you, Sam is going on a three day slumber and the communication sucks in here! How perfect! Just some time to ourselves, the two of us! Pal to pal!" He exclaimed.

Nononono! I have to get out of here! I have to get to Techno and Phil! I can't fight Dream right now, not bare handed! Damn prison policy! Tommy thought in a panic.

Actually...could Tommy beat Dream here? Beat him? Strangle him to cut off his air supply?

No, I may hate this tellitubby but I won't use underhand tactics to kill him. If I had to kill him, I won't do it while he's defenseless. I'm not a cold blooded killer, I have a heart, he thought.

So...what does he do?

"Oh? Why so quiet, vessel? Are you thinking of something? You seem to be in deep thoughts," Dream noted.

"Shut up, dipsh*t," Tommy grumbled.

There it is again. He called me vessel. That's not what he usually calls me. I'm not a damn ship, he thought and rested his fist against his chin.

"My my, looks like hanging around the Blood God hasn't fixed up your manners. That's not how you treat a friend," Dream said.

"Listen, ever since exile, you were never my friend so stop acting like that hasn't happened," Tommy stated.

"You hungry? I got some potatoes hanging around here. Although I may admit that some of them may have rotten," Dream turned his back to open a chest.

Did he just ignore me? Tommy thought.

Dream then tossed some potatoes at Tommy, who caught them.

"The hell?" Tommy asked.

"Can't have my pal starve here? Besides, I need to keep you alive...for now," Dream replied.

That's totally not creepy, Tommy thought, sarcastically.

He took a bite of a potato and found it surprisingly tasty.

Might as well keep his health up for a bit in case Dream tries something.

He better not try something.

A/N: this was due for an update. This chapter was supposed to be longer but it would feel stretched out for too long. I'll do what I wanted to do for the prison scene in the next chapter.

It's going to be a doozy one so strap in.

Cya in the next one -Flare