Undertale Dreamberry

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Trigger warnings for- light violence, mention of weapons, mention of breaking bones, and nightmares I believe that is all but if I am wrong please let me know so I can fix it
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Dream has had the same few dreams for hundreds of years, he could hardly call them nightmares anymore.

They don't affect him as much as they did in the past, he use to wake up screaming and crying for his brother. Now, he just wakes up like any other day.

When he woke up in his dream he was immediately met with a feeling of nostalgia. Right in front of him was the tree of feelings, his mother, his home.

There was giggling and talking it came from by the tree. A little version of himself was running around the tree acting like the animals his brother Nightmare read to him about.

He knew what dream this was instantly. This was the day he had first witnessed the evil side of the villagers. The side his brother always saw.

The dream started great it always did, he loved seeing him and his brother play. But the dream turned to hell so quickly. Right on cue somebody yelled 'Hey!' while walking up the hill to the tree, to his brother.

The little version of Dream jumped down the tree and greeted them with a bright smile, asking if they were here for his apples. Dream remembered ignoring the bats and weapons they held in their hands, thinking it was just for a game he hadn't heard of before. Oh but how wrong he was hurt.

Two of the monsters pushed past him like he was nothing and walked up to his brother and the tree.

Little Dream was about to go stop them when one of the other monsters grabbed him. The monster yanked on little Dream's arm making him cry out as his arm was twisted.

Immediately Nightmare stood up letting his book drop, Dream now realized that his brother was terrified of the villagers but regardless stood up to them to save him. Dream wished he had done the same, maybe they wouldn't be in this mess.

"Let my brother go!" Nightmare yelled at them. The monsters ignored him and took a few steps closer holding up their weapons.

Nightmare's face turns from anger to pure fear. They grab onto his indigo tunic and pulled him off the ground, they slam his small body into the tree, and there was a sickening crack.

"No! Please! Stop! You do not have to do this! I will give you all the apples you want! Please just do not hurt him!" Little Dream cried trying to pull his arm out of the monster's grip.

The one holding him smacked him, making little Dream freeze. Tears filled his eyes quickly as he holds his cheekbone.

"You really think this is about apples, you are as dumb as you look." They sneered.

Dream stood from afar opening his mouth, mouthing all the words.

This dream, this trauma was nothing new for him. He hated to admit it but it still hurt sometimes to see dreams like this one. Nightmare's cries will forever haunt him, if he was better, if he had known, he could've prevented the apple incident.

Little Dream sobs and begs for them to stop hurting his brother and to just leave, they ignore him until they are done.

The villagers finally leave, back then it felt like years. Little Dream was let go and once he was he ran up to his brother immediately.

Little Dream sat on the ground holding his brother in his arms.

Dream felt his soul sink. That wasn't normal. In the real incident, in all the dreams before this one, he helped Nightmare stand so he could take him down to the lake and clean his wounds.

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