Crimson Pawn (C!Dream x Fem!Reader)

Twenty Six - Emergency

TW: Swearing

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Hello? Is someone there?

Project: Crimson Pawn
Testing Phase: Complete
Phase One: 23%

"Only 23 percent? Shit, this needs to go a lot faster if I'm going to stay on schedule..." I mumble. I furiously tap the tracking pad screen to look through her neurological statistics.

Emotional Distress: 47.82%
Subject Stasis: Awake
Stage: Phase One

A sudden beeping noise pulled me from my thoughts, the timer I had set on my watch. It went off at the same time every day without failure. God, is it time already? Back up I go, then. Years of planning, years of waiting, but it will all be worth it soon.

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Y/N's POV

"Come on, sheep! Why won't you just go into the sheep hole already?" You grunted as you attempted to shove a few more inside the crowded fenced pen.

"N/N, that's not going to get you anywhere..." A deep voice came from behind you. He stood beside you as you tossed the last one on top of the others and called it a day.

"I think it looks lovely. And don't criticize my farm work when all you've provided food wise for the past few weeks are potatoes!"

"Didn't Wilbur specifically say to kill any of the ones that didn't fit so we could have them for dinner tonight?" He raised his eyebrow at you.

"Wilbur can't tell me shit. I don't have to listen to that barf rat, I'm a grown woman who can do grown woman things!"

He chuckled and took the one off the top, swinging it over his shoulder as he walked back to the main area.

Four weeks ago, you sent Technoblade a letter letting him know the situation and where to find you. With his help and the relentless effort of Tommy, the cave was beginning to feel pretty homey. A few new rooms were built for privacy and storage, and a large pot over a fire sat in the center of the ravine.

You've gone home to the Dream Team base every night since your escape. Most days are spent at the cave helping out the boys, but every once in a while you make a disguised trip to town to visit Tubbo and swap updates. According to your most recent news, L'Manburg is now Manburg and the flag has been heavily modified. You still had no idea what Schlatt was talking about when you overheard him and Quackity's conversation, but you didn't really care anymore.

"N/N, sun is setting!" Tommy calls from somewhere else.

"Thanks, Tom! I'll be just a second!" You yell in response. You cleaned up the area around the fenced in sheep and left to your small room. It only served a purpose for you to keep extra materials you frequently used, besides the one night that it had snowed so hard you were snowed in. That was a cold, terrible night for everyone...

You grabbed your thick wool jacket and satchel, making sure to put all of your tools back into your inventory. Most people here tended to have grabby hands when they couldn't find their own resources. As you tugged your jacket over your shoulders, you heard fumbling footsteps coming from the new tunnels under construction.

"Leaving so soon?" A slightly annoyed voice croaked from behind you.

"Yeah, it's the same time I leave every day, dipshit. And where have you been? I haven't seen you since you stole a potato from Techno," You said, not making eye contact with Wilbur as you cleaned up your storage closet.