Crowned (Dream SMP Fanfiction)

Isn't It Lovely All Alone? ~ Chapter 1

He had fallen asleep a few hours ago, when he awoke he saw a familiar looking man in the distance of the white rose flower field. The man who was asleep blinked and didn't see the man anymore. He stood up and looked around, to his left he saw a violin, delicately placed in the case. It seemed that he would never play such a fragile instrument, heck, even play an instrument at all. 

He rested comfortably against the tree. (I am sorry if that does not make sense) He blinked and blinked once more, he stood up fully and began to walk through the rose field. He looked at the night sky, admiring the constellations and the moon. He gasped in astonishment, it was pulchritudinous. He walked to the other side of the field, his steady eyes trained on a hill. 

He got to his destination and stared at the stony hill for a while. "What are you doing?" A voice spoke behind him, shocking him. He pulled his crossbow off his back- or, he tried to. When he noticed it was gone, he looked the man up and down. The man was tossing the weapon up and down. He then gave him the look 'are ya looking for this?' The man who was asleep scoffed at the other man's look. 

The man with pink hair blinked and he heard a snap. When he opened his eyes he saw his things on the ground. 

The tossing man then walked away, the man whom had woken up less then an hour ago grabbed his weapons. 

The man put his crossbow, back on his back and fell asleep once more. Several hours later when he woke up- He instantly stood up and went straight back down, he growled miserably and stood up, successfully this time. He sighed and walked back to the instrument, closed the case, grabbed it and continued walking. 

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He got to his destination hours later, he was exhausted, he knocked on the door and a dark-brown haired man opened the door. The brunet smiled warmly and welcomed the man inside. The brown haired man gave him the look, 'right this way' The traveler slightly smiled and walked inside, the brown haired person walked in front of him as he led him through the house. "So. . . How have you been?" The brunet asked. "Fine. You?" The travelling man said with another slight smile that ceased very quickly. The brunet also smiled and replied,  "I'm good." They kept walking and eventually they got to the living room. 

The brunet gestured for him to sit down and the man cocked his head to the left in confusion. "You can take a seat. If you'd like." The brown haired man said, even though they had never met. . . Or had they? The traveler just nodded in reply. 

The traveler sat down on the couch and sighed. "Can I-" He was cut off. "Sure." The brunet said as he walked into the kitchen and began to make coffee- It was twelve in the morning and this man was making coffee, how absurd.

"Want an-" The brunet started as he looked back at the traveler. He stopped when he noticed he was asleep, he smiled and finished making his coffee. He walked over to the man whom was asleep, knelt down and looked closely at his face. The brunet extended his hand, grabbed the sleeping man's face and tilted it so he was looking at the back of the couch. He let his face go and right at that moment there was loud knocking on the door. 

He went to go open it, but when he did he was swarmed by people with weapons speaking some sort of foreign language. He chuckled awkwardly as what seemed to be their leader pointed an axe at his throat. "What is your name?" Asked the mysterious man. "I- Uh- I-" He cleared his throat and began to fidget behind his back. 

"Alexis." He muttered. "What was that?" Asked the man, sounding enraged. "Alexis." He- Alexis said audibly. 

"Well, Alexis, we saw you bring a pink haired man in here. Where is he?" Their leader asked. "Uh- I- Uhm- Huh- You see- H- He's-" He cleared his throat and continued, "He's not here." Alexis said as he heard the pink haired man begin to wake up. "We saw him." Their leader said as they signaled for them to search the house.