Supportive friends [dsmp] [y/n]

Chapter ⑵

You had to be lost. None of the hills nor terrains helped you in identifying your surroundings. Your frustration in getting lost every time was just beyond you. It took you a few days to find any signs of civilisation. Taking into consideration chests without any loot or empty plots of land you were certain you were close to people which felt refresing after your last meeting with an insane slime.

Wandering around spruce biome you noticed from afar a different structure. Almost as if someone build it not so long ago, by a human itself.

– Fucking finally – you sighed impatiently.

You didn't see a point in hiding your entrance. Coming closer to the bricky building on the water you saw a door. Before opening it, someone rushed from the other side pointing at you with their weapon. You flinched a little, catching yourself that maybe it was the first time you felt any sign of fear.

– Who are you? – the boy in green hoodie and white mask asked.

– You ask as a friend or foe cuz I don't know how to feel at this point... – you asked confused but placed your hands on the diamond sword on your hip.

– It was just an impulse. Sorry. – he said coldly backing away from his defence. You didn't feel any sense of guilt from him though. – I'm Dream and you're at Dream SMP lands. What do you look for?

– Well, hello there Dream. Nice to meet you. – you answered first a bit offended. But it's not like you didn't get what he get that from. – I was just passing by, looking for a place to stay.

The mask was pure white but it didn't cover his mouth. You saw a gentle smile forming at his lips.

– Oh, well, welcome then! You're in a perfect place for that!

He shook your hand as if you just signed some kind of business contract. It felt inviting and truthful. You didn't sense any tricks from him no longer.

– This is a Community House. It's free to use for all civilians of Dream SMP.

It wasn't the best house you've seen but you didn't want to say that out loud. It's purpose was to probably work as a centre and source of supply. Or a place for socialisation. Other than Dream, there were two more people. A plain looking brown haired boy with dark glasses and another, a bit chubby, dressed in black and white who wore a bandana.

– Dream, who's that?

– I don't think I introduced myself properly before. Name's y/n.

The second boy had just turned to look at you. He needed just a glance to say you were harmless and wanted to make friends. Or maybe he read your mind, unlike Dream. The green hooded boy relaxed a bit in a group of his buddies, leaning on one of his legs. They looked very young but you'd say you weren't much older.

– Hey, hi! I'm Sapnap! And that's my friend George. What's up, where did you came from?

– Oh, that's a lot of questions, heh... – you said scratching your head in a form of showing  nervousness. – Do you mind? – you asked with gritted teeth.

– You don't like to talk about yourself? – Dream stated more than asked.

– Something like that.

You didn't really know much. And you didn't care.

– That's alright. Sapnap's just nosy – George shrugged with a wide smile.

Offended boy inhaled loudly.

– You smell, Gogy.

– Your breath stinks, Sappy.

– Yeah? Yo mama.

– Yo mama so fat she can't fit through the cell door.

– Dream! George didn't take his meds and he's being a dick again.

– The only meds I take is the cocaine under your bed.

– YOU STOLE MY DRUGS?!

Dream ignored their little quarrel, even though they were both quite loud, crafting something on the crafting table. There was some kind of tension between those two but as you saw the masked boy not caring enough, you thought maybe it wasn't the type of tension where people would fight. Was it...platonic? Would you even call that when they were so rude? Never mind, they must know each other for just too long.

– Care to hold it for a while?

Dream gave you a stack of sticks not waiting for an answer. He must have had a full inventory. A thought crossed your mind that maybe you didn't want to be tossed around. But on the other hand you did want to escape from here before the two boys start kissing or some shit.

– Let's go. I'll show you around. – he called you walking away from the Community House as his friends' voices echoed from afar now. He wore a diamond set, like you, but with a netherite bottom.

– Sure. Hey, are these lands really named after you?

– Yeah, I mean...I'm the one who started all this. With my friends which you have already met, too. We invited the rest and there are still people who wish to join like you so...I guess it's alright.

– You named it after yourself only, huh.

– Yeah, cuz this is all mine! – he said as if it was obvious.

– You're not a god though.

– I might be?

You hummed in response. The conversation kind of took you off. This boy had some issues.