be gay do crime || Dream SMP chatfic [abandoned & unfinished]

[pissbaby: *sigh* ok]

[gender is boring let's commit some crime] • 3.17am

forgot my gender, can we go back?: i want ice cream

[gender stealer is online]

gender stealer: ranboo its 3am

forgot my gender, can we go back?: i know but i Want ice cream

forgot my gender, can we go back?: please eret

gender stealer: ok ok gotchu

gender stealer: do you want techno too?

forgot my gender, can we go back?: yes please

[private message] your majesty → technothepig

queen: techno

queen: techno

queen: techno

queen: techno

[monarch is online]

monarch: techno is asleep -sam

queen: hi sam

queen: ranboo needs us

queen: if u could wake tec up? for ranboo?

monarch: i can but i'd want to go with you bc techno didnt look good when vi came here

monarch: would ranboo be uncomfortable with me with you?

[private message] your majesty → ranboo

ert: techno is at sams asleep

ert: apparently looked not well when came there and sam wants to keep an eye on it

ert: and is asking if he can come or youd be uncomfortable

boo: i dont mind

boo: i like sam

[private message] your majesty → technothepig

queen: ranboo said you can come

monarch: oh ok, where?

queen: you know that dairy queen down the road from techno's?

monarch: ye we'll be there in like 20

queen: awesome

[everyone is offline]

When Sam and Techno finally stumbled to the place, Eret and Ranboo were eating ice cream sitting on the edge of the sidewalk. Sam went inside to buy something for him and Techno and piglin reached into its pocket to retrieve a really poorly looking pack of cigarettes. Both of the left knew that vi wouldn't smoke unless it felt really bad and anxiously observed the smoke leaving pinkettes mouth in curls. They sat (and stood, on Techno's part) in silence, waiting for Sam to emerge with two cups of ice cream that Techno took with a small smile.

– So what's up? – asked Eret Ranboo.

– Insomnia, mostly. And wanted to get out before I spiral and forget who I am. It's always so awful, I just believe in anything my brains come up with and I just want to scream that I know it's not true but still sit and cry and want to die.

– Do you still..? – asked piglin quietly, putting out the cigarette.

– The voice disappeared, therapy really helped with that. Thank you for convincing me, Tec.

– I'm glad you listened, kid. – Vi ruffled teen's hair with a light hand, it was so tired.

– What's going on with you, you seem so out of here?