Fly Phoenix Fly (Dream Team/ Maybe ship)

Chapter 3

Dream looked at Nick with a glare. "Why did you bring us home? I was having fun," Dream said trying to make himself look bigger than he was. Their fathers were out hunting most likely, so they had the house to themselves right now. 

"You needed to get out of the city for a bit. You've been in there all day," Nick responded trying to reach towards his friend. Dream smacked his hand away, shoving Nick in the process. Nick growled and shoved Dream back. Dream looked at Nick and blinked then shoved past him going upstairs for the rest of the night.

Nick looked out the open window and saw a shadow in the treeline. The shadow had white glowing eyes. Nick grabbed his sword and walked outside and towards the gate. The shadow walked forward and revealed Bad. Nick looked at Bad then opened the gate for him to come inside.

Bad walked through the gate and smiled at Nick. "Why did you guys run away. We were having so much fun," Bad stared at Nick, his eyes dimly glowing in the night.

Nick sighed. "We were; but Dream started to reach for the fire so I brought him here. He's in a bad mood though." Nick looked away from Bad and up at Dream's room. Bad followed his gaze and the two say Dream's silhouette pass by the window. The two looked back at each other and Bad looked at the time on his phone.

"I have to get back before George starts to become suspicious I'll just tell them that you guys probably got lost and just went home." Bad turned away from Nick and walked back out the gate killing a spider that was trying to attack him.

"We'll see you tomorrow Bad. Don't worry about Dream I'll take care of him," Nick said waving Bad goodbye as he disappeared into the trees.

Nick turned around after the glow from Bad couldn't be seen and walked inside and to the kitchen. He opened the fridge and pulled out something small to give to Dream. He grabbed a cup and filled it with water then made his way upstairs. "Dream, I brought you something to eat. It's not a full meal but just something to hold you over till tomorrow and so you don't have a plate in your room," Nick said holding the snack out as the door opened up just a tiny bit. Dream reached out and took the snack closing the door after. Nick looked at the door for a few seconds before it reopened and Dream's hand appeared in the opening. Nick put the cup in his hand watching as it disappeared into the room. 

Dream opened the curtain to his window and looked out at the front where Nick was. Dream sat down in his window seat and stared at Nick before seeing movement out at the treeline. He stared at the treeline only seeing shadows before a skeleton emerged from the trees. Dream looked back at Nick who was cutting firewood in their front yard not actually paying attention to the treeline. Dream quickly jumped into action; grabbing his bow and quiver, he opened the window and climbed onto the roof. He put on his caliper and grabbed his bow flipping it open and grabbing an arrow. he quickly knocked the arrow and connected his caliper to the string and pulled back. He looked down his sight, aiming at the skeleton and fired. The arrow flew through the air and through the skeletons head. 

Nick looked up at the sound of an arrow hitting and breaking bone. He looked up to see Dream looking over the edge of the roof at him. Nick smiled and gave him a thumbs up as a thank you while grabbing the firewood he cut. Dream folded his bow back down and grabbed his quiver. He grabbed onto the ledge and climbed down and into his room. Nick was sitting on his bed as he climbed in and looked up at Dream as he finished climbing through the window and set his stuff down on the seat.

"Thank you for shooting the skeleton. We really needed that firewood and I did not feel like getting shot today," Nick said trying to joke. Dream just nodded and walked past Nick. Nick got up and followed Dream downstairs. When he got to the bottom he saw Dream holding a small flame he, very obviously, got from the fireplace.

Dream looked up at Nick while holding the flame in his hand. "What am I really, Nick?"