Crowned | dreamnap

Because George is my best friend

hi hi happy thanksgiving to my fellow americans and even so, thank you to everyone who has sticked around ❤️ -
i love you and i hope you enjoy :)
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Sapnap's Pov

"Dream this is so terrible, why can't I just use my ender backpack instead?" I say frustrated on the floor as clothes and supplies surround me and this stupid leather backpack.

"Because your ender backpack has a lot of valuable materials that we can't afford to just leave laying around." He says as he picks his own bags but as I sit there I start to remember what was even in my ender backpack.

I stand up and go into the closet looking for the black and green backpack.

"What are you doing? I said No." Dream says facing me but I ignore him, opening the backpack up again.

"Sapnap put it back!" He raises his voice but I still ignore him, pulling out the book my dad wrote for me.

I flip through the pages looking for a specific page.

"When Netherite was discovered I just knew I had to save some for you so I did, I left you a full set for you or for whoever you think deserves it. Knowing you, you'd probably give it to somebody. Which is why I left you a couple extra ingots so you can at least have something. If for any reason you need more, there is a lot of supplies in my safe room under the castle- you know the room."

My eyes move from one side of the page to the other as I put two and two together.

"Wait Dream...why haven't we tried getting this?" I say reading the page allowed.

He stands there frozen in place.

"It's not that simple you know? At first - I thought we would just be able to go back but there's a new..King. And we can't just waltz in there especially if he's out to kill you." He says going back to packing but I only grow more confused.

"I'm sorry what? How do you know about Tommy wanting to kill me? You didn't come with me and George." I say closing the book.

He doesn't respond, he just continues to fold clothes.

"Dream?" I say a bit more confident than usual.

"Sapnap can you just start packing, we're leaving soon." He says completely avoiding the question.

I scoff, shoving random clothes into the backpack and then throwing it at him.

"What? What the fuck Nick?" He says and I glare at him.

"Looks like i'm done packing, Clay." I say crossing my arms and walking out the room.

Everything is just so confusing, he never wants to open up about things like this.

I just hope Bad pulls through with our plan.

I notice George packing as I go and sit on the couch.

"Oh hey!" He says smiling.

"Hi." I say very quietly.

"You guys argued again?" He says laughing a bit.

I roll my eyes.