We're Not The Villains. || Reader x Dream SMP || Completed

🌸Chapter Seven🌸

Word Count: 1840 

"Ah..." Tubbo nodded. "But you still have a lot of explaining to do."

"We always get in this situation, don't we?" I sighed, nodded, "Yeah, I will."

(Y/N)'s P.O.V.

We sat on the floor of the van, the atmosphere colder than usual without the warmth of Wilbur's fatherly presence, and Tommy's chaotic screaming. I held a mug of warm water, letting it warm up my hands, and Tubbo sat barely a cm away, doing the same. I sighed, taking a sip of my water, and turning to Tubbo. The winter was coming, the leaves has turned fiery colours, and they had started falling a few days ago, and the winds brought colder temperatures that pierced into my bones. "Tubs, I already knew where they were-"

"Because your memory?" He deadpanned.

"Heh, yeah, because of my memory." I chuckled lightly, "They're doing better than we are, so Tubbo, don't worry."

"How are we doing?" Tubbo asked, it was one of those questions that makes you stare at him and ponder where the fuck did that deep question come from? Which... I did stare at him, and he stared back. "I'm serious. And what are we doing?" I looked away, thinking.

"We're doing alright, I would say." I ran a hand through my hair anxiously. "And... yeah, what the fuck are we doing?" I threw my arms up in exasperation, "Tommy and Wilbur are already on the move to take our nation back, while we-" I blurted out, and Tubbo flinched at the sudden anger in my voice, "Tub- I'm not mad at you, Big T, I'm mad at the lack of actual action we can take against Schlatt."

"I'm wondering why we even agreed to team up with those two." Tubbo muttered, also exasperated.

"No no, Tubbo don't worry about it, it's definitely for the best... that we're here." I comforted. "Don't worry, 'kay?" I ruffled his hair, giving him a hug, which helped the atmosphere feel a whole lot warmer.

"Can you bring me to visit them?" Tubbo asked.

"...Sorry Tubs, but we can't risk... anyone working under Schlatt to find out, since I technically work under Big Q."

"Aw man..." Tubbo pouted.

"Sorry..."

"Send them my regards next time you see them."

"Of course, I will do that tomorrow." I smiled, and ruffled his hair, sending it into a further mess.

Tommy's P.O.V.

As Wilbur collected water from the river, I stood on a hill near the river, looking up to the trees, looking for apples. I could go fishing... but whatever. I pulled another apple from the branch, and jumped down from the tree. This was surprisingly peaceful. I could get used to a life like this. Well, the only flaw was the lack of chaos and shouting from (Y/N), mostly at me, because I'm being dumb or something, and the lack of Tubbo asking me stupid questions, and trying to prevent (Y/N) from murdering me. I miss them. Something snapped me from my thoughts, as it landed beside me feet... a snow white parrot. It was the same one Techno before he went away... "OH!" I exclaimed, crouching down beside the bird. In it's beak was a piece of paper. It dropped it on the floor, and I picked it up. It was a letter from Technoblade. With it, was a drawing. 

Hello.

It's me... Technoblade.

I'm guessing either Tubbo, Tommy, Wilbur or (Y/N) who's reading this... uh...

I'm just here to say I made it to a nice piece of land, and I have been planting potatoes for a few days, can you thank (Y/N) for me? Potatoes are pretty cool.