The Little Grey Van

Chapter 2: "His name is Dream"

Authors note: Ayo, whats poppin? Sorry this took so long, finals week had me DEAD. Anyway I'll try to update once a week or whenever I'm motivated. For now, I'm super excited to continue this! Also happy holidays! Cheers!

Wilbur examined the toy once more. It was made out of cheap plastic and he could probably crush it with his hands. On the bottom it still had the QR code sticker but its slightly scratched off. While he was looking at it, all of a sudden car noises started to come out of the bottom, startling Wilbur. In frustration, Wilbur tears off the battery covering and tosses the batteries on the ground.

"Hey!" Tommy says grabbing his brothers arm, "You're breaking it!"

"No I'm not!" Wilbur exclaimed.

Quick, he had to think of an excuse. I mean, he did it all the time with Phil, surely he could make up some kind of reason without hurting his feelings.

"Its a stationary van!" Wilbur said placing the van back down. Tommy scrunches up his nose and tilts his head.

"That means it doesn't move." Wilbur says reassuring him. Tommys face was filled with curiosity and confusion from Wilburs view of him. He could tell that he got something turning in Tommys brain.

"Well what does it do then? Nothing init." Tommy said confidently.

"You know some people live in vans right?"

"Fine." Tommy says crossing his arms.

"Hey, I wasn't the one who asked to play. I could just go."

"No, no, no, wait! Stay please!" Tommy said moving from across from Wilbur to next to him.

Wilbur sighs, "Alright then. I'll stay. So we live in this van. Now what?"

"Well now we need a bad guy."

"Why do we need a bad guy?"

"Every story has a bad guy. Who will the good guys fight if there's no one to fight? It's common sense Wil." Tommy always liked to seem like he was smarter than everyone, especially Wilbur.

Wilbur rolled his eyes and looked around him and Tommy. There were different types of toys all around them, but none were fitting. Then Wilburs eyes locked on a toy that was underneath Tommys shoe. It looks like a dog toy which means its from next door since they don't have any pets. It's shaped like a cone with a circle at the smaller end. It's stuffed with beads like a juggling ball. Suddenly Wilbur had an idea. He could see it in his head. A story, no, a world yet to be created. He picked up the toy and a marker. He drew a face and stood it on the ground.

"Who's that?" Tommy asked.

"Our bad guy." Wilbur answered. "his name is..." He hesitates for a moment. What should his name be? Terror? No too basic. Blob man? No too weird. Nightmare? Hm maybe something along those lines. Then it hit him.

"Dream. His name is Dream."

"That's a weird bad guy name."

"Well I think it's cool."

"Fine, dream is the bad guy. Oh hey, can I be a prince?"

"Not a king?" Wilbur asked.

"No, kings are evil."

"But princes become kings."

Tommy thought for a second then made his scrunched up face again.

"Aw, Wilbur, I don't want a mono-arc-ey!" He whined struggling to say monarchy.

"Who taught you that word?"

"Technoblade"

"Of course." Wilbur mumbled. "Anyway how about a democracy? I'll be the president and you'll be the vice president."

"Why can't I be president?"

"Because you're too young and I'm older."

Tommy huffs but doesn't protest.

"Ok so the story is dream is the bad guy who is..." Tommy thinks for a moment them props back up. "an evil ruler who wants to take over L'Manburg!"

"L'whatburg?" Wilbur says confused.

"Thats the name of our kingdom! Wait no, nation!" Tommy says correcting himself. "pretty cool name right? I thought of it myself. I'm kind of a genius."

Before Wilbur could respond to that he hears Phil call out for them.

"alright lads, dinner! And since Wil is grounded Tommy gets to pick the movie we watch."

Technoblade, who's been sitting silently reading his book, immediately slams it down in shock.

"What?! Dad no, please don't punish me too!"

"Yeah!" Tommy shouts and starts to chant. "Charlottes web! Charlottes web! Charlottes web!"

As both Tommy and Techno run into the house Wilbur gathers all of their stuff and puts it underneath the metal slide Tommy got for Christmas. He takes one last look at the villain he made and scoffs. What was he doing? How did he actually get into a game with his 6 year old brother. They hadn't even started yet and he was already thinking of what could come next. Was he going insane? No. Definitely not. It wasn't' real. What Tommy and him made wasn't real. "L'Manburg" wasn't real.

Right?