"I resented quackity from that day forward. He always believed he was the reason me and dream broke up but he wasn't. I couldn't stay with someone who took a life from my brother. I always wished I could apologize to quackity.. For everything. But then he joined forces with schlatt and kicked us from our own country. I couldn't face him after that. And just as I was starting to warm up to him." ! I don't support Wilbur ! There's a LOT of lore that's gonna be left out because the main focus of this story will be in las nevadas, though the first bit is kinda a back story? So if I miss any lore or change any it was intentional!

"𝑖 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢," "𝑤𝑜𝑤 𝑖 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑖 𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑟~"

Dream smp au! "Eres mi Hermosa" "Back at ya pretty boy" This will be taking place a little after Schlatt and Quackity are both elected in the elections for L'manburg. Most of the story will remain true to the lore except for changes like the removal of butcher army lore and how las Nevadas will come to be. If any cc mentioned in this fanfic is uncomfortable with said story I will edit it to fit boundaries or take it down completely. I do not own anything in the book except slight alterations to lore, y/n, and the storyline line in general. enjoy the story babes <3 July 2, 2021-July 27, 2022

"Counterattack?? What do you think this is? A war?" Quackity shakes his head on stream. "you up for a raid war quackity?" the donation runs through. "Oh yeah, y/nmoo, this means war!" Quackity smiles.

24 new emails looked back at you from the screen. You could feel the headache setting in, but you opened your email anyway, looking through the new messages. Two from your statistics professor, about a new assignment, another one from the RA in the dorm building, one from the admissions office, about your application to the study abroad program, one from your American history professor- Hold the phone. You rapidly clicked on the email from the admissions office, scanning through the paragraphs. Reviewing your application to the program... taking into account your grades and your major... looking at schools in the area... pleased to say we can accept you into the program. Accepted. Part of you had forgotten that you had applied in the first place; it had been months ago back at the end of last semester, and then you had gone home for the summer and put it behind you. But being back at school had brought it to the forefront of your mind again. This was great. You had needed some good news today. Turning up the music, you danced out of your desk chair and jumped around the room a little, excited. You were going to Mexico for a semester. You could already picture it now - warm weather, good food, and firsthand experience speaking Spanish for at least six months, maybe more. Not to mention all the adventures you could have in a foreign country. This would be something you would remember for years, and just thinking about it made your day better.

Who would've thought you'd meet your best friend and soulmate through the Dream SMP I swear If for some reason He reads this, I will never talk again 💀✋