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Dream stood there shifting his weight from foot to foot. He could barely gain the confidence to look up at his best friend in front of him. But George just looked at Dream, his hands tightly curled up in a fist and his mouth curbed down in a small frown. Even though Dream couldn’t see the man’s eyes behind his glasses he knew he was pissed. George was wearing his normal clothing, the light blue shirt and his dark blue jeans. But hanging from his shoulders by a gold chain was a red cape, white fluff lining the end of the cape that barely touched the ground. But there was no crown on his head. That was because Dream had just dethroned his best friend. Taking away his power as king and giving it back to Eret. At either side of George was Quackity and Sapnap, the two also glaring at Dream the fire behind their eyes very prominent.
Dream felt so small at that one moment… He had just wanted to keep George safe. He didn’t want him to get hurt. Tommy and Ranboo had burned his house- What would have become of George if he was actually inside of that house the time it had burned down? He would have lost one of his lives… Dream didn’t want that. He just wanted his friends to be safe. Why couldn’t Geroge understand that? Why couldn’t Sapnap understand that either? Not even Quackity seemed to understand what Dream was trying to do for his best friends.
“Tell me you hate me Dream! I can take the truth,” George demanded as he took a step forward towards the masked man. Dream unconsciously stepped away from George as he tensed at his friend’s words. He didn’t want the brunette to get too close. He knew the man well, being his best friend. George was angry… He knew the teen was angry enough to even get physical with Dream by throwing a punch or maybe even pulling out his sword in retaliation. But Dream didn’t want to hurt George… It was something he refused to do... “You hate me Dream… I woke up as King and now… What am I?”
“You’re my best friend! I don’t hate you George! I don’t hate Sapnap either! I would never hate either of you! Ever! I’m not saying it because it’s not true! You have to believe me! I just wanted to keep you both safe!” Dream yelled desperately as he brought a hand up to clutch the front of his hoodie. George rolled his eyes as he scoffed. Dream felt his heart break a little at that, his chest feeling tight as his breathing stuttered. Sapnap felt the raging fire slowly growing in him, Quackity having to give him a look to calm him down so he wouldn't go and attack the man even though Quackity wanted to hit Dream really really badly.
“Everything wrong on this server… It’s because of you Dream! You! Haven’t you noticed that at all? You started the very first war on the server with L’manburg when Wilbur and Tommy asked for independence… Why I don’t even know- You endorsed Jschlatt and what happened when he was president?! It all went to shit, Dream! You even sided with Jschlatt during the war, Sapnap and George following you because they thought you were their friend! You exiled Tommy and threatened Tubbo- And now what?! Everything is your fault Dream!” Quackity yelled and Dream’s eyes widened behind the mask. At that moment he was really grateful for the piece of plastic covering his face… He didn’t like that he wasn’t good at covering his emotions when he didn’t have a mask. His eyes and face gave away too much… Even now his eyes hurt because of the tears that were pushing at the back of his eyes and his jaw was clenched.
“Come on… He’s not worth it George. He’s said what he said. He doesn’t care about anything but himself and the discs. He doesn’t really care about us. He made that very clear,” Sapnap said and George just sighed and nodded. Sapnap gave Dream a nasty glare and nothing else, turning around and walking away down the path. George on the other hand looked at Dream for just a little bit longer… Right before turning around and leaving the blonde standing there all alone. Quackity looked at Dream with a glare that rivaled Sapnap’s turning to follow the other two.
“I do care about you guys and I did those things because I didn’t want certain things to happen! I have a reason for everything I do- What the hell is wrong with you?! You both are my best friends!! We’ve been through so much together!- We’ve fought every single war by each other’s side. Now you’re just throwing it all away like it’s nothing…?” Dream asked looking down at the ground, not wanting to watch the three walk away in disgust. They hated him now… Just then George stopped in his tracks not even looking at Dream when he spoke.
“We didn’t throw it away, Dream… You threw everything away when you said that the only thing you cared about is the discs. You should’ve thought of what would happen before you admitted you didn’t care about anything. You did this to yourself,” George said in a tone that Dream could barely hear, yet the words seemed to hit him like a truck… Dream started to shake as George spoke again. The words making his heart completely shatter into bits.
“We’re not friends anymore Dream…” And with that the three walked away, leaving the blonde all by himself.
“N-no… You can’t leave me alone…” Dream said at a whisper that no one could hear. He could feel tears coming to his eyes from behind the mask. Since no one was around he let the tears flow down his face like a never ending river. The mask hid everything the blonde was feeling from the world as he cried where he stood. Dream slowly wrapped his arms around himself as he felt the loneliness around him he felt like he was drowning. He just wanted to keep George and Sapnap safe… Now that there were no wars- He just wanted them to be happy and safe, not having to worry about anything anymore and having to fight everyday to survive. Dream forced himself to walk the other direction, the urge that was telling him to run after George and Sapnap pulling at his heart strings… Soon he disappeared into the forest, never turning back to look at anything.
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Dream wasn’t seen at all after that. No one really cared or thought about it much. Some were angry at the man, others didn’t really talk to the blonde much and weren’t bothered by his disappearance, and others knew the blonde would disappear for long periods of time once and awhile so they just shrugged it off. Dream had been walking away from the Dream SMP, away from everything and everyone, for the past few days. He hadn’t slept and having to constantly fight and run away from mobs wasn’t helping him at all. He also hadn’t eaten much, leaving most of his supplies other than the things in his inventory back at the SMP. His grief was getting to him since the only people he would’ve talked to now hated him. He felt like shit… Soon Dream found himself in a snow biome telling him he had walked a long way from home.
The forest was huge and it was freezing outside, the storms being the worst this time of year and being unpredictable. With every gust of wind the man shivered and hugged himself, his hands clutching at his hoodie sleeves. He really wasn’t ready for this weather but he had no choice but walk through the snow forest. All he was wearing were dark blue jeans and a white shirt underneath his green hoodie. His ankles were exposed to the snow as his shoes and socks were soaked from the ice. He was definitely going to get sick… That is if he even made it out of the forest alive and found a village or a simple place to set up a campsite. The snow was pounding against Dream as he trudged through the deep snow, the wind sometimes strong enough to blow Dream’s hood off his head forcing him to unwrap his arms around him for a moment to pull it back up. Whenever he tried to pull out a torch it always was blown out and he couldn’t make any campfires or find a cave to duck into.
It was mid-day in no time. The snow wasn’t falling anymore but the snow that had fallen was thick and it was everywhere. The gusts of wind would come by once and while, Dream trying his best to stay on his feet. Dream felt so tired that he could barely walk through the snow anymore. His hood was off as he’s given up on trying to pull it back up a long time ago. That’s what he gets for staying up for the past nights and not eating much. Dream started to walk slower and slower, his strides getting slower and slower. He could barely pick his feet up to step over the snow. He had gone from walking to shuffling, barely getting him anywhere. He was so cold and hungry, just wanting something that would give him warmth even if it was for a small moment. He held himself, desperately trying his best to stay warm by himself. If he died he would become a ghost… He would be like Wilbur and just be a floating entity that couldn’t do much. Maybe he would be like Jshlatt and just disappear into the void and never be seen again- Dream wasn’t one who to find out but he knew he might find out soon.
Soon Dream’s legs gave out from the days of walking, his knees hitting the snow with a soft thud. He was able to scramble over to a tree, the blonde leaning his back against the uneven wood. He didn’t even want to try and get back up. He just shivered and closed his eyes. He noticed the snow had started falling due to the snowflakes hitting his face. The snow was cold yet comfortable… It felt so cold yet it felt like he was in a bed. It was like he was home with George and Sapnap. Like he was in their happy little cuddle pile that they would always be in. Thinking back to that made Dream think over all of the things he and his best friends used to do. The tear that rolled down his cheek burned his skin, the pain making more tears start rolling down his face. He cried like he did when Sapnap and Geroge first left him that day. How long has it been? Three days? A week? The blonde didn’t know and honestly he didn’t care. He just knew he was alone. He could feel his breath and strength leaving him slowly as he cried. He didn’t want to die alone but it was inevitable…
“George… Sapnap... I’m so sorry…”
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A few days passed after Dream had died... But nobody knew the man had died alone in the snowy forest. None really seemed to care much, most forgetting about the blonde man. Since Dream died there was no message. There was nothing telling people that the man wouldn’t be coming back… He was gone. Dream was gone...
Tommy and Wilbur didn’t know what was going on in the Dream SMP though, letting things go to live with Techno and Philza at their retirement home. Yes Tommy did remember all the things Techno had done but he had nowhere else to go and at the end of the day they were family. Tommy missed home but knew he wasn’t going to be let back anytime soon. Wilbur didn’t have the mind to care since he was just a ghost so he followed Tommy. The storms had been so violent that Philza made all of his sons stay inside no matter what. But that day the storms decided to take a break, Tommy smiling and putting on heavy gear that was given to him by his older brother. He wanted to go outside and play even if he was playing alone. He was going insane while being stuck in the house. He yelled his goodbyes as he ran out the house, leaving Techno and Philza behind.
Tommy was running around the forest, making sure to note where he was going so he wouldn’t lose his way. He had gotten lost once and Techno had to walk around the forest for hours to find Tommy during a snowstorm. Tommy could feel the cold weather getting to him so he got moving, constantly running around so his body temperature would stay up. He avoided climbing trees just in case he would get stuck in one. He would chase snow rabbits and pick berries to bring back home to wash and snack on. He even saw a few foxes but they ran away from Tommy as soon as they smelt his presence. The blonde was really careful and avoided any wolves, knowing that he would probably hit one and make them all mad. He really didn’t feel like getting chased by them through a forest he barely knew. Soon he just started to walk, looking around as the snow reflected the sun’s light. It barely snowed in L’manburg… It was a nice change.
But then Tommy heard a noise. It made the blonde jump a bit, all motions stopping so he could focus on the noise. He couldn’t tell what it was but he could hear it. He slowly walked deeper in the forest, his curiosity getting the better of him. Soon he found a thick row of bushes, Tommy having to push the aside carefully as he followed the sound. When he got closer he noticed the sound was someone crying. Tommy could tell it was more like sobbing by how much emotion was put behind the noise. Tommy wasn’t one to worry about things but there was a small urge in his chest telling him that he needed to find out who was crying. When Tommy pushed the bushes aside he came across a frozen pond. It was a small pond, the ice covering it being very thin. Even the waterfall that used to flow into the pond was frozen, the plants around the area covered in snow. Tommy soon looked at something sitting in the middle of the lake, finally setting eyes on whatever was sobbing.
Sitting on a rock in the middle of a pond was a boy. He looked like he was about Tommy’s age, sitting there hunched over as he sobbed. His back was facing Tommy as he cried into his hands his entire body shaking. He wore a light baby blue hoodie that had small frost decorations on it. His pants were just simple blue jeans, yet he didn’t wear any shoes. The boy’s hood was down and Tommy could see his faded blonde hair, the color of his hair almost being white. His skin was pale and Tommy could see the boy’s fingertips and toes were purple.
“H-Hey! You! Are you ok? What are you doing in the middle of the la-” Tommy called but then stopped when the boy turned around. When he looked at the boy’s face his heart stopped… He was met with a plastic mask. On the mask was a smiley face but the mask was crying, black tears falling from the eyes on the mask. The boy reached up to the mask, slowly pulling it up. He had dull emerald green eyes, white freckles covering his cheeks. His lips were a light shade of purple and he had light blue tear tracks rolling down his face, the marks seeming permanent. It was Dream alright… Yet he looked younger than he was the last time Tommy had seen him. Was he younger? Tommy didn’t know… “D-Dream…? Is that you? You’re supposed to be back at the SMP- What are you doing here?”
Dream just stood up and Tommy thought he was about to walk on the ice to get to Tommy. The teen was about to yell at Dream to stop, but then froze. Dream’s feet floated about an inch of the ground making it so he just glided over the ice. When he made it face to face with Tommy he let his feet touch the ground, yet he didn’t make a mark in the snow like Tommy did. He just seemed to balance on the snow’s surface with ease. Tommy just looked into Dream’s cold eyes as something dawned on him... Dream was dead. By the looks of it he hadn’t died too long ago. Maybe four days tops… He looked nothing like Wilbur. Wilbur only had a small mark where he was stabbed by Philza, but he covered it with his sweater. Wilbur’s skin was grey yet Dream’s skin looked paler, barely having any color in it. When Wilbur was around he gave off a somewhat warm aura, you could feel happy when the man was around. Yet Dream… He gave off a cold energy that made Tommy shiver underneath all the layers he was wearing.
“Who are you…? I feel like I know you but I don’t seem to remember and how do you know my name?” Dream asked as he looked at Tommy, no emotion on his face. Tommy his breath visible in the cold air as he let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. Dream just tilted his head to the side, his eyes shifting from the puffys of steam coming from Tommy’s reddened nose to then looking Tommy in the eyes. “So… Can you speak? You spoke earlier didn’t you...?”
“I-I’m Tommy…Dream- You really don’t remember me… Do you?” Tommy asked and Dream just simply shook his head. The ghost didn’t remember the blonde who was standing in front of him. But he had a feeling in his stomach that he should know who this teen, Tommy, was. “How did you even get all the way out here? The SMP is a long way from here… You’d have to take about a week worth of a trip to get all the way out here. And you’re a ghost. Do you remember how you- How you died or anything?”
“I don’t know how I died… It’s all fuzzy. When I woke up a few days ago I was laying on top of a pile of snow beneath a tree. I then found this pond and decided to stay here. The last thing I remember from when I was alive- I don’t remember much. But I do remember some items and snippets. I remember a crown and for some reason a sword with it… I also remember a fox, a bee, some music discs, diamonds, a demon looking thing- Oh! And grey wings and a guitar,” Dream said and Tommy nodded. He could tell what each item was and who they were for… But he was worried that Dream couldn’t remember the people they were paired with. “Other than that I don’t remember anything else. Sorry about that.”
“It’s fine if you don’t remember everything, Dream… We can work on it! Why don’t you come with me home? I don’t live far from this pond so you can come back to the pond whenever you’d like,” Tommy offered and Dream thought for a second. He was a ghost so he had nothing better to do and he enjoyed talking to Tommy. Dream also didn’t feel like being alone again and now he found out there were other people around. So he shrugged and nodded, Tommy smiling widely at the boy before shivering a bit. “Good… Now let’s get out of here before another storm starts up and we get trapped outside. When we get to the house stay behind me. When I tell you, you’ll come out from behind me and meet the rest of my family ok? We can talk about whatever else you remember on the way to the house… Maybe we can get you a book and you can write down everything you can remember when we get back,” Tommy suggested and Dream nodded as he watched Tommy turn around towards the bushes he had pushed aside to get to the pond.
“Come on then Dream! Follow me!” Tommy cheered as they walked through the forest and back towards the cabin.
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“I’m back mother fuckers!!! I lived this time!!!” Tommy yelled as he kicked the front door open. Dream flinched at the boy’s loud yelling but also had to hold in a laugh. Tommy and Dream heard someone groan in annoyance and someone else chuckle at the teen’s antics. Tommy saw Philza sitting on a rocking chair near the fireplace while Techno sat down on the couch. Wilbur apparently was in the other room baking cookies for everyone.
“I really don’t know whether I wanted you to get lost outside again or not- Cause we would have more quiet time if you’d have gotten lost… But then Philza would make me look for you and that would be just as bad as you bursting through the door,” Techno said as he sprawled himself over the couch even more. He was wearing his normal white button up shirt, the one he usually wore underneath all of his regal looking clothing. He even had on his somewhat loose brown pants and black socks. His hair was tied into a loose bun, strands flying everywhere. His pig mask was set to the side with his crown on the counter, revealing his face. The scar across the bridge of his nose was prominent underneath his closed crimson eyes. His fangs stuck out of his mouth slightly as he took in a deep breath and sighed.
“Well I’m glad you got home safely Tommy- Just next time try not to come on so chaotic that you almost break the front door. We just replaced it last week after your last incident where you tried to body the door and it actually fell to the ground and turned into splinters. Remember the huge bruise you get from that?” Philza asked with another light chuckle as he looked at his youngest son. Tommy just looked away from his dad in embarrassment and Dream held in another laugh at the story. Philza had on his dark forest green sweater that his sons had given him as an early christmas gift. Yet he still wore his old black cloak on top. He also had on his very loose black pants that reached his ankles, his shoes exposed because he was wearing sandals. His wings were spread to either side of him, being limp and warming up next to the fire.
Just then Wilbur came out of the kitchen with a smile. He was wearing his normal yellow sweater and black pants with his red shoes. His hair was as curly as ever, his red hat covering his head. He had just finished baking the cookies and had left them on the counter to cool down before he would let everyone eat them. He was about to greet Tommy but he saw something or someone peeking from behind Tommy. When Dream and Wilbur’s eyes met Dream immediately panicked and dropped behind Tommy so he was further out of view. Tommy felt Dream shift from behind him and he tried to hide his questioning look as he tried to figure out what was wrong with the now young ghost Dream. When Tommy and Wilbur met eyes he knew that Dream had been seen by his older brother.
“Tommy… Who was that behind you?” Wilbur asked and Techno was quick to perk up from his spot on the couch. He sat up and looked at Tommy with his crimson eyes making Tommy shrink down a bit. Philza’s wings ruffled up a bit as Philza moved to sit at the very end of his chair, his eyes widened a bit as Wilbur’s words. Tommy froze then let out a sigh- He knew he’d have to introduce Dream to the others but he thought that he would have more time to get Dream used to being inside first.
“Um- This is Dream…” Tommy stuttered out as he racked his brain, trying to figure out how to explain the ghost of one of the most powerful people on the server behind him. He just simply stepped aside, Dream being fully visible to the three others in the room. All of their eyes widened at the sight of the younger looking Dream. They could tell he was a ghost from how deathly pale he looked and how he was floating about an inch from the floor. Dream didn’t like the attention so he slowly backed up and hid behind Tommy again, still keeping half of his body and head peeking out from behind the teen.
“I found him by a pond in the forest. He says he doesn’t remember anything other than a few items. He doesn’t even remember how he died. So I thought taking him home would be ok. Do you know any of them, Dream?” Tommy asked as he turned to the blonde ghost. Dream scanned the faces around the room and his eyes landed on Philza’s wings. He then looked around the room again and found Techno’s crown, soon shifting his eyes to stare at Wilbur’s guitar in the corner of the room hanging on the wall. Nearby were Tommy’s discs that were hung up on the wall for display.
“Crown, Wings, Guita, and discs… I used to know you all when I was alive didn’t I-?” Dream asked as he looked at the family. Tommy nodded with a smile as Dream took a closer look at the four. He tried his best to remember who they were in his life- But he couldn’t seem to resurface the buried memories no matter how hard he tried. He felt a growing headache coming in as he brought up a hand to his head, running it through his hair and pushing his bangs out of his face.
“Woah! Dream! Hey! Calm down- It’s ok… There’s no need to cry,” He heard someone say and he saw Wilbur floating in front of him. He didn’t even notice the brunette’s movements since he was really close. Wilbur slowly took Dream’s hand and pulled it away from his hair. The older brunette almost flinched because of how cold the boy’s hands were… But he didn’t since he didn’t want to scare Dream. It wasn’t until Wilbur tried wiping the tears from Dream’s cheeks when he realized he was crying.
“It’s ok if you don’t remember… Being dead is hard. I don’t even remember everything that happened to me when I was alive. But I’m slowly getting everything back. Be it good or bad memories. We can all help you remember Dream. So there’s no need to cry... Here- Have some blue!” Wilbur said happily as he handed Dream a small transparent stone. As soon as Dream touched it, it turned into a deep navy blue. Suddenly Dream felt like a weight was taken off his shoulders. He put the stone in his hoodie pocket for safekeeping and smiled at Wilbur. “Come on! Why don’t we get you a book to write down all your memories in! Once we do that we can keep working on getting your memories back.”
“O-Ok…” Dream stuttered out as he slowly stopped crying. Wilbur smiled and grabbed his fellow ghosts’ hand. Wilbur was quick to bring Dream to their library, floating over to a small closet. He promptly opened it and pulled out a thick green book. He also grabbed a pencil from a cup that sat inside the cabinet too. He then closed the door and grabbed Dream’s hand again, pulling him towards a desk next to the window. There was a lantern sitting next to the window, Dream could see the snow slowly falling, the sun making the snow shine like diamonds.
“Here… Take this pencil and write down everything you remember. Then from there we can try and unearth those memories and fix everything. It might take awhile but you’ve got Tommy, Techno, Philza, and I here to help you. Philza was really helpful when it came to trying to remember things- So I can repeat the things he did with me with you!” Wilbur said happily as he handed Dream the pencil, Dream trying multiple times to make himself solid so he could pick up the pencil instead of phase through it. Wilbur just waited until Dream got his hand around the pencil before he spoke again. “Alright Dream… Take you time and try and write everything in detail so we can pinpoint what the easiest things to get you to remember are and what the hardest things for you to remember are going to be.”
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“Tommy are you insane?! You could die! They’re government is a powerful thing- If you get in trouble I can’t go over there and save you! You’re not even allowed to go back there and I don’t even want to get started with all the things I’m wanted for over in L’manburg… This is an idiots move Tommy,” Techno said as he took a step towards his younger brother. But before he could get close to him Philza used his wing, making a small wall between his two boys. He was willing to listen to Tommy… Even though he didn’t like his plan much…
“Tommy… Are you sure about this?” Philza asked as he looked at his son with worry. Tommy had suggested that they bring Ghost Dream back to L’manburg. They would bring him back so that he could see the place and see what he recognized. When they had brought Wilbur to the SMP he seemed to remember a lot, especially since people around him helped. Maybe Dream could get the same help from his friends and meet everyone again, speeding up the memory restoration process and making things easier for the family.
“Yeah! Now that Dream is dead he technically can’t enforce my exilement from L’manburg. Tubbo didn’t even want to exile me in the first place! He just did it because Dream threatened him with war… So that makes it safe to go back. I can just explain things to Tubbo first! I could go communicate with Tubbo right now and tell him we’ll be visiting him soon! It doesn't have to be all four of us that bring him back and it doesn’t have to be a permanent thing. Maybe Wilbur and I can bring Dream back for a week or so then come back here to the cabin. It’ll be just a short visit to see if he’ll remember something,” Tommy said excitedly and Philza looked at Techno then back at Tommy.
“And you’re sure you’ll be let back into L’manburg… They did say that they’ll kill you if you step even a foot on the SMP soil. I don’t want another son to become a ghost Tommy…” Philza said sadly and Tommy nodded confidently without another word. “Alright… Make sure you tell Tubbo. You can leave after a few days. Moving Dream a bunch might not be the best move right now. Especially since it seems like he gets scared easily.”
“Ok! Thanks dad! I’ll tell Wilbur and Dream after I text The Big Man!” Tommy said as he pulled the communicator out of his pocket and ran upstairs to his bedroom. Tommy threw his jacket onto a chair next to his bed, promptly flopping down onto the mattress. He laid on his stomach as he immediately started texting on the communicator with his best friend.
Tommy: Hey Tubbo!!!
Tubbo: Tommy! What’s up man? I’ve missed talking to you so much!
Tommy: It’s been good. I’ve been living in a snow biome with Philza, Techno, and Ghostbur for the past couple of months. I hope you’ve been doing good in L’manburg. Still being a good president I hope.
Tubbo: Yeah! We’ve built a lot of cool things around the land. I wish you were here to see it.
Tommy: About that… Me and Wilbur are coming to visit in a few days!
Tubbo: Wait- What?! Tommy you know Dream would never let you set foot on the SMP… Even if he’s been missing for the past few weeks I can’t go against the peace pact I made with him just so you can visit.
Tommy: About that… Just trust me ok? Just make sure you tell everyone that I’ll be visiting. Also make sure that you meet me by the docks before anyone else. Me and Wilbur will be there in a good three days around noon since we live so far away.
Tubbo: Well… Alright fine. I’ll meet you by the docks. Just make sure I don’t regret this… I don’t want you to die Tommy. I’ve got to go but I’ll talk to you later. I miss you man…
Tommy: I miss you too… I’ll see you soon.
Tommy soon put his communicator on his bedside table. He let out a sigh as he smiled. He would be able to see all his friends again. He could go home and have fun and watch the sunsets with his best friend… Even if it would only last a week. Maybe he could visit again for Christmas since it was December and said holiday was coming up. Maybe he could even convince Tubbo to let Techno back in just for Christmas. So then Tommy could spend the holidays with his entire family and group of friends… Tommy soon looked over at the small picture he had that was set on the table. It had a picture of everyone that lived in the Dream SMP before any wars or anything had started. Next to the compass was Tommy’s Tubbo compass that pointed him to home…
He couldn’t wait to visit home again…
Even if he was just visiting to help Dream...
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