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It was numbing... Everything around him felt so numbing, he couldn’t feel his face even when quackity bashed his fists on his face.

With all strength he had raised his hand to place on his face and carefully trailed the bruises and scars left behind by his tormentor, it stung.

He wonders still how he managed to get himself in this situation- quackity was certainly not in the plan he had with punz, hell the plan went to shit the day that fucker stepped into his cell and began torturing him for the book.

Sam still hasn’t said a word to dream like always... It kind of annoyed him knowing Sam wouldn’t even let him get a word in before shutting him down completely after somewhat healing him, he’d just leave the blonde alone in his cell for the Remainer of the day before quackity comes back.

It’s a cycle dream was forced to be apart in.

But today seemed... different? I guess you can put it that way- cause today Sam was the first to start a conversation. It threw the blonde off very off.. Why was sam talking to him? And why did it make it awkward and even Un comfy in a way.

As if the other read his mind cause suddenly stopped his bandaging his leg and had dream forcefully sit up with slight resistance. “You know its rude not to make eye contact with the person talking to you.” again- Sam had said something to dream, snappimg him out of his train of thoughts.

“What got you all chatty huh...? Had ponk not giving you attention much-? Hehe.” dream tried to joke and annoy Sam but he only received back the same stone-cold expression that he came in, the blonde felt his throat dry as he let out a small cough..

Jezz- what was up Sams ass today? - after for a good few minutes of sitting in pure silence and Sam taking care of his wounds was when dream noticed how touchy was Sam being-

 He gets the man must bandage him here and there, but he felt Sams hands caress his torso or legs, it really rubbed him off wrongly.. Maybe it was dreams imaginations and he was just touch starved.

After Sam finished up, he gathered his stuff and left his cell. It is as if the blonde held his breath the whole tie before being able to breathe again.

He was just imagining it.. Yeah, it was just his head playing tricks on him.

That’s it.

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It happened again-

Sam did it again but today went a little further.. He felt the wardens' hands travel the inward of his thighs caressing them lightly before hearing Sam say something to him.

“You need to eat more.. You’ve getting too skinny.” Sam said bluntly as he continued trailing his hands from his thighs up to dreams chest soothing out the bandages, he could have sworn he saw the bastard smile behind that gas mask of his.

“Yeah yeah.. Whatever could you just stop being so fucking touchy..?” dream slightly snapped wanting the touches to stop- he wanted to fucking stop and leave already like usually, why was Sam doing this to him now..? Is this a new tactic to lure the book out of dream?

He suddenly felt the warden's hand gently press up against his chin and move it to face Sam who was looking at dream with this whole new stare- it wasn’t with disgust or hatred but with was filled with need and calmness in it. Sam gently caresses dreams cheek with his thumb as he wanted to dream overreactive state.

“can't I touch and worry for what is mine?”

What.

Dream looked at Sam dumbfounded when that came out his mouth.. The hell did he mean by that? As dream went to pull away from the creepers touch only to be forced back to it and by this time with a harsher grip.

Dread began to fill dream as he began to stare at Sam with slight fear- he couldn’t feel his body moving.. He was frozen in place like a deer in headlights, feeling Sam push him up against the wall behind dream as Sams other hand began to unbutton the blonde's prison shirt.

Dream felt his breath quicken as he tried to fight Sam off him- he kicked, struggled and begged all to no avail. His chest and torso exposed by the hot heat but that was the least of dreams concerns-

“Sam stop! Seriously stop this isn't funny-.. Please stop-” he continued to beg but that only seemed to excite the other more.. Hearing the blondes panicked and fearful pleads for Sam to stop filled the creeper with twisted satisfaction.

“god. Your just perfect.” Sam mumbled mostly to himself as he removed his gas mask as his sharpish teeth were exposed, grinning widely down at dream, he allowed himself bury his face at the crook of drams neck. Pressing kisses onto his neck and little nibbles as he began to pull down the inmates' pants only to receive more struggling from the shorter were rather becoming annoying now.. “Stay still or I might break a bone or two to make you still.”

That threat alone made the blonde stop in his tracks, dream didn’t want to make his situation any worser than it is now- fuck fuck fuck fuck. Why was this happening to him...?! Isn't this too far?..

As if the other could feel the others worries Sam gently caress his knuckles against dreams cheek to try and  comfort the blonde. “don’t worry.. it'll be quick.” Sam mumbled before pressing his lips onto dreams and just deepened the kiss by the second.

Everything was getting too much for dream.. He felt himself slipping away from consciousness before everything turned dark.

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Dream soon awakened, blinking his eyes open and noticed he was laying down at his bed. He sat up and immediately regretted it as soon he did it- feeling his lower back even sorer than before..

Dream tried remembering what happen, when it hit him it hit him hard enough to make him jump out of his bed and puke at the other corner of the cell, Heaving slightly as he wiped the drool off his chin, god.. That happened- that really happened haha!.. and Sam did that.

Why.. why did he do this- did he have a thing for dream or some shit?!.. the blonde felt himself getting sick again as he quickly turned towards the corner if he needed to puke.

God, he didnt even want to think about anythinf right now..

With shaky legs he walked over the cauldron and looked at his reflection, he looked.. Cleaner? And fresher and new bandages were added on his neck and shoulders.

He couldn’t even feel grateful for the after treatment he received.. He just felt so dirty, and for the first time ever did he wish he could have died instantly in that moment- quackity might of tortured him but he would rather take that than what sam did to him.

When mentioning sam he realized that the creeper will come back, he will come back and he will do that again.. he felt his body tremble by the thought alone. Dream began to walk slowly over back to his bed, he went and hid unser the bpanket as if it would protect him from sam.

Suddenly he heard someone come, his heart began thumping realizing it was sam, fuck.

Sam seemed to stare down at dream, he knew the other was awake by his obvious trembling. He rolled his eyes pulling the blanket off of the blonde.

Dream was curled up hugging his knees close to his chest, he seem to start crying again and babbling pleadings for sam not to touch him. "Please.. please ill be good please- please dont touch me please." He babblee on as he stained his mattress woth his tears and immediately quiet up feeling sams hand on his shoulder gently rubbing it.

"Hey shhh.. its okay- its over now." Sam smiled as he set the tray aside and picked up dream as if he were a rag doll, positioning the blonde to sit on his lap and held him there tight. "Your fine stop being a baby.." he said nuzzling himself against dreams neck.

Dream just sat frozen in his seat, not moving even a abit as sam began to touch him around and seemed all too happy at dreams compliance of staying still, "good boy.. staying put so nicely for me- cmon stop crying its over now." Sam shushed softly at dreams whining.

Sam hugged the other close to him, he could feel dreams heartbeat.. it thumping so quickly like a scared little lamb, the creeper groan softly squeezing the shorter in his arms til he heard an uncomfortable sound come out of the blonde before releasing him abit. 

"I have to go and do something.." he suddenly said getting up and set dream back down, he picked up his axe and left as quick as he came leaving behind  dream alone.

Now dream could feel breath again.

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Dream felt relieved- yeah very odd to say dream can admit when in this type of situation, especially that quackity is the one in the cell with him, even if the duck was bashing his head against the obsidian wall and calling him every degrading word there is in the book.

Dreams had never felt safer than ever in a loong long time..  quackity was basically the only thing blocking the warden from coming here, he is so happy- he is so grateful that h-

But soon his train of thoughts stopped as he felt quackity kick him hardly at his stomach making the blonde kneel over and cough out some of the blood that came from quackity tearing out his teeth.. And yet he has never felt happier that quackity is still going on- he just sluggishly stared up at the annoyed duck, who seemed to catch on to that dream hasn’t been begging or complaining all that too much today.

So, he kneeled beside dream and gripped onto the blonde's messy hair and pulled up to have the goat sit up, “hey... What's wrong with you? Finally went insane dumb fuck..?” he asked but only receiving a slight nod from dream- the fuck? The duck thought before dropping the blonde onto the floor.

Yeah. Maybe he was bashing his head a little too much, it's no fun when toys sound, they make when you squeeze them doesn’t work. “Well, aren't you lucky..? Look- imma leave you alone for a little while so you get just a bit better kay?” The duck said expecting dream be happy or something.

But he just got the opposite when dream latched onto his leg and looked like you just threaten his life-

“quackity no!.. Please quackity don’t go please please-..! Im beggin you please quackity stay!” the blonde begged, just a little while longer- just a little more. But seeing the look of shock and even slight concern in quakitys face gave him a slight spark of hope the duck wouldn’t leave..

“dream..- what the fuck are you saying..?” quackity asked as slight nervous laughter came out the duck, he DEFINETLEY didn’t expect this- dream was basically begging him not to leave, ok he hit dream way too much on the head.

He shook dream off his leg as he felt now awkward on why the goat was doing it, “look.. I'm going to be gone for a few days, y’know? Let your brain be back to normal.” he informed as he began to collect his stuff.

Dream could only stare as his only thing to block sam from is leaving.. Oh, prime no- please don’t leave! Don’t leave me here alone with him..! Drea silently begged, as quackity was calling out for sam to bring back the bridge he could only stare and feel himself tear up even.

He watched as quackity was talking to sam but sam wasn’t staring at the duck no.. He was staring at dream with this look of arrogance, like they both know what this means when quackity just steps out of pandora, SAM knew what dream was just feeling in that moment now and knew that dream is in trouble.

“I'll be in the cell soon dream, stay tight.” sam said with a somewhat concerned voice when quackity seemed to stare back dream with slight pity.

“yeah.. Sam could you treat him a bit better? I think he got alittle brain damage yknow..?” quackity pointed it out to sam which the creeper just nodded and patted quackitys back as he began to lead the duck out of the control room and going through the guard way.

“You don’t worry about him quack, Ill handle him.” sam smiled giving a small squeeze at quackitys shoulder and received a smile back from the duck before he left.

Now..

Time to handle that little behavioral issue.

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Dream was picking his skin as blood began to trickle from his hand, Deam is panicking so bad that he feels like he will have a mental breakdown by just looking at sam. Pleasedontcomepleasedontcoepleaseontcome.

Was all blonde could think when trapped in this godforsaken cell- he began darting his eyes around the room, maybe- maybe he could find something to kill himself with, he couldn’t do this he would rather die than have sam touching him again.

But all went to hell when the lava lowered, even with his back turned dream knew that sam behind him.. He was behind him and staring at him.

“Turn around inmate.”

A sudden voice made him flinch, HIS voice more specifically- dream took a deep breath as he turned around, his head lowered looking down at floor.

He knew sam was coming.. The pearl he threw inside as he stood right in front of dream looking down at him.

“Inmate.”

“Oh, wow sam have you noticed what a nice floor I have..?”

“Inmate look at me.”

“But the floor sam its very nice to look at yknow? The color of it and it keeps you warm and all and and-”

Before even dream could finish his sentence, he was slammed back against of the wall, cornered like a small prey that was just caught by its predator.

He felt sam hands begin to caress his face and jaw, feeling kisses being pressed onto him making the blonde wanting to vomit right there, fuck-.. God why- he thought as sam scooped him off the floor and forcibly have his legs wrapped around the creepers hips.

“Why do you shy away from me when I did nothing but love you..?” sam asked with slight annoyed tone, he hated how dream was basically running and hiding away from him like Sams going to hurt him!

That made sam upset when he didn’t do anything to dream but give him a good time.. Sure, he had to pin the other when doing it but he knew dream liked it just as much as he did it.

“Stop acting like I am hurting you.. I am not hurting you.” sam tried explaining only to receive struggle and stubbornness from dream.

“you insane!..- you're delusional- you DID hurt me you sicko!..” dream yelled back as he tried to escape sams grip, as he was struggling he didn’t notice the dark look he had received from sam.. He looked pissed as if dream just offended him terribly.

Sam suddenly dropped dream onto the floor was when dream thought maybe he finally annoyed him enough to leave.

How wrong he was-

Sam pulled out syringe, making the blonde back away immediately only to be dragged back by the ankle to sam, “oh I'll show you how can I REALLY hurt you.. Quackity was treating you like a flower compared what I'll do.” sam muttered sticking the syringe in dreams arm as he injected the blonde with the liquid inside.

Dream was breathing heavily as he feared what was just injected inside him- feeling everything around get all blurry and get all like static.

The only thing he felt sams hands taking his pants off.

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Dream gasped as he suddenly came back for a minute, and he regrets waking up as he felt Sams tight grip on his hips and the thrusts that were overwhelmingly too fast, he felt hot tears running down his face as he moaned in pain and somewhat pleasure.

Fuck!- He felt like he was going to die! He sobbed as Sam was fucking into his cunt as the blonde gasped feeling his cunt twitch around Sams cock only to have the creeper speed up his movements making dream tremble under Sam.

“ahh..- fuck yes squeeze around my cock just like that whore.” Sam groaned noticing dream had woken up and took this as amazing moment to degrade the smaller and hear him cry out and moan under him.

Dream couldn’t hear anything very well.. It was still like static and he was babbling something- he was begging Sam to stop or just to slow down which were to no avail, he yelped feeling Sams cock dive deeper in his cunt towards his womb. Shit- dream was feeling close..- he doesn’t want this- why is his body liking this?!.

As if Sam read his mind he bent over slightly as he pulled dream close to his chest, “your body is way more honest yknow..? Your cunt is sucking me in at this point- ah!.. Fuck.” Sam groans as he continued his hard thrusts feeling close.

Dream tried shaking his head no- he didn’t want this, he didn’t- he felt like vomiting, dream is full blown sobbing at this point only the occasional moans or gasps when Sam hit a certain spot.. Fuck when will this end? Dream asked himself before he felt Sam his G-spot head on pushing the blonde over the edge as his cunt came hard leaving him all shakey as overstimulation began filling him.

Oh, prime make this hell over with!.. He begged to XD.

Moments later he felt warm jizz filling him, dream whined loudly panting heavily as the stood there catching their breaths..

Drea was blinking through the ears as he went to look down only to let out a slight surprised gasp.

His whole boy was littered with bites and nasty cuts.. What the hell happened? He asked himself before feeling Sam nuzzle to his neck purring and licking off the blood on the goat's shoulder. “Fuck you're so pretty like this. So damn pretty mmhh-” Sam was quite satisfied for today.. And yeah, he might have been a little rough with the blonde.

“You should have told me you had such a tight cunt.. Is this your first time or something?” sam joked but only received utter silence only occasional sniffles and sobs from dream.. Wait-

“it IS your first time- oh, ohoho..” sam grinned as he pulled out of dream with no warning, having the blonde yelp as sams jizz was basically dripping out of him with blood mixed in with it.

“let's get you cleaned up, ok?” Sam informed carrying dream bridal style.

Drea just nodded.

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Fresh clothes.. Fresh bandages..

He was cleaned head to toe so why did he still feel so dirty, so filthy...? Sam has come back to his cell with a tray of food as he sets it on dreams lap.

“See how nice I can treat you if you just behave? Do you think I want to hurt you?”

Yes.

“i don’t really but..” he stalled a bit before gripping onto dreams scalp and pulled his head back receiving a pained yelp. “Next time you do that shit again I'll break your legs and make sure you won't walk again.. Got it?” he threatened drooping the other when getting a quick nod.

“Good.” he replied getting up and pulled out a pearl.

“By tomorrow we are going to make you good again.. Every day we will have our own small lessons till you are good again.” and with that sam left, leaving dream with himself.

And he started to cry, he didn’t know if he was crying out of pain or relief that Sam left but he was crying and he could stop them, with a Shakey hand he picked up spoon and began to eat the soup that was made for him though the tears.

The soup was delicious.

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As sapnap was doing the dishes he felt sudden hands on his shoulders, he jolted up a bit and turned around quickly as he half expected it was dream.. but it wasn’t- it was Karl looking surprised with his hands up defensively.

“You good babe..?” karl asked looking at sapnap with worry, he stepped closer as he took the other hands into his, he traced his thumb over the others palm. “Are you still worried about dream escaping..? Nick it's okay he won't be getting out anytime soon.” he tried reassuring his fiancé but only managed to get a nod from him.

“I know he isn't escaping.. But you know he is.” he mumbled, bringing Karls hand up to his face as he nuzzled into the familiar hands of his lover.. “Especially after the tommy incident.” he suddenly mentioned his sad look turning into an irritated one, “I was dumb enough to listen to that bastard for so long..” he sighs feeling guilt wash over him by all the wars that happened.

Karl frown as he stroked sapnaps cheek, “hey.. Come on ow that was all in the past babe- unlike dream you changed and making a country for people who wish to live peacefully..” he explained as he placed a soft kiss onto his temple.

“and who knows? Maybe prison will help dream and he will better.” he hummed and saw a faint smile on sapnaps mouth which made the brunette happy-

“You’re right.. I shouldn’t dwell on the past for too long huh?” he said as he pulled karl into his embrace, hugging the other close as he felt the luckiest man ever to be with the brunette, “maybe I should visit dream huh..?”

“You should.. At least for closure?”

“Yeah.. Closure.”

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It's already been two days since the incident.. Sam hasn’t tried anything else with dream but occasional cuddles or kisses, which made want the blonde to rip his skin off at every kiss was pressed onto his skin.

Right now, he was brushing his hair with a comb Sam gave him for ‘good behavior’ he grimaced at it but tried to shake the feeling off and continue brushing through his long curls, it was comforting in a way.. It somehow reminded him of when puffy brushed through his hair as a child.

Those were just memories now aren't they..?  memories he could only reply in his head over and over like tapes, he has no one to blame but himself.. No matter how much he tries to reason tommy was cause of this pain and suffering at the end he is still the one prison and lonely, so yeah.. Too late to now realize he is the bad guy now huh?

As dream continued dwelling on the past, movement and voices of two Indvidual's caught his attention quite quickly.. He sat up as he stared over at the lava wall, that was weird.. Quackity wasn’t supposed to come back till tomorrow? Eh.. He probably lost patience or was in a very shitty mood.

What he didn’t expect was to see sapnap across his cell, staring back at dream.. He didn’t seem happy to see dream either so why was he here? Fuckk- was he here to torture him too for the book..? Or maybe something worser.

He gulped down a forming lump in his throat, of course sam wouldn’t tell him he was getting a visitor.. This was a test from the sicko, wasn’t it? God, he feels like vomiting.

Sapnap stepped inside the cell and noticed immediately dreams pale expression seeing he came, more importantly his mask as gone too.. Finally, he can see the fuckers face and have some emotion from him without that emotionless smiley mask in the way.. Dream looks more humane like this.

“Hello dream..” sapnap was the first to start the conversation as he looked down at the blonde. “noticed the mask is gone.. Slight improvement I might say- you actually look human.” he snapped unintentionally, fuck its hard talking with the other without sounding angry.

Dream just stared back at sapnap flabbergasted, he was sure the other would never come and see him again. “I-.. Um, yeah hi..” he replied feeling awkward under sapnaps gaze especially with his mask off- he feels naked without it and really doesn’t like talking about it. 

“I guess so..” dream mumbled as he kept his eyes trained on his lap.

Sapnap huffed slightly.. Why was dream acting so damn different? Acting anxious around sapnap like he was the one behind bars. “Is that all you have to say..? Not like I didn’t expect but just wow.” he snapped crossing his arms.

Dream clenched the sheet beneath him as began to tear up, fuck fuck fuck- why does he get so emotional around sapnap or george..? He kept turning his had away his head as he tried keep his voice steady, “i..- yeah sorry. Just I'm not sure what to say to you.. I did expect you to ever come back.”

“well unlike you dream I don’t just abandon people..” sapnap snaped further making dram wince slightly by the other words, “you're lucky I'm talking to you at all after all the shit you put us through.”.

“pandas im-”

“don't call me pandas. You don’t deserve to call me that yet.”

“sorry.”

Silence filled the room as both parties didn’t know what to say, sapnap was looking at dream and dream was looking away from sapnaps way, he felt shame and guilt burn at his skin as he couldn’t meet the other eyes.

“I heard you were doing good I prison.. I suppose that’s good- just hope you don’t suddenly get all shitty again and ruin what little contact we have.” sapnap leaned back against a wall looking down at dream, he noticed the bandages wrapped around his neck and arms. “Whats with the bandages..?”

Dream just stayed quiet as sapnap talked only seeming to react when asked about the bandages.. “their uhh- from throwing myself into the lava and some punishments for trying to escape.” He partly said the truth as he knew for a fact sapnap would not believe a word that would come out of dreams mouth if he were to mention torture or.. Sam.

“of course..” sapnap uttered with a sigh “no ones going to feel bad how much you throw yourself in the lava dream so quit it..- and maybe don’t try escaping if you don’t to be hurt.” sapnap scolded but was also still deep inside still worried about dream and doesn’t want to see someone he considered once a brother hurt.

Dream was quiet as he nodded, sapnap was kind of right anyways..  no matter what dream does it just leads him to nothing but more suffering- techno probably just forgot about him at this point. “I'll keep that in mind.” he responded as he finally looked at sapnap with tired eyes.

Sapnap was a little weird seeing Dream’s face.. He had seen it before- he was just so used to the mask that now he doesn’t feel like he is staring at the same dream all those months ago. “good.. - I'd be happy if you stop causing trouble for this server and yourself from now on.”

“I understand.”

“good.”

Again, they sat in silence.. Sapnap sighs as he feels like he got enough closure for today- “I'll get going.. Ill visit again but don’t expect it often- I have my own life dream.” he explained as he left behind a ham sandwich wrapped around in a napkin. “here.. You’ve got skinnier.”

And with that sapnap turned away and called out to Sam to let him out.

Dream just sat where he was, watching sapnap leaving his view as the lava wall came back.. Once everything was blocked away from his vision dream looked over at the ham sandwich as he took it.

That went good..? Dream thinks as he began to eat the sandwich.

He soon heard footsteps and the lava lowering.. He knew sam was coming so he continued eating his sandwich.

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“I kind of excepted him to punch you..” suddenly sam was right beside him and tugging dream close by his side, “also thought you might were going to start blabbering about us.” he grinned as he let his hand snake up to dreams face and turned the blondes head to look at sam, he hummed caressing over dreams cheek as he looked into lifeless green jade eyes.

“You really think I'm that dumb to start trusting you like that?” he asked as sam touch began to hurt, the wardens digging his claws into the others face making dream flinch under him. “don't treat me as if I'm stupid dream.. Or ill get mad.” he threatened softly and getting a small nod.

Relived sam stopped as began to kiss over the scratched-up places and bruises he left behind, he sneered as he nuzzled into dreams neck pressing some kisses there. “I like it when you're quiet.. It makes you so much prettier.”

Dream scrunched up his nose in disgust but kept quiet as sam ran his fingers through his hair, he truly wonders how long it would be he will have to deal with this, maybe he gives the book quackity might just end his already miserable life? but he doesn’t think that'll ever happen ever since of sams new found obsession in him.

“I hate you.. I hate you so so much.” dream let out as he bit back tears. He hated him.. He hated this prison he hated his own damn life- why can't he just die and rot in this place.

Sam snickered slightly as he pressed soft kisses onto dreams jaw, even with the gentle soft affection he is giving sam could break dream right now with no hesitance.. Him and dream know this all too well- that’s why sam loves him so well- dream knows him so well.. And he knows dream.

They are inseparable- and one day dream will love him back just as much.

“i love you too..”

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Quackity knew he would be successful one day, though he didn’t know he was going to make his own empire! What could life do for you huh..?

He thought as he watched over the rest of the people in the casino murmur to themselves and playing casino games or making deals here and there.. And there was him- sitting in his VIP booth with those he considers allies and sipping onto some whiskey coke.

But of course, not all days could go perfect, quackity groan to himself when seeing a well too familiar face walk in. A tall brunette with red framed glasses and that disgusting trench coat he wears almost all the time.. ah yes Wilbur soot- his aka ‘rival’.

He got up from his seat to go and handle the trash, hearing snickers and jokes from the group as one of them piped up,   “aweee.. Did Wilbur over to visit his boyfriend on break?” it was purpled who made the comment- of course that brat would.. He thought as frustration began to fill him, “oh shut up you little shit- I swear your lucky I even am letting you sit here with your age.” quackity reminds only getting an eyeroll and flip off by purpled in return which he snickered at considering it a win.

It seemed like Wilbur had ordered some wine for himself while smoking a cigarette. Those cigarettes always had a strong smell for an odd reason. Once he came up to Wilbur, he tapped his shoulder to get his attention, when ignored quackity tapped harder which this time seemed and got the bastard to turn around. “Oi ass you know you aren't allowed here..”

“ahh... quackity my beloved rival.” Wilbur grinned raising his hand up to stroke the ducks jaw which in return got his hand smacked away quickly, “how cold..” he teased as he giggled lightly only to get a more of a reaction out of the duck.

“Get the fuck out now.” quackity repeated himself as he began getting irritated, Wilbur will never learn, will he? He won't understand the goddamn concept about being BANNED, “did you eat too much sand as a child to have you this fucking stupid..?” he asked with hint of sarcasm in his voice which Wilbur merely smiled at him for.

“I cannot help but come here though Q.. I do enjoy the atmosphere and of course you running over to me just to talk to me!” Wilbur remarked as he saw from the side how quick quackity left his booth just to come over and yell at him.. How sweet of him indeed. He thought not ever dropping that grin he walked in with.

“What the fuck you mean me running here to just chat with you?! HA don’t make me laugh soot.” quackity immediately defended himself as he stared at Wilbur accused him off.. As if he would care what this bastard does- he as a matter of fact can go die in a ditch if he wishes! He was just protecting his country nothing more.

Just hearing quackity try and defend himself was amusing enough for Wilbur.. Finally getting his drink as he picked it up and took a couple sips from, “making you laugh..? Do I make you that cheery when I'm around Mr. president?” he asked as he grinned widely as he towered over the duck looking down at him with fondness.

“when your around I want to bang my head against a wall every time.” he snapped back as he watched Wilbur snicker to himself and cover his face.

“How hurtful indeed you are..” Wilbur sigh out as he got up and pat quackitys shoulder, “call me one day actually..?” he whispered into the duck's ear before leaving as instructed.

“Maybe I will.” quackity muttered to himself as he sat where wilbur was and ordered himself wine.

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Dream woke up rather strangely today..  First off, he didn’t wake up in pain or that familiar sore in his back, second off he got his clock back- his clock.. Huh it's been while since he knew what the time was- it was the morning?  he thought, tilting his head at the clock before hearing a familiar voice close by.

“You like it..?” Sam out of no where asked.

Dream almost jumped out of skin almost and turned his head over at Sam, “what the fuck Sam..?!” asked dream gripping onto his shirt uniform as goosebumps flared up his skin. “You scared me..” he muttered looking back at clock and he has to say he does like the new clock.. This time he won't do a single thing to it- “the clock.. thanks.” dream thanked him even if he dreads the words leaving his mouth.

“awe. That’s nice of you dream to thank me” Sam sing song as he embraced dream into his arms and stuffed his snout into the smaller neck.

As they stayed there in utter silence Sam had spoken up again but this time in a more upset tone, “ quackity is going to come today.. I kind of don’t want him to yknow? I don’t like the way he touches you or talks to you these days.” Sam huffed as if he were complaining to his lover in jealousy.

Dream just rolled his eyes as he sighs staying quiet cause he is really the only one happy quackity is coming back.. Though it is surprising to see Sam being jealous- almost dream laugh at the audacity.

“Why don’t you just give the book?”

The sudden question made dream freeze and think over it, Sam was a little right.. Why doesn’t he give the book? It might help him.. Maybe quackity would be oh so merciful and take away his last life so dream doesn’t have to spend another second in this godforsaken prison that drain every little life inside of him.

Maybe he should give it up.

“I will.”

Sam looked at dream with disbelief of what he said, did he catch that right? Dream is going to give up the book?? He asked himself as a rush of joy and pride filled him, “oh dream you have no idea how much this makes me happy..! You have no idea what big step you're taking in improvement.” Sam immediately began letting praises fall out of his mouth as he pressed gentle kisses onto dreams face.

Dream stayed silent and let himself be praised.. For once Sam isn't insulting or hurting him.

It kind of feels nice..

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He felt dizzy- dizzy and numb at the same time. He tried to focus his blurred vision.. God quackity had hit him hard- the fucker didn’t even ask or let him say anything before he began swinging at dream. He was grabbed by the hair making him hiss out in pain immediately and him sit up.

“God you're getting tired by just that...? Youd been getting weak mutt.” quackity degraded as he dropped dream quite harshly having the blonde groan in pain and curl up for any more future attacks against him, “ah come on. Stop acting like a sensitive bitch.” quackity spat as he began getting annoyed at dreams wimpish act before kicking at the blonde's stomach earning a yelp which he grinned at.

“now I got a little question to ask if you don’t mind oh dear dreamy..” quackity said as he checked over his talons and noticed they needed some sharping by how little they cut through dreams back, “will you tell me information on the boo-...” Before dream could finish, he was interrupted by the goat.

“I will-..”

“Huh...?”

It is as if time had stopped between them and they were stuck in eternal eye contact, “what did you say?” quackity asked, wanting dream to repeat himself to see if he heard wrong while a big grin was plastered on his face.

“I said I will do it..” dream repeated to himself as quackity beginning to giggle before manically laugh out in finally doing it.

Finally, after a year and a half quackity managed to break the tyrant that is dream! He finally got the revival book THE revival book! He looked through his inventory pulling out a quill and empty book and threw at dream, “start writing mutt.” quackity demanded was watched Shakey hands pick up the book and begin to write.. god he was writing it, the real shit! “Better be legit dream or I swear ill hang your head at my wall.” he threatened since this could have been the last time he did.

Drea stayed quiet as he wrote down all the information of the revival book down into the book and of course the instructions, he just wanted all this over with. He thought bitterly as he finished and carefully handed the book to quackity which the duck snatched away harshly and began to read over the information and instructions only having his grin widen every minute.. “Finally.” He heard quackity mutter.

Quackity turned around and took out his axe and raised it up, “I'll be quick dreamy..  good job for handing over the only thing that was ever useful about you!”.

Dream watched as h shut his eyes waiting for it and accepted his death.. may lady death be merciful on him.

Yet..

He hadn't felt the hit yet- he hesitantly opened his eyes just to see sam throwing quackity away from dream, dream stared in shock as quackity got up and seemed pissed. “What the fuck Sam!?.. We have the book now why the hell did you suddenly threw me you ass?!” quackity demanded answers but was only left with silence.

“You must leave now.. You got the book now you don’t have to come back here.” Sam instructed as he was shoving quackity away from dream and towards the bridge, quackity of course was struggling and trying to stop Sam from making him leave.

“Sam stop! We can finally kill him now, he is useless!! “ quackity tried to reason but only got a harder shove from Sam.

“I said leave.. No one now touches what is mine- this prison is mine and everything thats within it.”

Dream felt a little awkward now.. It's not this was Sams first time treating him if he were a mere object, but he had never done it around when others were around.

Quackity stared at Sam with slight disbelief as he this time stepped back, “did you.. Did you just say that.. like actually your not joking? -” quackity hesitantly asked which he just received a nod that had the color of quackitys face drain, “I..- I'm not sure what to say Sam.. Yeah, let's just leave- i dont wanna be here.” he said as he turned away not being able to look at dream.

When the two-leave dream was left in the cell alone to process what had just happened- now with even quackity dream was looked at differently. No- no.. Quackity still hated him and wanted to kill him- he doesn’t pity dream he never did.

He hugged his knees as he stared with his non bruised eye up at his clock.

It's now the afternoon.

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Some time passed, time without quackity or anyone else from the outside world. And when dream means some time, he means fucking months.. God ever since he gotten his clock, he couldn’t help but stare at it for long periods of time, well he didn’t have any other sort of f entertainment- the only interaction he has is from sam and occasional letters from sapnap telling him how he was and what he was doing and all that shit.

Yeah, they all have fucking lives except for him sitting in his cell for God knows how long anymore.. Even with no torture being inflected on him he was miserable, and sam’s not helping with everyday testing his temper.

Speaking about sam where was he? He usually isn't late for his visits with dream.

Eh.. Why does he care? He won't see the dick bothering him.

But sadly, all good must come to an end when he hears the familiar steps that are from no other than sam himself.

“Your late..” the blonde huffed as he stared at lazily, he went back to staring his clock. It's past the afternoon by now.

Sam chuckled lightly as he came over to dream and to be holding what it seems to be are flowers, “you know I am busy dear.” sam reminded as he set the flowers on top of the chest before letting himself next to dream on the bed.

“Sorry to ask- and sorry I literally have nothing to do here but stare at my fucking clock and wait for you.” he snapped at the creeper not seeming in the mood.

Sam raised his brown and frowned lightly, he extends his hand out and turned dreams face up to look at him, “what's wrong with you.. Why are you pissy today.” he asked in a slightly annoyed tone.

“I- uh.. It's nothing. I'm just bored I guess.. Sorry.”  He was quick to apologize since he didn’t want to get on sams bad side right now, he just snapped which he must make sure he doesn’t repeat.

“u-huh..”

“Anyways- how was your day.” dream asked as he got off the bed and walked sluggishly over to the chest and picked up the flowers, he took a slight sniff of them which the flowers smelt fresh and nice.. It was some tulips and daisies which dream kind of appreciates as he stored the flowers into his chest.

“It was good.. I helped tommy with some building than went over to kinoko kingdom cause sapnap wanted me to give you another letter.”

Dream slightly tensed at the name of tommy, fuck it has been a while since he heard about the kid.

“He did?.. Cool I'll read it letter, you can just set it on my bed I guess.”

“Hey dream?”

“Yeah sam..?”

Unusual- sam hardly calls him by name for months.

“I was thinking.. Why don’t we get engaged.”

“huh..”

The question seemed to come out of nowhere and really struck dream hard.

“Engaged! Look I know it seems early, but I think we should take our relationship to the next level.”

No, no, no. This wasn’t supposed to happen right now! He isn't mentally prepared yet to be married with sam- no he can't do this! He must find an excuse for this to not happen.

“I don’t know about now sam.. I- I don’t think people would accept our marriage especially tommy.”

“that's true..”

Phew.. Finally, the man has come to common sen-

“Then why don’t we have tommy come visit so you two talk!”

HUH.

“sam no- tommy wouldn’t want to fucking to talk to me let alone look at me!”

“I'll convince him to come! And I'm very sure you won't try anything with him this point of time.”

Sam said getting off the bed and walked up to the other and rest his hand onto the blonde's shoulder and a gave a tight squeeze that make the shorter shrink slightly.

“Right?”

“Yeah right.. I just don’t think tommy would want to see me sam. And it's not just tommy the other matter too.”

“don't worry yourself too much about the others.. I don’t think they would care. Pluss, you have to worry about making tommy like you!”

‘Oh my god.. I'm screwed’ dream thinks as he gives a nervous smile and nods.

“Yeah, your right!..”

“Also, Be nicer, won't you?”

“of course, sam.”

“your just so sweet.”

He mumbled as he lowered himself down and pressed a kiss onto the blonde's cheek which dream reluctantly allowed.

“Then tomorrow its scheduled.”

Sam said as he picked up his gas mask and put it back on.

“I have to go now but you stay good, okay? Bye.”

“Bye.”

And just like that sam left just as quick as he did when he arrived, now leaving the blonde with his worries as dream crumbled down onto the floor as he fiddles with his fingers. What is he supposed to do now? He will have to see tommy tomorrow and talk to the little shit- God Day by day everything just seems to get worser for him!

He isn't ready to get married- the only person he really married was Fundy but as you see that shit went south.

He is utterly fucked- why couldn’t have sam just let quackity kill him in that moment and made everyone else fucking happy!

He groans quietly as he picked himself up and laid in his bed, he suddenly remembered the letter sapnap sent him, so he took it as he opened the envelope and read what was inside.

< Dear dream.>

‘So formal’ he thought as he snickered slightly.

<I've been doing well in my kingdom; we had gotten new citizens and built new places around. It's really cool maybe one day you could see it.>

‘What a way to rub it in sap.’ he rolled his eyes at slightly as sapnap knew dream won't be getting out of prison any time soon.

<George has been asking about you, so he asked me to ask you ‘how are you doing in prison.’  it's probably not the best and your maybe bored.>

Does sapnap have fucking cameras on him or what?

<tommy has been lurking around too- rumor has it he wanted to visit you at prison, but I am not too sure if it's true or not.>

WAIT HUH-

Dream read over that line repeatedly worrying if his sight had gotten bad after being in the dark for so long.

<but yeah, nothing more than that.. Also heard you were doing good in prison from sam- who knows you might come out earlier for->

“Good behavior.. Love pandas.”

Okay this whole letter has been nothing but sapnap making fun- but he knows damn well the tommy part wasn’t no joke- that meant that tommy probably will come tomorrow.

FUCKKKKK.

When he doesn’t want to see tommy, the little shits just seem to love to do the opposite of whatever dream does-

If he still had his communicator, he would have tried to shoo tommy away from coming to see him.

God. He will see what will happen by morning, I guess.

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Next morning had come by earlier than expected, dream was doing circles around his cell. Sam this morning wouldn’t answer his questions but only said tommy was coming.

Everyone just seems to love not to tell dream anything for the fucking humor of it, but as he was pacing around, he heard 2 voices. Sams muffled one and a voice he couldn’t forget if he even tried.. It was Tommy's voice of course-

“Good prime please have mercy on me.”

He mumbled to himself as he stared at the lava as it lowered down having to face tommy and of course the brat was looking back at him with that idiotic grin.

“DREAAAAM! Long time no see man!”

The blonde screeched making dream grit his teeth at slightly, having to forget how loud tommy can be- but he didn’t respond only staying quiet only giving a little wave to have sam stop staring daggers at him.

“Why aren't you talking- whaaaat? Prison made you quiet man?”

Tommy asked snickering slightly with having sam not too far away chuckle at softly at himself.

Dream seemed to have forgotten how annoying tommy was too.

Tommy had gotten over at cell and now was in it with dream, sam said tommy had 30 minutes with dream but before he left, he made gesture to the goat- gesture he is still watching so he has to be careful what he says or does before the lava fully closes.

Dream sighs slightly before looking at the blonde annoyed on whatever he wants.

“Oh, come one.. Don’t act like I was just thrilled to see you- I came here cause puffy told me that exposure therapy could help me not be as afraid to be out.”

Puffy.. Dream doesn’t know how she is doing; he hardly believes she even considers him his kid anymore.

“luckilyyy sam wanted me and you to have some chat and shit. I also have some questions to ask you.”

Dream raises his brow slightly, he had questions for dream? How fucking hilarious.

He is made to sit here and answer fucking questions by the last person he wants to see, and it isn't like he could tell tommy to fuck off unless dream wanted a new shade for his eyes or see how durable his bones are util they break.

“Ok.”

 “wha- I didn’t expect you to agree willingly! Heyy who knows maybe big Q kicked your ass enough to have you be nicer”

Of course, quackity would go around and brag about that and dream isn't doing this willingly but of course tommy doesn't have to know that.

“My first question is why.”

“Why? - why what.”

Okay this kid had to be fucking specific cause dream is no damn mind reader-

“Why did you make everyone suffer- like Lmanburg wasn’t a big deal but you just had to ruin it!”

Ah that.. He was still upset about that?

“Even if I give you a reason would you go happily with it?”

“No reason is good enough to what happen to lmanburg and me, but I want to hear it.”

Of course. Dream thought as he sighs.

“I guess just felt like it was ruining the peace that the smp had before.. That it divided people.”

He said it as honestly as he could, yet not sure if it would be good enough.

“But why did you target specifically me man! What did I do to you for you to screw me up like that.”

“You didn’t do anything okay! I just thought you were the reason for all the problems of the server-”

“That isn't an excuse.”

 “I know it isn't- it’s a reason, but why does it matter anymore? I'm stuck in here and you're out there with all your friends and people who care about you.”

Dream seemed to get a bit jealous as he mentioned Tommy's friends and family and the freedom he has now, unlike him- he knows he drove those said friends away, but he couldn’t help but feel so fucking jealous.

“Man, we could have gotten along if you just stopped.”

“Well, it's too late I guess huh?”

Dream said with an annoyed smile as he looked away, how long has it been anyways..? Tommy should just lea-

“What if it isn't too late.”

What.

“what?..”

“What if.. We could still repair it.”

“Okay tommy, I'm actually getting worried if you're okay up there.”

He snickered slightly at Tommy's idea- as if he means it.”

“No- dream I'm serious man. We could try a new again.”

Oh, shit he was being serious- dream thinks as he looks at tommy with a confused look before staring down.

“I mean.. I don’t mind.”

“Okay- well.. Hi I'm tommy.”

“I'm dream.”

The two Exhange a handshake and continue from there, they sat there having mindless conversations and asked each other questions before they knew it Tommy's time was up, and he had to go.

“I guess times up- this conversation was good. But I'm still unsure about you, okay? This one convo doesn’t change anything- you have still have some work to do so we can be friends.”

He reminds not wanting dream to think he trusts him fully and he can fully forget the past.

“I guess bye.. enjoy prison?”

He says with an awkward smile before turning away and heading towards the bridge to leave.

As tommy left dream by himself, the goat couldn’t help but feel that whole convo to be surreal, he was happy but also wasn’t. This just made his situation with sam not the best since the goat has no more excuses why to stop their engagement.

And of course, his opinion wont heard- even if he tells sapnap or tommy of his situation sam could easily twist it and there goes his only two interactions other than sam- so he might have to suck it up.

He is exhausted- so exhausted he will worry about all his problems tomorrow.

Yeah tomorrow.

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Some days had passed since Tommy's visit, and dream can't help but feel a little better these days. Sure, he got only 2 people to like him from the server- but hey that’s something isn't it?

He isn't sure if sam counts cause dream a lot of mixed emotions from the other.. He could be very affectionate and lovey but the very next minute he could be threatening or hurting dream over the stupidest thing.

Dream doesn’t love sam that’s for sure.. Maybe he just likes the only short times where sam is affectionate- hell dream feel stupid for even liking sam’s touches after everything the sick fuck did.

Does that make him sick? I mean he was already not mentally there so this could also mean in some way him trying to get some stability of normality in his life. Even if that’s receiving the littlest affection from the warden.

He laughs haplessly at himself; he couldn’t help it- all this way too fucking shitty that it's even funny!

God maybe some miracle will come that'll put him out of his misery.

That was just hopeful thinking anyways..

While he was sulking in bed, he heard footsteps making the blonde scowl and sit up from his resting. It was of course sam who came in and to be seemingly holding a bag?

Weird..

Dream thinks as sam greeted him as usual with some flowers and a kiss on his cheek, sam had put the bag on top of the chest and began to look through it again and made sure he had everything he needed in it.

Dream seemed to have gotten more and more curious about what the other had that he couldn’t help but ask.. “what's in the bag?”

Sam turned his attention on dream and smiled ruffling the blonde's hair, “oh. You'll see it soon! It's a Suprise.” he answered and couldn’t help giggle slightly at ream uncomfortable shiver from the word of ‘Suprise.’ sam can admit that his surprises can be a lot.. Plus, this will only hurt for a moment.

“For fuck's sake sam, you know how much I dislike surprises..” dream mumbled looking away, he used to like surprises really- but not anymore in here, in this place it makes everything you loved or even slightly liked into shit.

“oh, come on honey.. It’s a good one this time!”

“Is it my freedom in that bag..?” he snapped, receiving a stern look back making him quiet down.

“Ha ha.. But no- well maybe.” sam answered and turned back onto the bag and finally pulled out something, a weakness potion.

Dream was glaring at the pot with wide eyes, wondering what sam is planning to use that for and why.. He remembered the last time that thing was used against him, and it was the 2nd time of the r- mm. When sam force himself onto him.

“Drink this.”

Suddenly sam’s voice had brought him back when the nudged the pot into his hand, dream sweated as he held it and was looking at sam and the pot back and forth.

“Can I ask why..?” he asked softly to at least be prepared.

“Now if I tell you that'll just ruin the Suprise!” he stated as if that dream feels any better at all drinking this.

After some minutes of anticipation, dream forced himself to drink the half-filled pot, covering his mouth immediately from puking it out, he managed to swallow the whole thing down as he brought his hand down slowly as he coughed and panting lightly.

“Very good! Now.. For the surprise.” sam with a cheery tone said as he went through the bag and pulled a metal bat.

Dream eyes widened at the weapon and wanted to sit up but the effects of th pot was taking over that left him stuck- dreams breath began to quicken as he tried to move or at least crawl away with no results.

“SAmm- sammm!.. what are you doing honey??..- haha jokes over come on.” dream began to babble as dream were forming already, HOLY SHIT- The fuck did he do now? Did he piss off somehow!?

“shh.. It's okay it'll be quick dear.”

‘Oh, that was easy to fucking say when you are the one holding the bat!..’ dream thought as he continued to struggle until he felt sam hand wrap around his ankle and dragged him off the bed making him fall onto the obsidian floor, he let out a pained noise but didn’t let hm distract the worser pain looming over him.

“Now dream I don’t want you squirming or moving.. Or it'll hurt more.” sam suggested, positioning dreams legs in a certain way.

“SAM PLEASE- WHATEVER YOUR PLANning stop!-” dream screamed, feeling hot tears go down his cheeks.

" Shh.. It's fine. It's okay just close your eyes.’

Just before dream could open his mouth and beg some more, there was sickening crack that could be heard and it seemed to be coming from dream.

The pain he felt was so enormous that he couldn’t explain it in words. Thus, he resulted in expressing himself by screaming out in pain.

Before he could even get over the first hit sam swinged again breaking his other ankle making dream scream into his hand to muffle himself- God the pain was truly overwhelming.. But also, something he felt familiar with.

“See? I told you id be quick.” sam reminded as he scooped the shriveled-up goat and carefully laid him on the bed earning a pained hiss from the blonde.

“What type of fucking surprise is this!?..” he barked out, his legs felt so so cold et numb at the same time. He couldn’t stop crying as he coughed and gasping for air.

“oh, this isn't the surprise you silly..” sam corrected as dream stared at sam in disbelief.

“huh..?”

“i just did this for a ‘ ‘just in case ‘ ‘ situation you know??” he explained as he rubbed dreams back in a way to comfort the other, “hey hey.. Calm down, take a breather.” he reminds.

“sam what is the damn surprise..?” dream asked, it’s the least sam ould fucking do after breaking his damn ankles.

“a ring.”

“You broke my fucking legs over a damn ring!?..”

For a shitty ring dream got hurt- a damn ring of all damn things! If sam said he just, did it out of fun he would accept it better than a shitty ring.

“This ring is special.”

“how so..”

Dream annoyed already asked.

“This ring holds the one thing you mostly want- your freedom.”

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“My freedom..?”

“mhm. Isn't the most thing you wanted?”

Dream stared down at his legs, they were twitching at times, the darkish purple bruise forming on both of his ankles.. Two of his ankles for the chance of freedom.

“yes.” he reluctantly answered.

“Then you will wear this ring and be with me for that freedom.. It's truly your only way- but your decision after all- I don’t mind coming visiting you here forever and tell the others you can't change.”

There was a quiet moment, dream was thinking over his choices.

One has him not marrying sam but stay here forever till he dies.

The other is he can finally be out, but it means marrying sam.

“i choose..-”

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Tommy was with both bad and puffy, they were helping tommy build something for which was a dumb tower which they didn’t mind since they had nothing else to do.

“Tommy where should I put this?” bad asked where to place the cobble stone.

“uhh--.. On top of here-” the blonde pointed which where the demon placed over.

“Towers looking best toms.. But what's it for?”

Puffy asked, slightly worried now the kid had some ideas for it.. Tommy had been getting in therapy, but it still has puff worried over what tommy will do in case that damn green snake tries to do anything with tommy- when she heard that dream was getting out of prison she almost immediately to question the fuck was going through sam’s mind.

“oh!- it's just for spying, y’know? Plus, I might see dream and I could jump ‘im!”

The blonde joked as he laughed lightly, which got the other two curious.

“tommy aren't you worried about seeing dream out..?”

“i meannn.. Yeah of course but a little excited!”

‘excited..?’ puffy question in her head, now really confused the hells going on.

“ tommy.. Whatever he said back when you visited him, don’t trust it- what did you two even talk about?”

Puffy asked as he began to grow suspicious.

“puffy I don't think that’s our business-”

Bad chimed in.

“Yeah, it isn't.. That was only between me and dream.”

Tommy stood sternly not wanting to talk about what he and dream chatted about.

“fine.”

Puffy bit back from questioning more and continued with the building, but she oh so must tell Niki about this-

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Dream wasn’t honestly not having the worst time.. Sure he was living in fully with Sam alone and the place they were at was not that known and far away but the creeper would leave work at times so dream mostly stayed by himself the whole day.

No- that’s not the bad part, it was the people! God they would just barge in to either talk to threaten dream.. Saying stuff like “don’t think about going after tommy-” or “don’t try running off and doing something dumb.” how ironic is that as if they don’t see him a whole damn wheel chair- but he wouldn’t say that of course.. He would just nod along and agree with their bullshit.

Worst visits were from puffy and George- god it as such a pain.. With puffy’s damn questioning and Georges nagging about marrying sam..

He doesn’t see why George cares so much! He didn’t visit dream once when he was locked up.

Though he doesn’t blame him much either since sam didn’t let people come in a lot during quackity’s visits.

Anyways..

Dream just woke up from his sleep, rubbing his tired eyes and yawned out.

 He hissed softly covering his eyes since he still isn’t used to the sun or any bright light.. It was really a pinch of reality to show him he was really out of prison and in here.

He felt something move around in the bed and wrap its arms around his waist, he groaned in annoyance knowing it was sam.

 He turned over to look at the creeper who just stared back at dream sleepily.

“morning..” he greeted with tired voice, as he brought one of his hands up to stroke over the blondes cheek- dream who reluctantly accepted it.

“yeah yeah.. Morning to you too.” he responded, he doesn’t want to be too of an ass just yet.. He carefully sat up from the bed and glanced around the room- nothing too special.

 not too big and not too small either.

The bathroom was inside the room too, it was to accommodate dream whenever he needed to go to the bathroom and not travel too much, fran was sleeping in her doggy bed not too far away from their bed.

 It seemed like from their talking and moving around it woke her up which made her all too excited and hopped onto to bed to greet her owners.

Dream liked fran.. He smiled as she licked his face and hopped around the bed as her tail shook excitedly to get the day started.

“now fran.. Calm down girl- we just woke up.” sam lightly scolded as he pulled her over gently by the collar to which fran obeyed and got down the floor and sat down waiting for them.

“good girl.” he praised before looking at dream, he was swooning by the sight of the goat alone.

Seeing him in his bed and waking besides him almost made him feel giddy. “you hungry..? I could make something for us real quick.” he asked And he was ready to start up the stove to make breakfast.

Dream face twisted into something sam couldn’t describe but cautious,, it seemed like dream still doesn’t trust him in feeding him, he frown as he really wanted to enjoy breakfast with him but he reminded himself he had to take it slow with dream.

Dream would rather fucking drink poison then eat sams food- whenever that fucker made him something, something HAS to go wrong!

 And nothing is stopping sam from doing what he did to him in prison so he was rather confused you see why sam all of a sudden was acting all sweet and nice.

“ha.. I’m good-.. Hun.” he dreaded calling the other that but it was rather needed since sam would start being needy if he didn’t and plus he was used to calling sam these romantic names at this point.

“I’m not hungry- ill make my own food later.” he mumbled as he stared off somewhere else.

Sam found dream so cute whenever the other acted so shy.. It was a nice sight to see unlike the times at Pandora when he used to act so aggressive for no reason, “well.. If you say so- ill be going out to do something at las nevadas.” he told his plans as he got off bed to start getting ready for the day.

“you remember the rules right?” he reminded staring at dream who nodded.

“yeahh.. Yeah- don’t run away, don’t follow people, call you if something happens and if tommy visits or any one else ill be in my best behavior.” he named off the rules were set for him when sam left him alone, which some were just fucking stupid cause if he did run away where would he go?

Sam smiled hearing him, coming over to press a small peck over dreams forehead as a reward of some sorts. “that’s right.. I got you a new communicator with my contact so you can call me anytime when something happens.” he pointed at the communicator where it was charging besides sams.

“sammm.. Come on I know- ill be okay so go get ready.” dream grumbled as he laid back down and turned the other way from Sam.

Sam who frown, walked over to dream as he placed his hand over the blondes shoulder, “you know I trust you.. But the others don’t! I’m concerned what they might do to you when I’m not home.”

he reminded well he didn’t exactly trust dream fully- but the rest was all the truth! People here have no good intention towards dream at all and god forbid one of them try taking dream.

Dream who sigh and turn to look at sam- less annoyed now, “ I know.. But I can handle my self- really.” he didn’t like being treated fragile like he might break by the slightest poke- although of his injuries and well.. His temporary disadvantage of his legs- he can still take care of himself and isn’t something to protect!

Sam cooed lightly, stroking dreams cheek with his finger. He smiled at the blonde as he knew dream couldn’t do much to fight but still found it cute.. “oh your right.. I bet you can! But you must understand I have to protect you from people who want to harm you! If you were out there by your own you would of been prey.” he reminds as he brings the other into a hug, rubbing his back in soft circles as dream rest his head against him.

“yeahh yeah..” dream who gave up at this point- agreed.

“Now I have to go.. I love you a lot okay?” he mentions and before leaving he pressed a quick kiss to his lips. “bye!”

And there goes sam.. Dream thought as he went back to looking around the room, it did need some cleaning- he’ll do it after breakfast though.

Dream carefully crawled off the bed and grabbed onto his wheelchair that wasn’t too far away from the bed. climbing into it with a tired sigh- good.. Now time to make breakfast. He thought turning the wheel chair over to the door and rolled himself out.

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Ponk was going over to sams place to talk about something.

More specifically them- he thinks there maybe could be a way for their relationship to work.. Especially now since dream was out of prison where sam was shackled down at.

He was honestly feeling good today.. Even dressed a little nice to see sam and had some flowers in hand, of course their will be some boundaries set first! And lots of lots of talks- but right now he first had to talk to sam.. When he finally made it to the home he carefully knocked on the door.

He heard the door click and open.

“hey sa!-”

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“..dream?”

“oh hey ponk!” dream greeted and smiled up at the masked man.

Okay.. what the hell?  what was dream doing here? Aka the same guy that left prison and reason sam was stuck to pandora.

“ah.. Dream!- what are you doing here..? Where’s sam?” he asked and glanced around inside.

“sam? Oh he went to work- I was just washing up dishes here until I heard you knocking” dream explained as he rolled back a bit to have ponk come inside, “what’s up ponk? Need anything? I could tell Sam you were here if you want.” He asked cocking his head to the side.

Ponk looked around the place and found himself speechless and he noticed ALOT of new changes around the.. even the dog seemed used to dream being here.

“hey man..? Are you living here per chance..?” ponk asked with an awkward smile.

Dream seemed a little surprised, does ponk not know..? Dream thought to himself as he smirked, he might have a little fun.

After all- if ponk didn’t break up with sam his situation wouldn’t have been as shitty as it is now.

Dream who rest his hand on his face that had his engagement ring on- he began to talk about his and sams said engagement  “oh.. Its expected that people who are engaged have to be living with another no..?” he pointed out and loved the glint annoyance in ponks eyes.

“engaged..?” ponk asked again.

“oh yes! Me and sam have been engaged for month- see?” he added as he flaunt off his ring to ponk who glared at it. “honestly sam just knows what ring I would of loved..” he added futher.. Even though the words made him feel physically sick to his core- he still wanted to have some fun at least if he is out.. And he wasn’t even being rude at all- he was just talking about his and sams engagement.

Ponks eyes could not belive on what he was lookng at- sam moved on..? With this piece of shit out of all people? He knew sam was not good up there but hell he went fucking insane if he got married with one of the biggest tyrants on the server.

“haha.. Im so happy for you two- when’s the wedding..?” he asked, gritting his teeth. He didn’t mean a word of it and Dream didn’t help at all by how he smug he looked. “when did you love birds fall for each other??..” he knew he was asking too much questions but he couldn’t help it!

He had to find out how this happened.

Dream who was checking over his talons thought about it a bit, trying to make up a story sine he couldn’t tell the guy what actually happened. “oh me and Sam always had a small.. Well thing for each other back then- but it fade after he got with someone.” he began to tell the made up story which got ponk already hooked to already, “but.. When he broke up this said person- our old flame begin to spark again and we began to see each other and well.. here we are now!”

He knew that person was ponk but it was better not to acknowledge that right now.. Plus he loved how ponk looked like he wanted to punch dream.

Should of stayed with him if you planned to be with him.

“oh.. How lovely!- well i should head off huh..? Ponk laughed but he was just irradiated as he picked up the flowers again, turning to leave.

“oh so soon..? Well if you have to- I’ll tell sam you stopped by.” dream assured as followed behind ponk. “do come again yeah..?” he added and shut the door to ponks face, he rolled back to his room to where he began to burst out laughing.

OH GOD- he felt like pissing himself! That was fucking priceless! He laughed as fran came by his side excitedly and jumped up to go lick his face.

“oh fran- how I wish you could talk.. What just happened was hilarious! Did you see his face girl?” he asked which she nodded quickly to and barked.

Dream snickered as he cupped her fluffy cheeks and pet her ears, “your such a smart girl aren’t you...? He asked, pressing a small kiss on her snout before letting her go to which she ran back to another room to do something else.

Hmm.. Dream couldn’t help but feel- a litte bad. It must of been hard to see your ex’s new partner! I mean.. He had to George with a new guy and that crushed him- well kinda.. so maybe that why he may feel bad for this poor, poor sad man.

Eh- it still wasn’t his problem! Not like he asked some to get on one knee and marry him, he didn’t have a choice either! Who wouldn’t pick freedom if it was placed on a silver platter?.. His dignity and respect had left a long ass time ago so why refuse?

At least he is getting fucked in a comfy bed, he thought but that soon turned his mood bitter and decided to head to the kitchen and maybe pour himself a drink.. By drink he means alcohol.

He grabbed a shot glass and pour some whiskey in, pressing the glass against his lips and drunk it all down in one go.. He coughed and gagged since he was still not used to some drinks and foods- he didnt care, he needed something to help his mood.

He pour another shot and took it with him this time back to his room, deciding to drink there and maybe sleep? He already cleaned up around the house and ate.. What was a little nap gonna do?

He down the 2^nd shot, setting by the drawer top before letting himself get off the wheelchair, and crawl back to bed.

God he felt tired. These days he is always feeling extra tired- maybe cause his body cant be left alone for five fucking minutes from sam.

He felt his eyes flutter shut as lull himself to sleep.

Then he heard the door closing rather loudly which caused him to shoot up and see who got in. “wh- who is it?!” he yelled, he was pretty fucking sure he locked door before heading off to bed.

“its me dream!” sam called out apologetically.

Oh thank god- it was sam.. ew- but still he was relived.

“AND ME!” tommy yelled out which just made dreams face plummet.

Noo.. Why- why the fuck did he open his big fucking mouth!  He thought and groaned into his hand as tommy came into the bedroom, this kid  just casually let his stuff fall down at the bed before throwing himself in it.

“heyyyy Big D!! Lonng timme no see yeah? Why are you always home you loser-” and there’s goes tommy with all types of questionings and yapping.

“god.. Well tommy as you can guess, some of the people here dont seem as friendly as you yeah?” he pointed it out which made the other blonde stop a moment before going ‘ohhhhhh’ which dream pinch the bridge of his nose in slight annoyance.

“oh come on man! Ignooooree them- it dont matter what their saying or doinngg.” tommy tried to encourage since he wanted to show dream some of the neat stuff he made and maybe introduce him to the new members!

“plus- plus! It’ll be like so much fun, two pals hanging out!!” he added excitedly which made sam snort.

Yeah green bastard.. Fucking laugh- that’s all you can do. Dream thought as he glared at sam before loo back at tommy.

“look.. Id love to but i dont think it’ll be a good idea.” dream explained as he hesitantly ruffled tommys hair with a sigh.

“pleaassseee?”

“no.”

“PLEAASSSEE-”

“Tommy, no.”

“pretty please with an gapple on top??”

“tommy..”

"I wont bother you again- PLEASSSEEE!” tommy begged as he shook dream, gently of course- seeming so desperate in wanting to hang out.

Dream was starting to get annoyed as he stopped tommy by grabbing him by the arms, “tommy- Look! okay ill go with you,, Just dont annoy me about it later.” finally dream gave in which made the blonde beam of excitement.

“WOOO! Okay okay- ill call Wilbur too and- and you and him and me of course will go exploring and do some shit!” tommy was already planning their activities for that day as dream grumbled and flop back to bed.

But sam didn’t look that happy- actually the man looked a little panicked himself.

“uhh.. Tommy how about i go too yeah? I dont want to leave dream alone with others yet.” sam asked as he sat at the bed too.

“oh of course you can come sam! But why worry? It’ll be just me and wil-” tommy question since wilbur was basically obsessed with dream-

“I’m worried cause dream is still isn’t used to people.. I bet he would want be there! Right dream?” sam suddenly asks dream for his conformation which made the goat shrink slightly.

Fuck.. The one chance to be alone with actual people went out the window- if he doesn’t agree he might as well signing up for an ass whooping. “yeah.. I’m not that comfy if Sam isn’t there.” He hesitantly agreed which made sam smile.

“well its decided! Sam your coming!”

Fucking great.

He just hopes this trip wont be too bad, maybe he might have fun? Maybe.

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It was the day of the trip, and Dream had tried to pull every card from the book to keep him from participating.. He faked trying to be sick, he tried to talk Sam out of it which led to nowhere! He even tried to talk some sense into Tommy on how BAD this idea was, but the kid wouldn't budge- he kept telling Dream it was ‘all going to be fine’ and ‘he was being dramatic!’. Thats easy to fucking say when half the server doesn't want you dead..

Luckily, they wouldn't be out TOO long.. Since Sam wasn't comfy with him being out still- and yeah, it is kind of good Dream to get some sunlight on him.

They were strolling away at some pathway, just passing by L’manburg to go meet Wilson at Tommys old house. And that will be a little awkward since dream bets Wilson wasn't that much of a fan of him either. Still.

At least it was going to be just Wilson coming along with them,, right?

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Oh, he just had to open his big mouth and say that to himself..  Unexpected faces seemed to have invited themselves into their little adventure- Wilson was there of course but he didn't seem like he really invited them judging by his relaxed yet confused body language.

“Wilson what the fuck man?!” Tommy yelled out angrily, stomping over to where the tall pale brunette was standing, then giving a small shove. “I thought I said just us 4! Why are THEY here?” he pointed over to some of the people who stood there unsure what to say.

Wilson sighed tiredly, letting the cigarette he was smoking fall onto the ground before smushing it under his foot. “I didn't call them.. Weirdos came here out of nowhere and said they would be coming with us.” the brunette explained, not wanting to take the blame for something he didn't do.

“it's true.” a new voice spoke, coming from some small group.

It was Sapnap with his arms crossed looking over at tommy, “I heard Dream was finally coming out of his cave and I didn't want to take the chance of him doing something again.” he stated bluntly, his gaze traveling over to Dream as he was staring daggers at goat.

Dream eyes began to look around, unsure what to really do.. Hell, what was he going to do?! Are these people not seeing the wheelchair he is sitting in? He is quite literally at death's door if he attempts to even swing at something.

And he thought him and Sapnap were kind of cool with each other- I guess the hell not! Cause why was Sapnap trying to stare into his soul for.

During his little panicked state, he felt a hand on his shoulder that gave a small squeeze, a growl followed from Sam looking a little pissed. “I think I can keep an eye on him well enough Sapnap.” Sam assures, holding onto Dream tighter as if someone was going to steal him away from the creeper.

“I am not here to keep an eye on Dream like Sap is.. But I'm here to keep an eye on you warden.” Suddenly Punz pushed past Sapnap, fists clenched as he stared at the creeper.

Sapnap held onto Punz arm to pull the Mercenary back, “Punz dude! Back off of Sam, he isn't the guy we should worry for.” he reminded him, already knowing Punz’s distaste for the Warden.

This is where Tommy steps in between the men, his hands raised up to stop each side from getting any closer to each other. “Woah! Woooooahhh.. Now I don't think there should be ANY watching at all! Us four guys are just trying to explore around..” Tommy tried to stop any of this from happening, to which Dream was actually grateful to Tommy for.

“I agree.. I personally find it rude to keep stalking my fiancé after his prison time was over with.” Sam agreed, seeming to back off but still ready to bite back if needed.

Sapnap scoffed lightly, “stalking? Sam, he is still under house arrest.. This is just me fulfilling my position as guard and checking on dream while he is out and roaming.” Sapnap wasn't about to have his authority challenged even if it was Sam.

“I.. Could just go back home.” Dream had finally decided to speak up, though still made sure to be quiet not to attract too much attention on himself.

“WHAT? Noooooooo!” Tommy suddenly turns to Dream, whining that he had just gotten Dream to agree, and he couldn't just back off their deal!

Well fuck- from Tommy's cries had gotten everyone's eyes onto him, and they all were looking at him as if he had just murdered Tommy Infront of them.. (Well except Punz-) Dream nervously laughed, since what the hell should he say now..? “never mind what I said Tommy- merely suggesting is all.” he tried to reason with the blonde, which Tommy understood and smiled.

“Well, you don't have to do that man! We came out here to have fun after all!” Tommy assured; patting Dreams shoulder as the goat could finally breath in relief that the others stopped staring at him anymore.

Sam nodded in agreement, “he is right.. We all are here to relax, so don't worry about it Hun and let me handle it.” Sam pet one of Dreams ears, to others this would seem like it was a romantic gesture in keeping your lover safe.. But to dream, Sam just said Dream to shut the fuck up.

Dream just hummed in acknowledgement which he got a kiss on the side of his head for.

“So, men.. I think you should leave all of us be and let us enjoy our day yeah?” Sam spoke, pushing Dream away from the others' view.

Sapnap laughed slightly, shaking his head as he looked over at Sam, “it's either we come.. Or we could reconsider our vote for Dream staying out here.” he warned, having a smug look on his face as Sam stared at him as if he wanted to strangle the blaze man.

“Fine.” Sam agreed, “but don't get any funny ideas with him.” he threatened, slight growling could be heard from Sam as Dream attempted to calm the warden down by stroking his forearm.

“Deal.”

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“So, let's get going guys!..” Tommy brings up to lighten the awkward mood, they all nodded in agreement and started to move for their trip.

Wilson decided to walk with Tommy and lean over slightly to whisper into the blonde's ear, “this is very awkward. Are you sure about this...?” he asked, which gotten hm a nod in response “if you say so.” he mumbled going to take another cigarette to smoke.

Sapnap nudged against Punz arm which got him a look from the mercenary, “what..?” he huffed at sapnap which gave him another nudge. “Man, we are here for Dream.. Not Sam- whatever Quackity told you must be bullshit that he always spews..” sapnap mumbled to Punz.

“well.. Sapnap don't you find it fucking weird how those two seemed to have fallen ‘in love’ in there?? And did you notice Dream? He is just following whatever that ass says.” he grumbled, going to take a bite off some of his steak.

“So..? I don't think there's anything strange happening- Sam said that Dream had just began being more obedient-”

“That's the issue! Dream being obedient..? And you say you knew him since you were kids.” Punz hissed at Sapnap.

Okay that hurt Sapnap a little.. But Punz was right about Dreams strange new behavior- still! It not as if it was a bad thing, and not it's not like Sam did anything to Dream more than the goat deserved.. Right?

Yeah right.

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The place Tommy chose to rest at wasn't too bad.. Honestly very peaceful. Well almost peaceful if it weren't for some of the people here watching every little move he does.

For God's sake, he couldn't even eat properly without feeling he is doing something wrong! At least with Sam back home the man wouldn't judge every little action he did- well.. Maybe at the start but you get the point!

Tommy was blabbering something to him but Dream just couldn't focus on with everything.. Sam isn't even here and left him to go and talk with ant and bad!

Dream sighs, managing to at least take one bite off his sandwich.

“And yeah- Tubbo banned me from ever bringing TNT and mud over at their place! Crazy right? - oh hey punz!” Tommy stopped his story to greet Punz who suddenly decided to join them.

“Hi..” he greeted back, eyes looking over at Dream with a look of confusion but also worry, basically Punz wanted to talk to dream-  alone.

Dream coughed lightly, putting his plate down as he looked at tommy with a smile, “hey Tommy..? Could you get me a drink man? And maybe get Punz a drink too? He asked, hoping the blonde would take the bait.

Tommy nodded, luckily taking the bait- he got off the ground to go and get the stuff they wanted, maybe even talk to Wilson.

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“So..” Dream starts off before being cut off.

“What happen?!..” Punz whisper yelled at the goat, “I thought the plan was you escaping and coming to our secret spot- now I'm hearing that you're getting married.” he questioned, since it had been a while since they could have seen each other. “And out of all people you are marrying- you are marrying Sam!?..” He tilts his head in obvious disbelief.

“Look- I didn't expect this either okay..? It just happened.”

“Just happened?!”  

“Sam and I decided to marry each other.. It was something I couldn't pass off from.” he explained, it was either marriage or the dirty prison- and you bet his ass he slipped on that ring.

“Why did Sam want to marry you..? Like didn't you kill Tommy and all?”

“I don't know man.. Guy has some issues.” he mumbled, wanting the conversation to end.. And Sam does have issues- big fucking issues.

Thinking about it was making the goat scratch onto his legs, feeling like they were hands gripping onto them with clawed fingers, scratching or biting onto him everywhere.

“Dream..?”

Dream snapped back to punz voice, yeah.. He isn't anymore in pandora- those horrible things won't happen again to him- Sam said so.

“Yeah- I'm just that hot you know? Haha..” he tried to laugh it off, to which punz wasn't buying, Punz took his hands into his own and held them gently.

“Dream.. Are you safe with that guy?”

“What..?”

“Are you safe with Sam- like comfortable? I noticed how he bosses you around.. And I know damn well you hate that more than anything.” Punz huffed, not believing in any of this love shit!

Dream stayed quiet for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts and think what was the best thing to say- could he tell Punz? Could Punz help him?

No.. No, no- even if Punz were loyal he couldn't take the risk- and he couldn't involve punz, that could risk the mercenary also getting killed or thrown into prison with him.

He cannot fuck up what he has now! It took way too damn long for him to get here- he clawed his way up alone.

He won't go back.

“I am- yeah Sam is bossy, but the guy is chill.. And you saw how he had my back there? Yeah, I'll be fine man.” dream forced a smile on his lips, to soothe his friend worries which kind of worked.. But punz still seemed skeptical.

“If you say so man.. Know I'll be here to help.”

“Hey guys I got the stuff! Sorry for the delay- Wilson the dick kept distracting me!” in perfect timing, Tommy came back with the stuff as the blonde sat down with them.

“It's fine.. Anyways- could you continue the story you were telling me?” Dream smiled, taking the cans and giving one of them to punz.

And oh Tommy.. Kids eyes sparkled for a moment then cleared his voice, “yeah- so after that Ranboob came back and told me to be quiet!”

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Sam couldn't help but look behind his back every minute he could.. He was worried about Dream being alone and probably escaping or worse being kidnapped by one these guys- and for some reason bad dragged him here to talk about the prison and what they should do with it since there is no prisoners left.

“Ugh.. Since the prison has no more inmates- we could temporarily shut it down until something new comes up, it would be best since I also have other stuff to build at Las Nevada's.” he explained, reading over some papers the two gave him before giving them back.

He decided to take another small peak to what dream was doing and his heart almost dropped.. Punz was talking to dream alone? Shit, shit, shit.

Punz could question Dream, brainwash the goat to stay away from him! Dream wouldn't tell on him, right? They loved each other.

He wouldn't- he just wouldn't do it- Dream wouldn't leave him after everything they had gone through! And Sam was almost going to go and collect the goat before stopping to see Dream laughing and smiling..

His heartbeat slowed down and let his shoulders slouch down.

He didn't tell.. Hah- he didn't. Dream loved him too much, he knew it!

Maybe he could let Dream have some freedom after all.

Maybe.

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It just doesn't make any sense.

After the picnic talk, Punz found himself questioning everything Dream had told him up until this point. And it still doesn't make any sense to him!

There is no way, no possible way that Dream and Sam had somehow fallen in love while Dream was locked away.. Dream never mentioned to him before that he and Sam had any type of relationship- or had Dream kept that information a secret on purpose? But it doesn't still answer the question on how it all escalated to marriage for fuck sakes.

And there was just ONE person in this whole server that knew what happen in there.. So, he might have to drop by Las Nevada's for a visit.

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Quackity had just finished talking with Fundy about some bills and paperwork he had to fill out, slouching in his chair as he let out an exhausted sigh. Arching his back as a light crack sounded, he had been sitting for a good while now.

Out of nowhere, someone started to bang on his door which had startled him for a moment- he snapped his gaze over to the door, already annoyed of the person behind it. “Who is it? Come in! Its unlocked.” Quackity quickly announces as he sits more properly.

To his surprise it was Punz, he cleared the annoyance on his face with now a professional smile. “Punz! Hey man.. What brings you here?” he asked casually, getting straight to business since he doesn't have time to chit chat.

Punz had slammed both his hands down on his desk, looking dead set onto Quackity as if he had shot the mercenary's dog. “What happen in pandora.” he asked out of nowhere, leaving the duck rather confused.. Blinking his eyes as he processed the question.

“By pandora.. Do you mean what happen to Dream....?” Quackity clarified, since he knows someone like Punz wasn't interested of the prison itself. “Why? Curious..?” Quackity taunted, grinning up at Punz.

“More like Dreams and Sams new found love for each other.. And I know out of all people of this dammed server YOU know something.” Punz leaned over the desk, getting up to Quackitys face with a snarl. “After all- you were the only one seen coming in and out of prison as if you owned it.”

Quackity merely stared back at Punz, some irritation glinting in his eyes. “I don't just give info out like some piece of candy, Punz.. I'm a business man- come on! Work a deal with me.” he mused.

They sat quiet for what seemed like ages.. Before Punz spoke up.

“What do you want.”

Quackity crossed his legs together, rubbing his chin, humming, as if he were thinking what he could have possibly wanted. “well..  I'm kind of annoyed of this one little problem I've been having- and confused really!” quackity laughed trying to mask the irritation in his voice.

“You by now know the word about Dream giving me the revival book right..?” Quackity hummed as he tilts his head to the side to confirm

“umm.. Yeah? It's no secret really.” Punz nodded, not sure where this is going. By now the whole server knew that Quackity had gotten the revival book off Dream somehow- but Punz already has an idea on how the duck succeeded on getting it.

“About that! That little bitch, Dream yeah? screwed me over- by that I mean the book DOESNT WORK.” Quackity pushed himself off his chair as he slammed his own hands onto the desk, he couldn't really contain anymore how pissed he was that the book doesn't work.. He doesn't know why it isn't working!

He tried everything.. He memorized the pages like they were word from the bible- he had ton of tests that failed every time, he had to kill all those rats just have this piece of shit not work.

Punz who stayed mostly quiet, stared as the other ranted to him.. Unsure what to say. “What the hell am I supposed to do about that..” he bluntly asked, since he didn't really understand the revival book either.

Quackity who seemed to snap out of his raging thoughts, stared at Punz. “Good question..” he smiled, “I want you convince Dream to come here and help me with the revival book.”

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“What?”

“You heard me! I need Dream here.. And I can't ask Sam cause Sammy doesn't trust me with him much so I need a hand, okay?.” Quackity huffed.

Punz got a little suspicious of that, what the hell was that supposed to mean anyway?  “And how am I supposed have dream come here even.. I'm pretty sure Sam doesn't trust me one bit and keeps Dream basically in house arrest 24/7.” Punz questioned Quackitys plan, since it seemed impossible.

“Did I say to ask Sam to bring him here? No. I said to convince DREAM to come here..” Quackity glared at Punz, as if the man had something idiotic. Seriously he thought the mercenary was smart.

“And what if I do convince dream to come huh? That won't stop Sam from stopping him from coming here.” Punz repeated himself again that Sam won't just simply let Dream come here freely, so how the hell was he supposed to magically bring the goat here.

“Oh Punz.. Trust he will come if you choose the right things to say- so much so he might even convince Sam to have him come.” Quackity reassured, sitting back down.

Punz was now getting a little irritated, he doesn't understand what the hell Quackity means and the more time he spends here is further wasting his time. “What if I just kill you to get my answer.” he threatened.

“You can do that! But trust you won't get a peep out of me. And I am basically the only chance you have to know what happened in pandora.. More so between Sammy and Dream.” Quackity reminded, looking unbothered as he looked to check his nails.

Punz stiffened hearing that, it made him more pissed that Quackity was right- he is his only chance to know what really happened in prison.

What really happened to Dream.

“Fine.” Punz finally agreed, clenching his fists as he stared down the floor. He didn't want to do this but Dream is hiding things from him.. He needs to know if he is in danger, if Sam was a danger to dream in any shape or form.

“Perfect!” Quackity cheered, bringing his hands together. “I think we will be great business partners no..?” Quackity grinned.

“fuck off.” Punz huffed, tuning away as he left without another word.

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Dream all of a sudden felt a shiver go down his spine, clenching onto his shirt as he felt like something bad was going to happen.

Sam, who had been sitting and reading a book in bed with dream, glanced over at the goat. “what's wrong..? Are you cold?” he asked, bringing him closer to his chest as he shifted the blanket over to him more.

“I'm.. Fine- just felt something was off.” he sighs, relaxing against the man as he glanced over the book he was reading.

“hmm.. It's probably your imagination- I don't blame you, after that fiasco at the picnic, I'd feel paranoid too.. Though you just had to keep your mouth shut and had me handle it.” Sam focused back on his book, but for some reason he is feeling paranoid too.. But he wasn't sure of what- it is probably of everything that had been happening these past days.

Sam grumbled, going to stuff his face into the goat's hair to calm his senses. “Now you gotten me all worked up..” Sam complained, causing Dream to shrink slightly.

“sorry..” he apologized, not meaning to get Sam paranoid too- he was just saying! God, the bastard can't go one minute without complaining huh?

Nah, it was probably nothing.

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Hey guys, sorry for being dead for a while.. i just came here to say there wont be anymore chapters of these series cause honestly i really lost motivation to write anything about this fic and its just been going no where.

I apologize for the people that stuck around but also thank them for the kudos and support i has gotten- it really made me happy.

What does this mean for this account and me?

Well first things first is that i will still be writing DSMP, i love this fandom and writing the characters so i wont be stopping anytime soon and might even make another series.

Will this fic be deleted? Well no, maybe? Ill leave it to an orphan account so someone else could maybe take over and write they please.

Thats all really- bye!