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[awesamdude-w]

An uncle? Really? come on, im not falling for that.. you cant convince me with a nice title.

You're not coming in. End of story.

"Sam my man, my bestie, my pal. What is up. :D you should totallyyty let me come visit. The prison™."

Tommy?

What..? What is- Why are you here? Why do you wanna visit the prison-? After-

..

Nevermind that. I told you what I would do if- if you came close to the prison again. You cannot visit. Not ever again.

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It was a normal day, like any other in the prison. Dream had been journaling, he'd done that a lot more lately. He had asked the other for another book to write in recently. But aside from that he was just as obedient as ever. Quackity hadn't stopped by in a bit. IT was a coexistence for the two of them. Dream never called Sam by his name anymore. Only ever by the title "The Warden".

Perhaps he learned respect. He was a model Prisoner. Been on his best behavior. IT was almost time for his feeding time however. Not that Dream really knew what time it was. But when he heard the familiar sounds of the doors over the lava. He moved to stand against the wall before Sam even said anything.

Sam had tried to be quick with the filters, but he knew it was too late at this point. He sighed as he placed his gaz mask on his desk, hoping he wouldnt be too irritable. He made his way to the prisoner's cell, the process of placing keycards and switching levers engraved in his brain at this point. He walked on the platform and crossed over to the edge, stepping foot in the obsidian cell. He took a deep breath to remain the most calm possible. It would be quick and easy afterall, right? Its just delivering some food.

He waited for the bridge to go down before eyeing the prisoner infront of him, backed up against the wall. Useful. Good.

"I came to bring your daily rations, Dream."

He spoke, feeling uncomfortably exposed without his gaz mask.

"Dont try to annoy me too much. The air filters for my mask broke and I didnt get the time to fix them."

He said as he walked to the lectern, his boots making purposeful steps as he placed some potatoes on the surface.

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"Problem player-?"

He tilted his head as he listened to him talk, noting how the grass spread between his fingers. It was a comforting sight. He hummed.

"I do belive that.. I mean- youre a huge part of this server, Dream.. If anyone cared about the betterment of it, it would be you. I.. really admire this passion you have. It always amazed me."

As he said this, he felt.. something off. The way Dream was smiling was off, somehow. He couldnt explain what it was if he tried. He assumed he was just paranoid.

He nodded and ended up sitting besides him, his gaze set on the nature around them. He sighed softly.

"I get it.. This is all really exciting. New places, new projects.. lots of things to do, right?"

He moved his gaze to Dream's face, his empty black eyes blinking at him. He raised a brow.

"A prison you say? That is a random question.. I guess it would depend on- how big it is, the space, everything like that-"

He rubbed the side of his neck, humming.

"Wonder what we would need a prison for though. Its a strange idea.."

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He nodded and ended up sitting besides him, his gaze set on the nature around them. He sighed softly.

"I get it.. This is all really exciting. New places, new projects.. lots of things to do, right?"

He moved his gaze to Dream's face, his empty black eyes blinking at him. He raised a brow.

"A prison you say? That is a random question.. I guess it would depend on- how big it is, the space, everything like that-"

He rubbed the side of his neck, humming.

"Wonder what we would need a prison for though. Its a strange idea.."

My muse bringing yours a drink/snack while they are busy. + reverse!

The broad creeper approached Dream with a glass of lemonade in hand, his gaz mask covering his expression. Despite this, by the way his eyes crinkled at the corners, it was clear he was smilling. Once he was infront of him he carefully handed him the glass, his head tilting slightly.

"Hey Dream.. I just noticed you've been out and about all day- You've always been restless, huh?"

He chuckled, his tone sounding playful.

"Either way- I just thought you might need something fresh to drink. Must be dehydrated after all this running.."

[ Early SMP @awesamdude-w ]

A rare moment of his mask being off as he sat under the tree. Enjoying himself, he gave Sam a smile. He took the glass carefully though.

"Hey, yeah I guess you can say that. So much to be done..."

"Hey question, random question. How much would it cost to build say... uh a Prison? Again random question."

He asked before taking a sip of the lemonade.

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"Sam my man, my bestie, my pal. What is up. :D you should totallyyty let me come visit. The prison™."

Tommy?

What..? What is- Why are you here? Why do you wanna visit the prison-? After-

..

Nevermind that. I told you what I would do if- if you came close to the prison again. You cannot visit. Not ever again.

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Oh boo-fucking-hoo.

You're so miserable Sam? What you're... isolated? Lonely???

Must be so miserable. I can't imagine how awful it must be.

At least you had a choice in your sacrifices.

I hope you die, Sam. I hope next time you come to the cell you fucking fall of the platform and burn.

It's what you'd deserve after all the shit you've put me through. Cursing at you might not make it more convincing, but it sure as hell feels a lot better.

I mean isn't that why you're doing all of this?

To make yourself feel better?

- @err0r-t4ken

His grip tightened on the communicator.

You know what? Yeah, I am. Im isolated and lonely and miserable. The only person I talk to other then you is only good at complaining on every little thing. Its tireing. But atleast im doing it for good reasons. For the better safety of this server. Im putting up with this- with you- for an actual good cause.

And what are you in here for, Dream? Why are you isolated and lonely and miserable? Its almost as if.. you actually deserve it. Its almost as if you arent putting up with this for a good cause, but rather because thats exactly what you deserve after everything youve done. Really puts it into perspective, doesnt it?

I get it. You want me to die and you hate me and this and that. But what would happen if I did die, Dream? What if i did fall off that platform? You'd have nothing. You'd just be stuck in here with nobody to come give you food and you'd die right along with me in no time. Does that make you feel better?

What im doing isnt for my own benefit. It never was. I dont feel any better by doing this, im just doing whats nessecary for the server. You'd never understand that, though, would you?, Prisoner.

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See here's the thing. You really would think that it should be.

But there are multiple reasons why it isn't. Besides, it's not like you're doing anything more important Sam. Your literal only job I'd to watch me.

So, just come in here and cut my fucking hair.

Or I'll try and burn it off again and you can explain to Quackity why my entire head is covered in burns.

- @err0r-t4ken

Im not required to listen to your reasonings. If i say you arent getting a haircut, then you arent getting a haircut. Its that simple.

Not that its any of your buisness, but saying that my only job is to "watch you" is a huge understatement. Do you even know the lenghts I go to? What ive sacrificed? What ive done to just be able to "watch you" for another day? It isnt as easy as you think, prisoner. It really isnt.

You better watch your tone with me. Youre forgetting whos the one in control here. If you really wanted to get favors like these, then you'd have to behave and earn it. Cursing at me isnt gonna get you anywhere. Its doing quite the opposite, actually.

You cant treathen me into anything. You really think id care? I didnt care when you went for your little.. "swims" back then, I dont care now. Go ahead and do that if you want, but the only person in the end who will have consequences from it is you. I wouldnt care if you burned your entire limbs, Dream, As long as youre alive and locked up where you belong.

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A good person who let another bad person to be hurt by another bad person? I dunno, warden. You ain't a good person. You know the saying, the road to hell is paved with good intentions....

I wouldnt.. say Quackity is a bad person. Hes got- objectives, ideas.. and.. hes doing it for a good cause. Its not like- the prisoner isnt deserving of it, either way. If he really wanted it to stop he could just give up the book. But he isnt. Hes the only one to blame.

Treating the bad guy bad doesnt make you a bad person. It just.. makes you a person who's trying to do what is right.

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Sam...

Sammmmm

I was wondering if I could ask you a little tiny favor?

Could I have some shears? And or a haircut?

I'd really really like the haircut, actually. Just... short. Really really short. It's too hot and in my way and... it's not safe.

So maybe I could have a haircut?

- @err0r-t4ken

Sam groaned audibly as he stared at his communicator, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Your hair is the least of my worries right now, Dream. so should it be for you.

You really think im stupid enough to trust you with shears? You arent getting a haircut, much less any favors at all. Youre just gonna have to deal with it unless I decide you need one.

Understood?

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No one will ever understand. Nobody understands me. They never will. They'll never understand my views.

Nobody gets it.

And if its gonna be like that, then I dont owe them anything.

I dont owe them any explaination for the things I do.

All they need to know in the end, is that I am the law, and whatever I say goes. No matter what they think.

Im the Warden, and all im doing is my job as the Warden, and thats all it will ever be.

I am a good person.

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I dont understand why everyone treats me the way they do.

They always have that expression, that certain tone- they all consider me as a heartless monster. I can tell from the way they act around me, even if they dont say it out loud. Why.?

I protect them, I protect their ideas, I protect the server in the most efficient way- and this is how they repay me? How they see me.?

All they see is a ruthless creature without regret, when all im doing is my job. My purpose. Ive never commited anything wrong, or bad, or evil-

So why?

What have I ever done to deserve this?

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He panted heavily, feeling his breath getting more ragged behind his gaz mask. He sighed before slowly letting go of his fur, noting the fact his hands began shaking slightly once he took a look down. He noticed Dream flinching and quickly raised his hands in a reassuring matter, sweating.

"No.. hey- its okay-"

Before he could try any further he heard XD speaking again, annoyance already building up. He groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose as he tried his hardest not to tear up. He felt so incredibly tired after everything that happen. He braced himself.

"You know what? Fine- fine! Go ahead! Make me hear it all."

He waited before he felt the flick, flinching as his face scrunched up for a second. He raised his hand to rub his forehead as he started to listen, blinking with furrowed eyebrows.

His chest tightened once he started hearing the voices in Dream's head, his own and Quackity's. The way the voices spoke sounded indentical in every way, from the tone to the manner. He felt sick. He watched helplessly as Dream stiffened and flinched with such familiar terror in his eyes.

It scared Sam to hear himself say these things, especially because he knows full well hes the type to say them. It made him think too much about every horrible thing that came out of his mouth ever since he started working in this hell of a place. It really puts it all in perspective once youre the one who hears those words. Once youre on the other end of the wall.

His fists clentched as he kept listening, kept watching Dream react to the same things he was hearing. He felt numb, as if he was watching himself through a different perspective. He barely registered himself begining to speak, near mumbling. He tried to speak out to Dream, call out for him, even moved foward slightly, but he couldnt hear himself or see himself apart from the voice Dream was hearing. It took XD begining to speak again for him to snap back to himself.

His attention darted to the invisible presence, releasing a breath he didnt know he was holding. He felt sweaty, and his mask was fogging up a lot. He tried to adjust it, coughing out. The information loaded in his brain, his guilt heightening. He didnt know what to reply for a bit.

"..I- of course it doesnt bring.. good effects, but- it isnt my fault that every person who visits ends up in a bad state.. I needed to fix it somehow.."

He convinced himself, despite the obvious guilt in his expression. Hes felt a lot of guilt today.

"He wont just.. forget me. Im one of the only two people in this place who keep him company. If he does forget things, he'll surely remember me."

The idea didnt seem to make him feel bad, even the opposite. Dream forgetting everything but him didnt seem that bad of a scenario, even borderline useful if he thought about it- but that was just his thoughts. And his thoughts often rounded back on ways to make Dream less dangerous, which definitly wasnt the must useful right now.

"Whatever he forgets, ill remind him- im not a liar. If its really that important, then ill just tell him to write it down. All that matters is that he remembers the book. And how would he forget it, if its the sole reason hes being.. pursued, in the first place?"

That first part was already a lie in itself, since Sam does lie, especially to Dream. If hes feeling to tired to give him food, he'll often just tell him he had some the day before. Despite this, his mind was still firm.

"Im.. the Warden. And im doing what I think is best for the server as a warden, even if it seems bad."

He replied, his voice stern as he spoke to XD. His composure faltered at the mention of Ponk. Of course he had to go there.

"Me and Ponk's.. situation, isnt in any of your buisness. They arent to be included in this. Ive assured that Dream will never get sick, and ill keep doing it like that. Even if he does, ill deal with it as the warden. You wont succeed in trying to use his health against me, XD."

He felt more confident now as he said this, despite it only being partially true. Dream still had a possibility of getting sick, though he was convinced he could fix it. He kept listening to XD, stubborn.

"There's no denying in the fact ive caused damage to Dream.. but it was for reasons. He had no reason for all the things he did- Hes always done it due to being a bad person! Inculding Tommy, which is what differentiates them-"

Before he could finish, he heard a thud. He went quiet as he looked foward, seeing the prisoner infront of him drop limp. His heart sank, his breath leaving him.

He stood there for a second, processing the scene infront of him before he rushed down on his knees, his trembling hands hovering above Dream's lifeless body. He picked him up gently and put the side of his head against his chest, trying to spot any heartbeat, any sign of life. Nothing.

Panic rose in his chest, shattering his composure. His mind screamed at him. His own heart started to beat out of his chest as his ear ringed. He could barely see anything infront of him, feel anything- smoke poured out of his mask like never before as he could barely breathe. If he took off his mask he would definitly explode. He had to bite his lip to hold himself back from crying. Or screaming.

"Nonononono-"

He repeated over and over, his hand coming up to tug at his fur as he tried to reach for his communicator, barely able to take it out without dropping it from his trembling hand. He opened Punz's contact and messaged him, his frantic fingers not being able to write properly on the screen as he was hyperventilating at this point. He couldnt hold himself back from tearing up.

[Awesamdude messaged Punz]: Punz

[Awesamdude messaged Punz]: Nnd you. Quick.

[Awesamdude messaged Punz]: S abou Dream.

[Awesamdude messaged Punz] : Please

Dream's been quiet as of late. His body barely moving after his last visit from Quackity. Hell he hadn't even touched the potatoes from the night before.

He just sat on the bed staring at the wall across from him, knees brought to his chest. He hadn't even notice the warden appear or approach. It was like physically he was there but everything else was distant. He felt numb... it was a lot better in his own opinion than anything else. His prison uniform was torn up this time. His shirt having been ripped off by Quackity, exposing his back.

No one on the server even knew Dream had wings. All that remained of them were stubs obviously. Something he painfully tried to keep hidden but after yesterday's visit and those stubs were revealed... The fact Dream was a hybrid came to light, and hurting another's hybrid traits was frowned upon among the players. It was an unspoken rule.

And yet... Someone did do that to Dream, and no one knew about it. Some would think he did it himself. But they were torn off, someone physically had to tear them off. Despite everything Dream could never tear off someone's wings. Maybe the realization that two people now knew caused Dream to shut down... To Disassociate. Can't get hurt if you're not mentally there right? It wasn't healthy. {{HOPE YOU DON'T MIND THE ASK- I like your sam btws}}

*The Warden walked in the cell and looked at Dream from afar, a quiet sigh leaving his lips. He couldnt hold back from glancing briefly at Dream's back before coming towards the bed he was sitting at and standing infront of him, his figure slightly looming.*

"Dream."

*He spoke in his usual monotone voice, a hint of tiredness in it.*

"You havent been speaking much lately. Would you do me a favor and answer why that is? If you wont answer, ill just figure it out myself."

*His arms were crossed over his chest as he waited for an answer, slightly inpatient.*

//I dont mind at all hihi ty ty pathetic wet cat man//

[awesamdude-w]

"...A- A timeloop.?"

He seemed utterly confused. How could that even be possible? Hes never heard of anything like that before.

"How so, may i ask..?"

Sup there!

@justthegoddessofdiscord

"Hello.. I think i reconize you. Youre.. Drista, arent you.?"

The Warden examinated the being infront of him with a careful expression, seemingly strangely focused.

"..What is the reason of- your choice to come see me, out of all people. We have barely interacted in the past, from what i remember.."

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The Warden's face twisted at that, eyebrow raising. His words seemed like a desperate attempt to spare his life at first, so he kept listening. His breath was calm and composed, despite it being ever so slightly heavy due to the heat of the cell with his armor and mask.

He did not consider Eryn as a proprety as he was saying, much less a slave- even if the offer did momentarely make him think. It would make anyone think.

The consideration was quick to be replaced by a sick feeling in his stomach. Hearing these words, hearing his fearful tone, hearing sir being used on him- it reminded all too well of the tilted used on Quackity. Hearing it out of a teenagers mouth somehow made it all so much worst.

His grip softened on the handle of his trident, his expression staying stoic despite the subtle change in his demeanor. He felt himself let out a sigh as he finished listening to what he had to say. He began speaking.

"I dont.. consider you as an object, Eryn. You are a person despite the things you have done. I would never treat you as a slave."

He sounded serious and firm, but honest.

"Look- the only reason Dream hasnt treated you badly is because he wants something from you. Its always how he is. Its the exact reason you shouldnt trust him. The server may have failed you in the past, but that doesnt mean you should start trusting anyone. Especially not him."

He shot a glare at the prisoner before bringing his attention back to the teen, blinking slowly.

"I cant forgive you for this, Eryn. And I certainly cant trust you to be close to the prison in the future. But- you dont deserve to feel unsafe. You are allowed to have your own thoughts as long as it doesnt cause any issues. I just want you to undestand- this is serious."

He ever so slowly removed the trident from the wall, though he stood still infront of the other.

"I wont kill you. And im not gonna take you in as some tool. It would be utterly illegal to do that, even for me- But this is your last and only chance."

He let out a quiet hiss, placing a firm hand on Eryn's shoulder. He leaned down a little, enough to get to eye level. He looked in his eyes, expression serious.

"You are forbidden from coming to this prison at any instance. If I catch you even close, I will kill you without any hesitation. Is that clear.?"

He waited, eyes darting ever so slightly left and right before he stood at his full height once more.

"Im gonna escort you out. And as soon as you are away, i dont want you to look back for even a second.

Eryn didn't care that Sam told him no. Fuck him, he wanted answers and honestly... He didn't think Dream did anything wrong, I mean why else would they treat him so poorly. So he broke in, under the guise of an invisibility potion. Moving quickly through the prison and activating the panel for the platform all while Sam was distracted by a different thing entirely. Though he didn't think too much about his plan, leaving the lava wall open and upon approaching the platform he drank some milk. Reaching Dream he looked at him. "Hey there- uhm... You probably don't know me but i'm new... to the server... uh... But I've heard about you." (Eryn)

Dream hadn't been expecting a visitor quite yet, it had only been a couple of hours since Quackity last visited. Sure he could've been going twice in one day, Sam was pretty pissed off. But still! He wasn't sure exactly why Sam would let him back this time. His back still ached with invisible gashes, his jumpsuit had been torn apart at the back and frankly he hardly seemed to know what to do, now at least.

He sat up when the platform approached, keeping perfectly still, calm, his hands itched to cover his face with something yet he knew there was nothing to protect it. He was incredibly relieved when he saw the other man, eyes darting over the boy curiously.

"No... We haven't met yet." He paused, "good things I hope?" the joke was purely humorless, he knew they wouldn't be good. He knew no-one out there had good things to say about him.

"What brings you to my humble abode?"

He didn't stand, watching the stranger from the floor, he didn't feel like fighting against the chains, like asserting his dominance, they didn't seem to be preparing to attack him.

It reminded him of Tommy in some funny way.

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A small container was resting on Ponk's doorstep, along with a bouquet of flowers on top. The items were neatly tied in a red colored ribbon, matching the roses wrapped in paper. The container seemed to have freshly baked lemon flavored cookies. On the very top of the bouquet, a small note was left, open to read. The handwriting was neat and had an almost profesional style to it.

"Hey Ponk. I found these roses, so i thought you might like them. They made me think of you. The cookies were baked by me. Theyre lemon flavored.

Im sorry i havent been able to see you recently. I hope youre doing okay. Have a good day for me, you deserve it. Please take care of yourself. I love you."

- @awesamdude-w

Ponk had taken care of the flowers, and gotten them trimmed and put into a vase. And then they'd stared at the cookie tin for a long time.

They missed Sam. So much. A lot more than they liked to admit sometimes. They set the tin down and read over the letter a couple times. Before crumpling it up. It hurt to stare at.

Eventually they'd bake again, when they got materials to. Maybe they'd make Sam a pie. Or cake. But for now they were upset.

[awesamdude-w]

//People are awful omfg. Please stay safe.

Hello dear!

Sorry for bothering you, but it's important to remind you to turn off your asks for a few days! Bad things are going to happen on Tumblr soon...

Don t know anything about this but BETTER BE SAFE EVERYBODY!!!!!!

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{Awesamdude whispered to Ponk}: I cant take any risks. Dream needs to be secured full time. Even leaving for a day could be a security risk.. not that my guards arent competent at their jobs, but i dont trust them to be alone with him. If i had the choice to come and see you, i would.

Its not that i- dont like you, or something, its just.. things have changed.

You did nothing wrong.

Say hello to your friend for me, if it makes you feel better.

{Ponk whispered to Awesamdude}: we're doin' a book club meeting again. Thought I'd invite you. I have a really good friend who's gonna be coming for the first time. I think you'd like them. (: They're quite nice.

{Awesamdude whispered to Ponk}: I dont have time for these things. You know this.

Im sorry.