What If?

☁️Get Him Out of my Head☁️

Just an idea that could've happened but never did



Warning this story mentions..

-spoilers for Someone New Joining the SMP/Fallen Fates

-unalivment

-realivment

-techno-itis (hearing voices)

-panic at the disco

-depressing thoughts

What if Nova AND Dream get revived but they only had 1 body?

Nova took a deep breath as they sat up, feeling a familiar soft cloth under them, a blanket? They carefully looked around the room, how were they not dead? They just stabbed Dream in the inbetween and now moon was laying in their bed.

"h-hello?" Moon's voice was a bit hoarse as they spoke, leaving them more confused. "I-is anyone here?" They were back in their home but it was different.. The picture frames of moon and their friends were all faced down on the shelves, there were purple flowers in the vases that used to be blue, and random book's on that used to be on shelves seemed to be stacked by moon's reading chair.

Quickly footsteps ascended to the loft, moon looked towards the steps, seeing Eret with teary eyes. Her sunglasses were sitting atop of his head, revealing his white eyes. "Nova... You-you're.."

"I'm..i'm alive.." The royal bi quickly ran over to them, giving them a giant hug. "What happened..?"

"Dream killed you.. Then you came back somehow, and then disappeared again. We had no idea what happened to you until your body showed back up here. You body was alive but your conciseness was...was not.." She sniffled. "I-i've been trying to figure out how to bring you back but no matter what I tried-"

"Well whatever you did worked..."

'Says you, i'd rather be back where I belong.' Nova flinched at the voice, making Eret pull away from the hug.

"Are you okay?" She asked, looking at moon in confusion.

"I-i..I heard him..?" They looked around the room, alarmed that he was there, watching them. "He-he's here.."

'Not quite'

"Who's here? It's just me" The reality traveler looked back at Eret. Fear in their eyes while they looked at their dad.

"D-dream.. I-I heard him.." Moon went to stand but the older brunette made them sit back down. "Eret-"

"Dream's dead, Nova. He died in the Inbetween, he didn't have anymore lives, remember?"

'Dead? Well I don't feel too dead, Nova' Dream's voice chucked, echoing though their head. Moon clasped their hands over moons ears. 'Do that all you want, I'm not going anywhere. You're going to hear me forever.'

"Shut up! Shut the fuck up!" The enby felt hands on their wrists. "He-he won't shut up.."

"Dream?"

"He-he keeps talking to me..I-I want it to stop..." Moon pulled their knees to moons chest, putting their head against their knees. Tears began to roll down their cheeks.

"I-I don't know how to help you.."

'He can't help you.'

"He-he says you can't help me... Dad..pl-please say he's wrong..." Nova brought their head up, looking her in the eyes. 

"I don't know... but i'm going to try everything I can to help. For now you just..you have to try and ignore him..?" Moon put their hands in their hair, leaving moons head to fall back down on their knees. 

'You can try all you want, kiddo. I'll be here for good."

A few weeks passed, and Eret still couldn't figure out what was going on with Nova. Moon had distanced themself from everyone, they still somewhat visited home but they had their own special place. Moon needed a place to themself, even though they could never really be alone because of Dream.

'Here again? God this place is boring.'

"It's a tree house, who cares. I like it and it helps.." They said aloud to the voice in their head as they rested against the wood for the window. 

'Helps with what? Me?'

"Funny enough, no. Nothing I do helps me with you.. It helps get rid of the darkness I guess, if that makes sense?"

'It does to me, i'm in your head so, yea it make sense to me... It's super dark in here and loud'

"I know..." They closed their eyes, leaning moons head against the wood. 

'I know we're supposed to hate each other but are you okay? I hear your thoughts you know.. and the things I hear are-'

"Dark? Yeah I know."

'Why do you hate yourself so much?'

"Am I finally getting a therapy session?" Moon chuckled to themself, beginning to open their eyes.

'Yeah, totally. But seriously, almost all of your thoughts are...depressing..'

"I know" They moved away from the window, sitting at a small table. "I've been like this for years. My head's broken in more ways than one" 

'Hey... I know this doesn't mean much but if you ever need help you can just talk to me...we're stuck together forever y'know'

"Maybe having you around isn't so bad.."

'Maybe being in your head won't be too bad either.'

word count: 818