Chapter 9 || Revivals and Questions

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Wilbur stroked Dream's hair while whispering words of reassurance, Dream very slowly but eventually calmed down, Wilbur smiled sadly and stood up and left the room,

-In Dream's dream———————

(Dream's pov)

I was in a the bedroom again, lime green walls and the sea green carpet, the forest green bed was pushed into the corner near the closet,

Nononono, please no, not again,

There was a broken mirror that displayed my even more terrified eight year old self with horns and shiny black wings, and suddenly the door burst open, a small four year old dirty blonde kid burst in, she had bloody black and purple wings though and broken bloody horns, she had tears in her forest green eyes,

I rushed towards the kid, "What's wrong Drista?" I asked, "He wants to see you," she sobbed,

"Go hide I'll distract him," I whisper fearfully,

Nononono, please not again, NONO PLEASE,

She crawls under the bed and I head downstairs, the drunken mess of a father stood in the bloody messed up living room,

"Ah, Dream," he said, my eyes widen in fear, he was not drunk, which some might think is good, but not in this case, he was more violent when he wasn't drunk.

"Y-yes?" I stuttered fearfully, "I need money.. and ender dragon hybrids are quite expensive lately.." he said ominously, the blood drained from my face,

"A-are you going to s-sell me?" I say, to say I was terrified was an understatement, he smiled a chilling one,

Look away, look away, get out, get out,

"No.. it might be more.. painful though.." he said menacingly, I turned to run away in fear, but he grabbed me by the hood of my sweater,

"That was a bad idea," he says ominously and grabs a butchers knife, "Now hold still!" He cackled, I stumble back and squeeze my eyes shut,

"Dream? It's okay.. it'll be alright.. calm down Dream.." I hear a voice say,

What the hell? Who's there?

"Dream you're okay.." they say again, their voice is soft and reassuring, who are they?

I shakily open my eyes and look up, everything is stone and frozen in time,

Are the nightmares done? How did this person stop them?

The scene slowly morphs into sweet, blissful, relaxing darkness,

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Wilbur silently closes Dream's door and went to his room, 'Nightmares in the first night back alive? Yikes..' Wilbur thought to himself, he changed in more comfortable clothes and took off his glasses and went to bed,

-The Next Day-

Wilbur woke up and looked out his window, the sun was just beginning to rise, Wilbur always found the arctic sunrises beautiful, the oranges and yellows, and occasional lavender,

Wilbur decided to stop admiring the sunrise and to get up, Wilbur stood up, put his glasses on and got changed into a yellow hoodie and black jeans,

Wilbur walked out of the room and into the kitchen and took out his communicator,

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<Wilbur Soot> When you said Dream might be asleep awhile, how long did you mean?

<DreamXD> Probably a day or so,

<DreamXD> It requires a lot of energy to revive other ghosts,

<Wilbur Soot> Huh strange, thanks anyway,

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Wilbur put his communicator away after that and grabbed an apple to eat and walked to the living room to read,

After a bit of reading he thought a bit about what Dream had them before the final battle,

Schlatt also got revived but it was an accident..

Quackity was acting strange when he saw us at Kinoko and the garden.. he was Vice President when L'manburg was around..

He might have answers about Schlatt..

Maybe we could go to Kinoko when Dream wakes up..

Does Schlatt have something to do with Dream and him snapping?

...

I'll ask Dream after he wakes up,

-A couple hours later-

Wilbur looked at the clock, '6:57' it read, Wilbur heard a rustle from Dream's room and decided to check on him,

Wilbur opened the door to see Dream sitting with his head in his hands, "Dream?" Wilbur said quietly, Dream looked up with a clearly surprised look on his face,

The look of surprise was quickly replaced by one of sorrow as Dream's eyes filled with tears,

Dream suddenly launched himself at Wilbur and clung onto him, Wilbur stumbled back and fell to the ground in surprise,

"D-Dream?" Wilbur asked in surprise, the response he got was the sound of sobs, Wilbur felt his shoulder start to soak with tears and felt pity for Dream,

"Hey.. you're okay.. what happened?" Wilbur asked soothingly, Dream sobs began to grow quieter,

"I-I'm sorry, I should've listened to you! I don't know what happened but the demon- him- XD- Drista- the guilt- everything just caught up at once I didn't know what to do!" Dream sobbed,

Wilbur smiled sadly, "It's okay.. it must've been hard for you," Wilbur whispered as Dream's sobs echoed through the house, Wilbur stayed sitting on the ground drawing circles onto Dream's back to calm him down as Dream cried loudly,

Wilbur pulled away from the hug to brush the tears from Dream's tired eyes and smile reassuringly,

"It'll be okay, you should get some rest," Wilbur said, Dream nodded tiredly,

Wilbur carried Dream to the bed and laid Dream down and put the blankets over him,

"Rest Dream, you need it," Wilbur whispered softly as Dream's eyes slowly fluttered shut,

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