Dream oneshots

Happy (Rewritten)

Warnings: death, blood?, weapons, mention toutore and starvation. (Executed dream AU)

I was playing with my clock when I see the lava go down. I deeply hoped it wasn't Quackity, but I knew it was probably him......

What I see is Quackity, George, Sapnap, and Sam. I look at them, curious on what is going on. 'Are they letting me out of prison?!' I hopefully think. Was I punished enough to be let out?! 《Sorry Dream-  buttttttttt-》

"Dream," Quackity says.

"Yes?" I answer in a small raspy voice. 

Gegore ties my hands together. I'm led outside, still not getting a answer from Quackity. I see everyone outside too. All circled around a clear spot. The spot has nothing. I'm so fucking confused. They sit me on the grass. Quackity above me. This is when panic starts to rise in my chest. What was going on?!....

I notice people's faces. Upset, mad, happy?...

"Dream, for your wrong doings, we have decided you deserve to pay the price. You will die," Quackity informed me. 

My mouth dry. I didn't do anything wrong! These stupid idiots. I was trying to create peace, and didn't they do the same things I did? They all wanted controlled, like me, I wanted the control the keep peace. They killed people too! And their killing me?! What did I do to deserve this?! Nothing! Fucking nothing! I stay silent though despite the anger and sadness that clouded my mind. 

Besides, I was locked in the prison, tourtored and starved! Was it not enough to please them? To make them feel like I was wroth to be around?.....am I not wroth that much to be treated like an out of control animal?...

Quackity puts the sword to my neck. I remember this is my last life, I'll be gone forever. Can I even revive myself? I did revive Wilvur, but if anyone dies after me.........they'll be dead forever. Part of me wishes they all have a war and die, but the other part wants them to live a long peaceful life, even if that meant I couldn't be happy...

Well........ at least everyone will be happy..........(: 《b-but not me!》

POV: 3RD PERSON 

Dreams thoat was cut. Blood dripped from his neck and behide the mask, his bright green eyes became a dull and lifeless green. Dreams lifeless and dead body fell to the ground. A message appeared in chat. 

Dream was killed by Quackity. 0 lives left.

Everyone looked at the last message. Most hadn't realized he was on his last life. And we're surpised he didn't drop the relieve book. He really ment it. He brunt it. The few who had known he was on his last life had fought to keep them from killing him, but it didn't work as they were outnumbered. Philza went and picked up his body. He brought it up a clearing, which he remembered was one of Dreams favorite places. He dug a little grave and barried his body. 

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Weeks later Dream was held a funeral. They had gotten notes the day after Dream had died form Dream, explaining himself and his apologies, as well as giving people their stuff and his stuff. 

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DreamWasTaken:

A Leader, Friend, Brother, Lover, Son.

May he rest in peace knowing he made a impact on this world.

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No please-

I'm frinking crying, why-

Anyway, I loved making that chapter for some reason. Sorry for not posting yesterday so I made a longer chapter for you guys! 🙂 

Bye!!!!

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