Eva's New Hermitcraft and Dream SMP Oneshots

Mischlings - (Fluff - Tommy/Schlatt)

"Yes, yes you are a big man Tommy. I'm JSchlatt, but call me Schlatt." The horned one finished just as Tommy took a breath, "we should go talk in private Dream."

Tommy immediately begin talking again as he shoved his hand out to Dream, "nice to meet you Big D! Call me Big Man."

"Please don't call me that. Come on Schlatt." Dream turned and walked away leaving Tommy and I standing awkwardly under the orange sky. Well, it was mostly me standing awkwardly, Tommy was already running around screaming about how the cool the flag was and how excited he was to have a new friend.

"So you're a mischling?"

Tommy stopped literally midstep as the words fell out of my mouth and he stumbled slightly, the silence and tension quickly rising as I realized how strange of a question that would be anywhere other than Dream's Secret Mischling Paradise or DSMP for short. Mischlings weren't really accepted in the world and were often outcast, if not killed.

And the biggest problem?

It was just a genetic thing like green eyes. If you parents happened to hold a specific gene and it mutated slightly, bam mischling. That's why each mischling was slightly different; each mutation was different.

Children of any age could randomly display mischling behaviour and be abandoned. That's why Dream's ancestors had created the DSMP. Our leaders, nicknamed Dream, was usually the strongest of us and with his manipulation powers, this Dream was an easy candidate. He was promoted when he about 15 years about.

He had found me a couple years later as I was surviving almost strictly on honey since I could talk to insects, but let's be honest, only bees are the intelligent ones. Dragonflies are nice but prefer being along.

The silence had stretched on way too long as I was daydreaming about meeting Dream for the first time and Tommy was still staring at me with an unreadable look to his face. I needed to break the tension but I didn't know how. Then I heard a gentle buzzing as a couple bees floated lazily into the field and towards the flowers. I could hear them chatting about how windy it had been and how behind they were for their daily quota.

"Hey!" I watched Tommy flinch visible and the bees slightly pause before buzzing towards my out stretched hand where they buzzed happily as I gently stroked their fluffy butts. "Tommy, come meet Buzzter and Polly."

I grinned up at Tommy who took a tentative step forward. "You're a mischling too?"

I nodded before holding the bees towards Tommy. Polly lazily buzzed towards the blond who watched her in interest before she landed on his arm and crawling towards a flower on the taller's shirt.

"This is fake!" I laughed at Polly's confusion as she lifted off of Tommy's shirt in annoyance and headed to the flowers.

Tommy was looking at me confused as I doubled over laughing after Buzzter followed after Polly. I wiped a tear from my eye as I looked back at Tommy. "I can talk to them."

"Oh. That's cool."

I noted how Tommy was still very tentative even after all his excitement earlier, but I still wanted to know what he was. "So..."

"Changling." Tommy answered before I even had a chance to continue. "Or at least that's what I call myself. Shapeshifter is another way to describe it."

"No way." I had heard of some super awesome powers like Dream's ability, or Sapnap's fire magic, or Wilbur who could walk through walls but straight up shapeshifting?

"It's not as cool as it sounds," Tommy clarified, "I have to be looking at the creature and it really hurts, but once I had learned to control it, I was able to go into villages which really helped Schlatt out. He apparently found me when he was 15 and it was about 5 years later when he started getting his horns. I was 6 at the time so I was able to beg for money and food since Schlatt drilled shifting control into my brain."