Edited 10/19/2021 - _SilverRaine (I did not change words or the storyline)
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A/N - Did i rewrite this? Yes!
Is it late? Yea!
Do I care a single bit? Not really.
I didn't really like the way it was written before, so im rewriting it!
I am making this a little better since it sucked, it'll still be Dad!Techno and Son!Dream though. I just want a little more reason as to why they are how they are, kinda like backstory, anyway I'll stop rambling and taking yalls time :) here you go!
I love you and I hope you enjoy! And rewriting this with another story line in mind is amazing! I have so many ideas! Ok i swear im gonna stop lol nah im kidding but i really appreciate y'all and love your kindness :) stay safe! <3
TW - Yelling, Panic Attack, And Slight Fighting (Only in the beggining)
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-Third Person POV With Dream-
Dream was starting to tear up. He couldn't escape the disappointed glares of two of his longest friends.
"Dream... We asked for one thing... ONE THING!! Yet, you STILL almost fuck up!"
George had never yelled at him like that. Sure they have fought a lot in the past, and both of them had hit him multiple times, but George's tone was like daggers stabbing him. The yelling broke the silence that had taken up the room and seemed to make Dream shrink while George grew taller.
"G-george I-I didn't mean to. I had to preen my wings and-"
Sapnap cut him off, his glare almost worse then his loud yell,
"NO DREAM! You fucked up. No excuses anymore. All we had asked was that you kept your wings hidden. And you almost did, but then you allowed yourself to almost get caught by Tommy.. TOMMY of all people... Really? That child could of had leverage over you dumbass"
He came up to Dream and slapped him in the face. The slap could be heard all throughout the room and it echoed off the wall and right into his ear. At first Dream hadn't realized he had been hit, but when he did, he held his hand up to his face and the tears almost started to fall.
"S-sap- why.. What, why?"
Dream looked down and hung his arms by his side.
"Because dream you need a reality check. Not all things are about you ya know. Now me and George are leaving until you can get your shit together,"
George nods and both of them leave the room and the house.
Not like they'd want to be around me right now.
Instead of keeping the tears in like he would usually do after fights, he let them fall.
The tears felt like acid.
I guess I haven't cried like this in a long time.
Dream didn't know when he ended up walking himself to his bedroom, but when he woke up he was in his bed wrapped in blankets.
Honestly he didn't want to ever get up at all, but then there was a knock on his house door.
He grumbled, but forced his body to get up and walk downstairs. On his way he grabbed an apple from the fruit basket in the kitchen, then headed to the door to open it.
He stumbled a bit, confused on why Techno and Phil were at his door.
"Dream?"
Techno looked him up and down then into his eyes.
I can guess why... I'm only in boxers and a hoodie, my hair is all over the place, and let's not get started on my face. It's probably still red from me crying last night.
"Oh um h-hey Techno... Hi Phil... W-why are you at my house?"
Dream was looking between the two men standing at his door suspiciously.
"Dream? Mate, are you okay? You don't look well,"
"Oh I'm fine, just... just tired"
He rubbed his eyes to try and look more awake.
"You don't look like you're fine Dream, you look like you're actually dead... just tell us what happened... please,"
Techno looked at him pleadingly and anyone could see the worry in his eyes.
Dream and Techno weren't really close, but did care for each other as rivals, and friends. Most people would think they hated eachother when they were actually just kind of like family.
They trust each other a lot, but agree that there are some things they'd rather not share.
Techno doesn't share what the voices say most of the time, but sometimes he will tell Dream the funny things. There was one time he said that they argued about which chocolate bars tasted better.
Dream doesn't show his face for personal reasons and Techno knows he's uncomfortable with it. He knows that he didn't-
Wait
My face-
Fuck
Dream let out a gasp and ran back up the stairs into his bedroom and rummaged around until he found his mask.
He unclipped the buckle connected to the string on the back of the porcelain object and put it on. He could already feel the comfort of it on him as soon as he slipped it onto his face and snapped it into place. He loved the feeling of secrecy and would not let himself be vulnerable in front of people that could stab him in the back.
Dream got up and turned around just to see the two men from before standing at his bedroom door. They had both worried and confused looks on their faces,
"Dream?" Phil asked slowly walking up to him. Dream started to shake and walked backwards towards the wall.
"P-please don't!! Not again I-I said I was sorry!" He whimpered out.
This situation reminded him of the many slaps across his body he had received from Sapnap and George.
"Dream what are you talking about?" Techno asked while following after Phil.
Phil was walking up to Dream while he was distracted.
He didn't realize he was spaced out until he felt the touch of someone grabbing his wrist. It caused him to panic and he started to move around. He was doing whatever he could to get away from whoever had pulled him closer to their body.
He cried and hit and kicked and whatever, he could do to get out of the mysterious persons grip. It hurt so much and he's never been held this long before.
It hurts.
Why was it hurting? It shouldn't- It shouldn't hurt... that's not normal is it?...Why?
He started to sob pulling at whoever was holding him. Begging for more touch, something to help him through what was happening.
"Please it-it burns...P-please" He cried out again, hitting and pushing.
"Shh calm down Dream, it will all be okay," the voice promised and Dream could vaguely recognize the person the voice belonged to, Philza.
That's when he started to calm down, not by much, but a little. It was just enough to where he could focus on his surroundings.
Phil was in front of him. Dream's face was on his chest and he was holding him tight. All Dream could see was the dark green of Phil's shirt.
He tried to pull himself off, but could only get so far before he wasn't able to move anymore.
With Phil's grip on his still exhuasted body, he started letting his body slowly lean back into the older ones chest and into the darkness of sleep.
-Techno's POV-
I look at Phil, I don't know what just happened. One minute we are here to ask Dream something, the next he's passed out in Phil's arms. I keep replaying the moments of him crying and hitting.
"What just... happened?" I ask walking up from behind Phil to sit in front of him. I crouched down to get a better look.
"I don't know mate, but something's wrong. He panicked when he realized we saw his face... Did you see how young he is? Techno he looks younger than Tommy..."
That's when it hit me. He did. He looked and sounded like he was younger than Tommy. Maybe... two years?
Although, if Tommy was seventeen ... That could mean Dream was fifteen ...
No
That- that can't be I-
No. I refuse. I refuse to believe that he might be younger than Tommy.
"Phil is he... No he-he can't be... He's not younger then Tommy that- that can't be- Phil tell me it's not true... Please tell me it's not true," I'm practically begging, but I don't care. I look at Dream in disbelief,
"Phil please tell me that he's not please...." Phil looked at me then back at Dream
"I'm sorry Tech, I-"
Phil choked on his sentence before he could even finish it, but I knew what he meant. I knew what he was thinking.
God this can't be true it just can't.
I look away not wanting to see the sight of my rival in the most vulnerable state he's ever been in. It just feels wrong to see it.
"Phil I'm- I'm gonna go I'll be back in a bit I just- I can't-"
I mess up my words while trying to explain why I wanted to leave,
"Son I get it, go, I know you two were close. You probably need some time and when he wakes up I bet he will too,"
After that sentence, I ran down the stairs and out of the house. I couldn't believe it. No. Not that Dream might be a child, but that Dream was a child. In fact, a child who was younger than Tommy. Multiple years younger.
Dream at such a young age had fought in a war, been called a villain, and a tyrant. By my own brother no less... Why?... Why is life like this?
I know Dream just wanted peace, he told me during our sparring sessions. I just couldn't believe it.
-Phil's POV-
I sighed as I heard the door slam. This must be affecting Techno hard. I know they're closer than they let on. They're like family.
I look down at the young boy in my arms, his hair covers his mask and his soft snoring fills the air.
It's hard to tell without seeing his face, but I can tell he looks like an angel while sleeping.
I lay him on the floor and get up just to pick him up once again. I then walk to his bed and lay him down on the, hopefully, soft mattress. I cover him up and then freeze.
Should I?
I don't think he can breathe in that mask asleep so I slowly start to take the mask off. With a final click, it comes undone.
His face is soft and somewhat chubby. It's a cute chubby though, like baby chubby. It actually fits him.
I lay the mask down on the bedside table and walk out of the room quietly, closing the door behind so I didn't wake the teenager.
Gosh, what happened to him? The way he held onto me... It was like a kid crying for their parents. He said the touch burned... Why did it burn?
I walk downstairs to see what food Dream has so I can make something. It would be good for when Techno comes back plus when Dream wakes up.
I walk into the kitchen and look in the cabinets. It seems to have everything, but nothing looks touched.
I wonder how much Dream eats. It could be a problem for his health if it's not a lot.
I sigh as I take mushrooms, onions, and other things I need for the soup I'm going to make. If dream can't take food down well, this will be our best bet.
I'll make some honey tea to go along with it. He's always loved my tea. Which makes me happy since none of my children do.
*Cough Techno* *Cough Wilbur* *Cough Tommy*
It's just some regular tea mixed with one spoonful of sugar and lots of honey. It'll be good for Dream.
Now that I look at it, Dream has such a sweet tooth. He always brings sweet things to his and Techno's sparring. He knew because Techno talks about how it's not healthy, but I know he finds it adorable. I do too especially since he always has a piece of candy in his bag.
Guess I never thought about it that much.
I put my focus back into the food waiting for it to be done.
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Hey y'all!!
That was the very first chapter and I'm really proud of it!!
I hope you guys are proud of me too because this might have actually been the longest thing thing I've ever wrote.
But, uh anyways lol hope I y'all enjoyed and I'm sorry but I'm rewriting Protective and Wings!
This is an idea that was made by: Misunderstood-Dream
Their idea is really good! You can check them out because I think their really cool!
It still goes along with my Dad!Techno idea so I thought it would be fun to write!
Ending Word Count: 2192
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