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Minecraft, But You Can't Leave

Summary:

"Today, we play a coded version of Minecraft VR in our minds. Our goal is to survive as long as we can and beat the game. Enjoy."

Notes:

❗️❗️This is a SFW strict story, aside from these various warnings:❗️❗️
-Strong blood / violence / character death
-Strong language
-Alcohol use
-Themes of depression/ suicidal ideation

‼️‼️Please respect Dream and George & don't harass them pls! Also dont pressure them to be shippy even tho they said they r cool with being shipped ‼️‼️ the announcement chapter goes off abt this
:( ty ilya

this was originally posted on my wattpad btw but i wanted to make it more seen :)

Chapter Text

“Yo.”

“Do you have your setup ready?”

“Yeah, do you?”

“Yeah.”

“What are we waiting for, then?”

--

 

It was a Tuesday. Dream generally thought Tuesday's were boring- who didn't? He got up in the morning to the same boring ceiling, took a boring shower, went to boring work in his boring car, and got home to his boring apartment. It wasn't that he didn't like it- he felt blessed to be so stable financially and whatnot- it was just… dull. 

Today, he saw something new on his twitter feed.



It was a Tuesday. George didn't mind Tuesday's. He saw them as being better than Monday’s, which was a positive. He volunteered at the local animal friends every free Wednesday. It was usually work, then home for a good few empty hours. He recorded videos then, usually. 

Today, he saw something new on his twitter feed.

 

They looked at the tweet on their desktop monitors with interest. 

 

“Introducing Origin Spark! In addition to creating single and multi-user home experiences, the Origin Spark system also allows players to play the same name in their own virtual neurological dream. A new idle port is now added to the power of the home gaming system to provide unprecedented new video game styles. In stores now.”

 

There had been no news about this product anywhere aside from various gaming news twitter pages and game update websites. 

 

Naturally, George called Dream on Discord.

Naturally, Dream called George on Discord.

 

“Drea-”
“-eorge?”

“Did you see the-”
“New console? Yeah.”

“Is it legit??”
“I think so? I’m suspicious because it’s literally popped up now, and now only, so…”
“Have you ordered one?”
“Are you crazy?”

“...”
“I ordered two. One’s at my local Gamestop right now.”

“Dream, what-”

“One is going to your house. From your Gamestop.”
“Dream, I was joking, besides, how do you even know it works-”

“Sap’s friend tried it. Or, well- is trying it. He hooked Breath of The Wild up to it, and hasn't stopped playing. He won’t until he beats the game.”
“That’s senile. Who would do that?”
“Dunno, but we’re doing the same thing with Minecraft.”
“What?”

“Yeah. Actually, your thing should be coming in veeeery soon, George.”

“How are you so prepared?”

“A magician never tells his secrets. Especially if the secrets are based around bribing people with money.”

“Oh my god-”

“Call me back when your thing arrives, I’ve cancelled my plans tonight and tomorrow already. You should too. Cya!”

“Wait, Dream-”

Click.

Around an hour later, Dream’s discord began getting pinged profusely. Dream moseyed his way back to his desk in his room, expecting his friend and answering.

 

“Did you get it?” 

“Yeah, but it's confusing as all hell! The console is in some Russian language, I had to google translate everything, and I’m still confused…” George sigh crackled through Dream’s headphones. “This sounds fun and all, but I’m not sure how long this will take to set up. Do we have to do this now?”

“...Well, I already set mine up. Also, I sent you a tutorial and a link to the Minecraft plugin from Reddit on Discord, so like… up to you.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah, so. Call me back when you have it set up and ready.”

George hung up and grabbed a snack before jumping back into the console. He set it up following the feats of some young poor-mic chap. He got it done and called Dream back up.

 

“Yo.”

“Do you have your setup ready?”

“Yeah, do you?”

“Yeah.”

“What are we waiting for, then?”

They loaded in.