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You had been carving this shelter in the deep dark for weeks. You needed it fully functional and self-sustainable before you broke into the prison. You had a meticulous plan, you knew the Warden’s sleep schedule and you’d learned how to make redstone contraptions.
You’d spent the past day brewing more potions than you thought you’d need. You’d even made an entirely new set of netherite armour for yourself. You didn’t want the Warden to recognize your regular set, you’d even made the netherite boots two sizes too large for you. You were worried that you’d track mud into the prison and the Warden would track you down by the boot patterns and foot size. You knew you were being paranoid, but honestly, you needed to be. You were going to break a criminal out of jail, after all.
In your opinion, making the shelter be self-sustaining had been the easy part. You’d built 3 farms, one for carrots, wheat, and beetroot. You knew that he had only been eating raw potatoes, so you didn’t want to have potatoes anywhere in the shelter.
The hard part had been the actual building aspect. You had needed to find time to collect resources and mine the actual shelter out, while maintaining your social life so that no one would suspect that you were up to anything.
You’d finished putting all of the animals into their pens yesterday. You didn’t know which meat he would prefer so you just caught six of each. The kitchen was already full of meats and vegetables so he wouldn’t have to tend the farms or the animals until he was feeling better.
You’d caught him a glow squid and build him an aquarium in the main room. You’d done your best to make the entire shelter as nice as possible, he would have to spend most of his time down here and the last thing that you wanted was for it to feel like another prison.
You’d taught yourself to sew and crochet so that you could make tapestries to hang on the walls. You’d made sure that the bedding was soft, warm, and comfortable. Most of the shelter was carpeted to give it a homey vibe. You’d collected music disc’s so he would never be left in silence.
There were only two things left to do, be inconspicuous and break Dream out. You went to the farm giving all the animals enough food to survive for a week before grabbing your bag full of potions. You grabbed your regular armour off of the stand and put it on, making sure your new set was in your enderchest. You sealed the entrance up as you left and headed towards Snowchester. You’d be helping Tubbo with some terraforming while using them as a makeshift shield. If you were with them in Snowchester, how could you have broken Dream out of prison?
Tubbo was happy for the help, and before you knew it, three days had passed. Tubbo announced that everyone would have an off day, the storm that would hit in the morning would make terraforming nearly impossible. You planned to strike the prison before the storm hit, so as soon as the sun went down, you started to get ready. You took everything out of your bags and counted each potion, before repacking them and neatly leaving them by the door.
As soon as your clock told you that it was midnight, you were up. You grabbed your bag full of potions and a few enderchests, you didn’t know how many you would need so it would be better to pack extra rather not enough. You drank an invisibility and speed potion and quietly opened the door to the house you were staying in, you shut it silently and ran into the forest in the direction of the prison.
It was a perfect night for a prison escape. The dark storm clouds blotted out any light from the moon and stars, making it hard for you to see where you were going, but it would also make it hard for anyone to track you as you ran. You hoped that tomorrow’s storm would hide any of your footprints, as you weren’t currently wearing your new large boots. You didn’t want a trail of those prints leading from Snowchester to the prison. That would be a pretty big giveaway. You stopped multiple times to drink more speed potions, but you saved the invisibility ones for when you were closer to civilization.
The prison came into view but you ran past it, to BadBoyHalo and Skeppy’s mansion. You drank an invisibility potion before you ran out of the tree line, leaning against the mansion wall. You didn’t know if they were asleep, or if they were even home. You hadn’t heard from either in a while, but you hoped they were both in the mansion, asleep. It would be easier for you to escape if they were. Bad would ask Sam questions and Skeppy would be a big distraction to both of them.
You leaned against the wall, waiting for your speed potion to run out and running through the instructions to make the piston contraption, and making sure you had everything you needed.
You put the large netherite boots on, and as soon as the speed potion ran out you headed towards the prison’s first doorway. You smiled to yourself when you noticed the amount of mud and wet sand you had to walk through to get to the prison entrance.
Your paranoia had paid off. You tracked the mud and sand into the entrance, not bothering to stop and clean it up.
You quickly began to build the contraption. Your hands shook as you laid the redstone out. You put up the redstone torches. You made sure to put the repeater at the right setting before placing the piston and a block of obsidian in front of the piston, the button to activate it, just in reach. It would push the obsidian block into the portal, smashing it, and leaving it there so it couldn’t light up again. You lit the portal and pushed the button, stepping into the portal. You went through to the nether just before the redstone that would activate the piston lit up.
You waited in the nether for a few minutes, making sure the Warden wouldn’t storm through after hearing the noise. After deeming it to be safe, you lit the portal up and stepped through. You couldn’t be certain this would link up to the one in the main entrance, but you really hoped it would. You had a plan B if this plan went wrong, but it would take too long, and would definitely get you caught and killed.
The portal led to the main entrance, the Warden didn’t close it. It made sense that he left it open, if there was an emergency, he couldn’t be wasting time finding a flint and steel. But there you were, invisible in the main entrance right in front of the sleeping Warden. He had taken to sleeping at his desk since Technoblade had escaped. You quietly walked past the visitor’s entrance, to the one he always used. It meant you’d have to walk past him, but his entrance had the controls.
As soon as you were down the hall, you took off running. You didn’t have a minute to spare. You had 3 hours to get Dream into the shelter and to get back to Snowchester. If you could get back to Snowchester before the Warden noticed that Dream was gone, you could make it look like you’d never left the bed.
You ran past the smaller prison cells and into the lava control room. You knew to only press the button once, or the lava would start to fill up again, but which button? Sam hadn’t labeled any of them. You figured he knew them all by heart, but he had never allowed you to look over at the controls. You looked at them now and decided between the three buttons. The first one you clicked didn’t do anything, you were praying that you hadn’t just clicked an alarm button. You took your boots off and checked how long you had left on the invisibility potion. You grabbed another just in case. You waited for a few minutes, but the only thing that you could hear was the lava popping. No footsteps. You sighed in relief.
You clicked the next one and the bridge started moving, you knew you would have to wait for it to dock before trying to call it back, but at least it gave Dream a heads up that he was getting a visitor.
You heard the prison cell give off that low rumble that meant the bridge had docked, and you pressed the button again, calling it back. You couldn’t press the button to get rid of the lava while the bridge was out or the system would glitch and alert the Warden that there was something in the lava. You remembered that from your first visit when Dream had kept throwing his clock and his books into the lava.
The bridge docked and you clicked the button to lower the lava. You went to the bridge to assess the damage, since it was always near the intense heat of the lava, you knew the damage couldn’t be too bad. The brick was a little singed, but that seemed to be the worst of it. You sighed in relief. The lava lowered just enough for you to see over it and into the cell. Your potion was still in effect, so he couldn’t see you, but you could see him. He looked thin and pale. He was clearly malnourished. Luckily you had packed some god apples for him to eat the second he was out. You both watched the lava slowly lower. You noticed that the netherite wall was up on his side, that must have been what the first button did. You went over and pressed the bridge button, waiting for it to dock before pressing the first button, lowering the wall. There were seconds left on the potion effect as you went to stand in front of the lava pit so he could see that he wasn’t being lured into a trap.
His face lit up as he saw that you were standing there. You quickly motioned for him to get on the bridge, and as soon as he was on it, you clicked the button to bring it back. You turned away from him and started building a nether portal, you weren’t quite sure where this would drop you off in the nether, but it was better than attempting to take him out past the Warden. You put the boots back on, as the Warden would definitely be going through the portal when he found it and your ashy footprints would definitely be a massive clue as to who had done this.
As soon as the bridge docked you were ushering him through the portal, following closely behind. You looked around in the nether spawn, you recognized the area, you were pretty close to the main portal. But it wouldn’t be safe to take him through a populated area such as that. So you took him and ran towards Technoblade’s portal. Stopping about halfway there to dig into the nether wall. You closed the entrance up behind you and kept mining. You sat him down and shoved the god apples and a water bottle into his hands.
You started building a nether portal while he ate. You were on alert at every noise that you could hear through the walls. You shoved an invisibility potion into his hands as soon as you heard a ghast shoot a fireball. You drank one and grabbed your axe.
You heard their steps get closer, but they didn’t stop at the wall, they continued past. You hoped that it wasn’t Sam already looking for the both of you.
You felt Dream’s hand on your arm, he tugged you towards the portal and you made sure to grab his hand so you would lose him in the dense forests. He squeezed your hand and you both went through the portal spawning in an open plains biome. You heard him take a sharp breath. You wondered when the last time he had seen the outside was. You immediately pulled out your pickaxe and started mining the obsidian. The last thing you needed was to have other people wondering where the new portal led. As soon as you were done mining, you handed him a torch, pulling out your map to gain your bearing, before starting off towards the jungle biome that housed the shelter.
“Can you take a speed or would that be too much?” You’d stopped just past the tree line, you were eyeing the surroundings for any mobs that might be wandering around at this time of the morning.
“I can take it, how far do we need to go?”
“The jungle,” you said handing him the speed potion. “We should try to get there before the storm begins. You are in no condition to be catching a cold.” There was a footstep nearby and you grabbed his hand taking off again.
You stopped at a river that was about a quarter of the way to the jungle. You sat him down, offering him more god apples, which he declined. You took the boots off and put them in the bottom of the potion bag. You pulled out your communicator, wincing when you saw that it was past 5 AM. The Warden would be up by now. It wouldn’t take him long to notice that Dream was missing, or for him to alert the others. You knew that Sapnap would want to be the one to kill Dream, and you had no idea where he lived. You hoped that it was in the other direction to where you were heading.
Dream was running his hands in the river when you turned to him. You didn’t want to take him away from this, but both of your lives were at stake. You gently placed your hand on his shoulder, and he looked up at you and nodded, standing up. You figured you’d be safe without the potions for a while, just until the birds woke up. You knew the birds would wake up when the sun had risen a bit more, and that any crows would immediately go tell Philza what they had seen.
He followed close behind you as you ran over hills and through forests. The only sound that could be heard was from mobs, so you knew there wasn’t anyone who had caught up to you yet. In the distance, a massive mountain slowly came into view. You veered to the right, to go around it. Your boat would be waiting on the other side of it, to take you across the ocean. From there, you’d only need to cross a few more biomes before digging down into the shelter. You ran around the jagged rocks and through the gravel on the beach.
The boat came into view just as you heard the first few birds began to chirp. You were way behind schedule. You got into the boat and drank a strength potion, you’d need it if you were going to row two people over the high tide waves crashing onto the shore. The waves were strong, but your determination was stronger. You eventually pushed through the last of the waves, but you never slowed your rowing. The first raindrops hit your face as a coral reef came into view, it marked the halfway point between the mountain you’d just come from and the desert you were heading for.
As soon as the desert biome came into your view you handed Dream an invisibility potion. He drank it without complaint, taking the bag from you. He rummaged around in it, pulling out two speed potions and an invisibility potion from you. He slung it over his shoulders as you stopped rowing. He jumped out of the boat and into the water, at least you'd both dry quickly in the desert. You grabbed your axe and broke the boat into as many pieces as you could, letting them sink to the ocean floor.
You swam to the shore. The harsh waves making it quite difficult, but eventually, you washed up on shore beside Dream. He was looking over the horizon at the sunbeams that trickled through the clouds. You both stayed there for a minute, taking off extra layers and doing your best to dry off. You both eventually got up and started heading towards the savanna in the distance.
It didn't often rain here, but the winds from the storm around were shifting the sands and covering any footprints the two of you left. Dream had some trouble with climbing over some of the taller dunes, but you figured it was just muscle loss from lack of use. He would have plenty of time to recover once he was in the shelter.
Near the end of the desert, there was a village, you had taken your time to get to know them and help them out. You'd helped them cover a ravine that was a few yards away from their homes. You'd refused payment for your service, hoping to gain their loyalty. You had talked to them and asked them not to tell anyone they had seen you or anyone else. They had agreed on the condition that if they needed more terraforming in the future, you would help them.
Dream took a slight detour away from you and picked a pot with a cactus inside up. He placed it in the potion bag. You gave him a confused look and all he did was put his finger to his lips in a 'shh' motion before starting back up on the journey.
The trek through the savanna was mostly uneventful. A sheep had walked up to Dream and he pet its head, admiring how soft its wool was. You smiled and handed him a lead. An emotional support animal didn't sound like a bad idea, but you'd thought he'd prefer a cat, honestly.
The massive canopy of trees that made up the forest slowly came into view. You'd be going from the rainless savanna into the rainforest. You didn't have an umbrella or a raincoat for him, but you couldn't risk him catching a cold. Armour would have to work. You rustled around in the bag he was holding and pulled out the new set you'd made. It would fit him strangely, but the set he had in his enderchest would be way too heavy for him to carry in the state he was in. You were also afraid of the memories it would bring him.
He slowly put the armour on, he seemed to be hesitant of touching the netherite. You understood why, he was scared he would revert back to his bloodthirsty ways. You were here to make sure he didn't, you'd make sure he was happy and healthy, and most importantly, keep him out of the loop of what drama was going on.
You insisted he put it on, you put your hand on his cheek and made him look into your eyes. You nodded at him, and he took a deep breath. He handed the lead to you and fixed the chestplate on. You turned to eye the horizon. You couldn't see anyone, but you felt that they were already hot on your trail. Whether it was a gut instinct or paranoia, you didn't know.
The boots were too small for him, so he put them back in the bag. He took the lead from you and you both entered the jungle. The rain was pouring, creating puddles, leaving your footprints in the mud. You'd need to cover them up as soon as you dropped Dream off in the shelter.
It didn't take long to find the tree that marked the entrance. You dug straight down, Dream jumped down with you, pulling his new sheep into the two-block wide hole. He replaced each block you dug, making sure not to leave a space between the blocks.
You eventually hit the deep dark. You stopped for a few minutes to let him examine the deep slate. It was the first time he would be seeing anything from the new update. You'd have to remember to bring him a goat, you think he'd like one.
You finally broke into the roof and the three of you fell into the main room in the shelter. You didn't give him time to look around before ushering him into one of the bathrooms so he could shower and change. You gathered a comfortable change of clothing, some sweatpants and a t-shirt. You left them just outside of the bathroom door.
You grabbed a shovel and a pickaxe and started back up to the surface. You replaced the blocks you mined as you slowly made your way back up. You made sure the coast was clear before climbing a tree. You'd use the leaves to lean over and cover the footprints without creating more. You should probably collect moss. A carpet of moss on the rainforest floor would stop the mud, therefore eliminating any footprints you might leave behind.
You'd start on gathering that as soon as the storm ended. You finished covering the footprints and you climbed the tree the rest of the way. In the distance, near the desert village, there was movement. You couldn't tell if it was a villager, a zombie, or one of the prison guards. You didn't wait to see. You immediately took off down the tree, jumping from the lowest branches to the next tree before digging down into the shelter, taking care to place each block perfectly. If that was a guard, someone had probably already checked Snowchester and found you missing. You sighed, but you wouldn't mind being on the run and staying here with Dream. You'd prefer that, honestly.
Dream hadn't gotten out of the shower yet, which you were happy for, you hadn't wanted him to come out and find you gone. You were soaked to the bone and covered in mud, so you went to the second bathroom to shower. When you came out of the bathroom, he was cooking soup in the kitchen.
You wrapped your arms around him, and you just held him. It was the first time you were really looking at him since you'd broken him out. The clothes were baggy on him, there was barely muscle on his bones, he was too skinny. There were dark circles under his eyes, his cheeks were sunken, there were bruises on his arms. You led him away from the soup, taking him to the couch. He followed willingly, exhausted. You made sure he was comfortable and warm before going back to the kitchen to finish the soup he had started.
It looked like a simple chicken soup, you didn’t know if he wanted it to only be chicken or if you’d caught him before he could add in any vegetables. Either way, you’d be making it as healthy as possible. You chopped some carrots, broccoli, and onions. You dropped those in with some spinach. You stirred in some chicken broth powder to add flavor and left it to boil. You got some milk out of the fridge, added chocolate powder, and stirred it. The extra vitamins from the powder would do him good. You dished up the food as soon as it was finished and brought him his soup bowl and chocolate milk. You pulled a table over to be in front of the couch so he wouldn’t have to hold the hot soup bowl. You went back for your own before settling down next to him. He leaned his head against your shoulder as he ate, you wrapped your arm around him and kissed the top of his head.
You both stayed in that position even after the bowls had long been empty. You figured he had fallen asleep, you were happy he felt safe enough to sleep around you. Exhaustion from the long night you had overtook you, and you fell asleep holding Dream close to your heart.
You and Dream are startled awake by a sudden vibration from your pocket. He jumped up and off of the couch, turning around, almost looking ready to fight. He blinked as his eyes focused on you and he shook his head. You got up and cradled his face as his shoulders relaxed. You had no idea what they had done to him in there but you had the feeling that once you found out, heads would roll.
You pulled your communicator out of your pocket, wondering who was messaging you. It was a message from Tubbo letting you know that there was an issue and the Warden would be coming to Snowchester in thirty minutes to talk to everyone. So they hadn’t tracked you down? If you made it back to Snowchester in time, you could make it look like you hadn’t left at all. Like the original plan. You checked the time, it was 9 AM. You'd clearly given the Warden a bit to much credit if he'd only just started looking for Dream.
“I’m sorry Dream, but I need to go to Snowchester. I will make sure they don’t find you,” you kissed him on the cheek as you got up grabbing a few invisibility and speed potions out of the bag. “I will be back as soon as I know it is safe to come.” You placed an enderchest down and turned to look at him, “Promise me you won’t go after them, promise me you will only use the things in this chest if you need to defend yourself."
“I promise Y/N,” he leaned forward and kissed you on the lips, “I promise.”
You smiled and grabbed your coat, heading for the room that held the nether portal. You had done everything you could to hide the portal, even going as far as to make an entire lava lake to hide the small room that held the portal in the nether. You grabbed your heavy coat as you knew the storm would be raging in the overworld. A hand held your shoulder, and you turned around. Dream pulled you into a gentle kiss, he whispered a thank you and he turned to leave the room. You knew he was sad to see you leave, you could see the tears in his eyes, but you needed to go back to calm any suspicions about you. You would be back as soon as you could be because it hurt you just as much to leave him here alone.
You entered the nether, using the tunnel that led under the lava lake, you dug the rest of the way out, replacing the blocks behind you. Once you were out, you knew how to get to the Snowchester portal, but you hoped you’d make it in time. You drank the potions as you ran, hoping there was milk in the fridge.
You ran and ran praying to XD that you’d make it in time. The portal came into view, and you could hear a ghast spitting fireballs out in the distance, of course the Warden would travel by the nether. You hoped that he couldn’t see you as you went through the portal, trying to get your winter coat on and zipped up before the cold could hit you.
The storm had hit the area pretty hard, a fresh layer of snow covered everything, and you knew if you stepped out of the alcove and into the snow you would leave footprints. The roof of the first house was about a foot away from where the alcove ended. You could pull yourself up onto it if you could parkour over to where you were staying.
It was your only option, so you had to try. You grabbed onto it and pulled yourself up, you quickly dashed across the roof, and jumped onto the next one. You hopped the people in the houses didn’t find it weird that there were footsteps on their roof, and that Sam wouldn’t notice the footprints left behind. You jumped onto the next house, and then onto yours. You dropped down onto the ground right in front of the door, you opened it and got your shovel out immediately. You did your best to smooth out the footprints and ran inside, closing the door behind you. You started the fire immediately, then went for the milk to null the potion effects. You ran upstairs to shower and change into something more comfortable. You needed to look like you’d just woken up. You couldn’t risk raising any suspicions.
The house was too cold to have been lived in all night, so you built a cauldron and filled it with lava. You set your wet clothes next to it so they would dry quicker. You’d need to break it before they came inside, or you really would look suspicious, but it worked to heat up the upstairs. You ran downstairs to start the kettle and cook some pancakes. If you’d really just woken up you’d be hungry, right? From the window, you noticed Sapnap and Sam go into the house next door, so you stopped mixing the pancake batter and ran upstairs to break the cauldron. You were happy to find your clothes completely dry from the intense heat, so you threw everything except the jacket onto a chair. As a last-minute thought, you grabbed the blanket that covered the bed. You brought it downstairs and threw it on the couch in front of the fire. You hung the coat on the coat rack and went back to the kitchen. You poured the batter into the pan and managed to make about 5 before you heard a knock at your door. You took a deep breath and walked over to the door.
“Come in, gosh it is freezing out there. How are you two doing?” You smiled at Sam and Sapnap as they entered the house. “I have tea and I’m cooking some pancakes if you’d like any.”
“We just have a few questions to ask you, but some tea would be great, thank you.” You noticed that Sam reached out to feel the jacket, you turned around and smiled to yourself knowing it was completely dry. They wouldn’t catch you because of a cold or wet jacket, your paranoia had worked in your favor again.
They both followed you into the kitchen, you fixed them both a cup of tea and went back to your pancakes. You offered them the ones you had already finished. They both took one, and Sam leaned back against the counter with a sigh.
“So, about your previous relationship with Dream,” Sam started, but you cut him off.
“Oh, don’t remind me,” you grimaced and shook your head. You turned the burner off and grabbed one of the pancakes.
“We would like you to tell us more about it, Y/N,” It was Sapnap who spoke this time.
“Well, I loved him, with my whole heart, but I don’t think he even knows what love it. He never loved me back. And when I found out what he had been doing, I couldn’t. How could I continue our relationship knowing he was murdering people and blowing up entire nations?” You hated lying about your relationship, but all those months ago this was the story Dream had asked you to tell everyone. You would stick to it even now. Especially if it meant he would be safe.
You looked out of the window and sighed, the two seemed to be having a silent discussion. You took deep breaths to calm your heart.
“We just wanted to make sure you still felt that way,” Sam said, and you turned to them with your eyebrow raised.
“Still? Did something happen?” You asked, your fingers tightened around your mug.
“Yes, but we don’t want to cause a big panic. Someone helped Dream to escape last night. We have a few suspects in mind, and after seeing how hard the storm hit this area, we doubt that anyone from Snowchester could have dont anything.”
You morphed your face into one of horror and asked about the most likely to be suspected, “Wilbur?”
“Maybe, but I promised Dream that if he ever got out, I would be the one to kill him,” Sapnap looked quite stressed about that decision. You reached out and took his hand, squeezing it and nodding at him. He smiled at you and nodded back.
“For your own safety, Y/N, you should stay here until he is caught or killed. We don’t know what his plan is or what his intentions are.” You noticed that Sam was sniffing at the air. You swallowed hoping you didn’t smell like Dream. “Can we see upstairs for a minute?”
“Sure, right this way.” You had forgotten about Sam’s sensitive nose. You hoped he wouldn’t be able to smell him on the clothing you had thrown over your chair earlier. Both walked into your room, and Sam went straight for the bag you had brought with you from your home. He didn’t even glance at the clothing on the chair. He began to search the bag before he pulled out a small bottle. Dream’s old cologne. You mentally facepalmed, why would you pack that? Behind you, Sapnap started laughing and walked around you to push it back into your bag. He shook his head and turned to Sam. Your heart was beating a mile a minute.
“Don’t tell me you’ve been tracking his cologne this whole time. He’s been in prison, he didn’t have cologne,” Sapnap was laughing hard, you didn’t understand why this was so funny, but this hiccup had just ensured Dreams safety.
“I grabbed the last things Dream had before being put in the cell to use to track. How was I supposed to know that he’d be wearing cologne to fight children?” Sam looked lost. You were having trouble concealing your smile.
“He always wore this, dude. She liked it, so he always bought it,” Both of their attention was back on you now.
“Do you happen to have anything of his that I could use to track him?” If you said no, you’d look suspicious, but you knew that if you took them to your home, they wouldn’t find anything.
“I might, at home,” you said after a few seconds, “I think I kept a few of his shirts.”
“Perfect, lead the way, Y/N.” At least this way, you were helping them. How could they accuse someone who was helping them?
You grabbed your bag and started packing, if you were going to go back home, you might as well stay. You put your coat on and lead them towards the portal. The storm was still raging outside and you were happy to note that your footprints were no longer visible on your neighbor’s roofs. Sam and Sapnap entered the nether first, something about chivalry not being dead. You just rolled your eyes. They began to take their coats off, so you took a second to message Tubbo and tell him that you were going home.
You led them through the nether towards your home. You had built a stable walkway so that you were safe on your travels, and both men took note of the route.
“Do you think he will be after me?”
“I don’t know what he is after Y/N,” Sam said honestly. It didn’t sound like either men had the slightest clue that you were the one they were after. You smirked and continued to lead them to your home.
Sam broke the silence after a while, “You live pretty far, don’t you Y/N? I don’t think he would be able to find you all the way out here.”
“Well, this is where he wanted us to live. He built it and we lived here together. He always told me that it was where we would retire too.” It felt strange to be telling them this, but it also felt weird to be leading them to your home.
“Did you stay with him because of the house?” Sam asked.
“No, I stayed because I loved him.” Sapnap hummed at that. Your portal came into view so you motioned to it. Both men sped up, it was cute that they honestly thought there would be anything helpful in there. You’d taken all of his old clothing down into the shelter. There was nothing left of him in the house.
The house wasn’t fancy, not by any means, but it was yours. Sam looked around, sniffing the air to see if he’d find anything. You weren’t surprised when he came back empty-handed. He however did seem to find the stash of cologne you’d kept. You looked away and pretended that you hadn’t seen what he was carrying. Sam and Sapnap walked over to a window to talk for a few minutes. You were busy thinking about where the other guards were. Or where Quackity was. You knew that he would want to find Dream. He would want that book, that stupid book. You sighed and buried your head in your hands. You knew this would be difficult, but you just wanted to hold Dream in your arms again.
“Y/N, I think you should come live with one of us until he is dead or in prison. You clearly didn’t want to stay in Snowchester, and you will be completely safe with us.” Sam said, you lifted your head out of your hands and made eye contact. You didn’t know if he was being nice or if he was thinking to use you as bait.
“So you really think I am in danger?”
“We don’t know. And we don’t want you to be in danger if he decides to come here.”
“But this is my home, I-”
“Would you rather one of us stay here with you?” Oh, gods. Both choices sucked. You’d never be able to see Dream without one of them following you no matter which you chose. Well, maybe there was a way.
“Sapnap, would you mind staying here, just for a little while?” You smiled softly at him, and he gave you a big smile.
“Of course, I’d just need to run back to Kinoko for some clothing and supplies.”
“Thank you so much Sapnap,” you hugged him. You felt quite bad about your new plan, but it was the only way. If they never caught him, they would never leave you alone. Unless you were dead. You could run away when they weren’t looking but then they’d have an even bigger search party out. It would start a panic, and Dream wouldn’t be safe. But if you were to ‘die’ in a ‘natural disaster,’ well there would be no reason to ever look for you again.
Sam needed to head to Los Nevadas to inform Quackity and start his search over there. Sapnap was going to the Kinoko Kingdom to pack his bags so he could move in with you. You had been left alone, and you didn’t know how many more opportunities you’d have to be completely alone. You used the time to decide how you would fake your death. Fire would probably be the best option. Make it look like a grease fire, one that rapidly spread when Sapnap wasn’t around to help. You’d trap a witch in the kitchen, they didn’t have an unlimited supply of potions, so you’d make sure she was completely out before setting the fire. You’d leave your communicator in the fire to burn.
How would they ever be able to tell that it wasn’t you? You’d be able to get away from them for good. You’d get to move into the shelter and live with Dream. You figured that you’d move out of the shelter and move into a completely different area, too far away to be found, alone together. You got up to start on dinner, you’d need to pretend to be perfectly normal around Sapnap until it was time. You couldn’t raise any suspicions.