Dream SMP Random One Shots

The Party

STILL IN DREAM SMP! AFTER WILBUR BLOWS EVERYTHING UP. HEHEHEHEH PLATONIC DANCING 

Eret was in his new home, now that he wasn't king. It was still rather grand though, still had a large dining hall and over 15 rooms.

Just because he wasn't king doesn't mean he can no longer hold a ball or two.

Eret nearly jumped out of his skin when Ghostbur floated over to him. Even after all this time Eret still forgot Ghostbur didn't know how to use doors or doorbells for that matter. The dead man was dressed in his yellow sweater still, but seems to have taken the time to dust all the blue fur from Friend off himself.

"Hello! Wonderful party, emm, er... Eret!" The ghost cooed, slightly confused. Eret sighed, he probably forgot how he got here. The ghost's eyes flickered blue for a second, before turning back to a clearly silver color.  He held up some blue dye in his hands and smiled giddily. Eret showed him into the dining hall. There was music playing, and the ghost spun around.

"One day I'd like to play an instrument."

Fundy followed Phil in, still a little hesitant. This man was his grandfather, yet he hadn't seen him in years! Fundy, being a fox hybrid, aged a little different than humans. Most of his life he was small, really REALLY small. Technically he would be younger than Tommy, except for his life expectancy as a fox is 2-6 years. Since he has lived that long, he was practically an adult to their culture. So everyone here treated him like one, sometimes it was in his favor, sometimes not.

His father was a little bit of a mess, face red with embarrassment as Philza communicated with the salmon poking over the edge of the dock. Fundy watched from behind a barren tree, his mother had told him to wait there. He was maybe two, but Sally didn't have a concept of time so he didn't either.

The man, Wilbur Soot, didn't really look anything like him. He had soft wavy brown hair, and eyes. There wasn't a hint of red on him, the fox rubbed his arms self consciously. What if he didn't fit in here?

Philza Minecraft shot his son a disappointed yet kind of excited look. Sally bubbled something else, and then found Fundy's gaze. She gave him a reassuring nod to come out, and swam towards the sea.

Philza was definitely a sight, his dark green robe and misty grey cap blew slightly in the wind as he searched the horizon. It only took Fundy a second to realize that the man was looking for him. 

Fundy shivered in the cold wind as he stepped out of the warmth from the tree. He was expecting to meet horrified gazes. I mean he wasn't fox, salmon, or human.

Wilbur had the biggest smile on his face, and Fundy instantly felt a connection. The fox quickly shuffled forward, in front of him in seconds. He sat in the snow, and looked up.

Holy hell was Wilbur Soot a big man.

"Hello! I'm your, er- Father!" Wilbur said, still with the biggest grin on his face. Philza crouched down to look at the young one. He found one of Fundy's large soft ears and rubbed the back of it. The fox instantly let out a little delighted warble, before curling up against his thigh. His grandfather let out a nervous chuckle, before picking up the tired fox gently and heading towards the cabin. Wilbur followed, his footsteps etched in snow.

"Ready for the ultimate test?" Phil smiled mischievously. Wilbur nodded.

"Sit down." Phil smirked, Wil did. Philza slowly slid the sleepy fox onto his lap. The tiny child fit perfectly, curling tight against Wil's stomach. The man breathed a shaky noise of amazement.

"Dad this is amazing-" Wil started but Philza shifted to quiet him.

"This is the test, you are to sit here until the child wakes."