MCYT OneShots

Day 1

Server: Dream SMP

Prompt: Ink

TW: None

Death is a scary thing that no one really knows much about. There is however, a certain person who was unfortunate enough to experience and come back from death. However, this came with some troublesome consequences.

Death has always been a mysterious and feared concept, for most people, the events that happen after death are unknown. Not many members had actually experienced true death before, however that didn't mean that no one had.

After blowing up L'Manburg, Wilbur had managed to convince his own father to kill him which robbed the brunette of his final life. However, instead of being gone forever, he instead came back as a ghost by the name of Ghostbur. Despite having no memories of the dreadful events that occurred during his living life, Ghostbur always tried to make up for what his deceased counterpart had committed.

Due to his constant carefree and optimistic personality, most of the Dream SMP members believed that he wasn't capable of feeling negative emotions. This theory was right for the most part, but Ghostbur was actually able to feeling these types of emotions.

After a particularly bad argument with his son, Fundy. Ghostbur was left alone with his thoughts. It wasn't uncommon for the two (well mainly Fundy) to argue, in fact that was practically all that happened when the two came in contact with each other. However, this time Fundy had gone way further than he usually did.

The moment that Fundy had gone out of view, Ghostbur collapsed onto the rough ground. His whole body was shaking from the overwhelming amount of emotions that were currently rushing through him. After a moment or two, the ghost became aware of the slowly growing puddle of blue that laid on the ground in front of him.

Bringing a shaking hand up to his face, Ghostbur gently wiped the back of his hand against his mouth. When he brought it back down, he found that it was caked in a thick layer of blue. He could now feel the thick liquid running down his face from both his eyes and mouth.

The blue that Ghostbur always gave to his friends wasn't your usual blue dye, it actually came from the brunette himself. Whenever he felt sad or unhappy, the blue would run down his face from his eyes. He'd often collect this in bottles that he would later turn into crystals so that he could give them out.

However, it never normally fell from his mouth so Ghostbur was at a complete loss as to what to do about it. Deciding against sitting in the middle of the path, the ghost slowly got to his feat and stumbled back towards his sewer.

On the way to his sewer, Ghostbur stopped in front of Phil's house. He knew that his father would be there since he was still on house arrest. The urge to go inside just so he could have a familiar face to be with was strong, it didn't take long for him to give into the urge. Keeping his movements quiet, Ghostbur walked up to Phil's door and opened it.

"Phil?" he called out, he flinched at how rough and scratchy his voice was, he heard the sound of footsteps coming towards him. Moments later, he saw Phil appear from his basement. The older man walked over to the ghost with a worried look on his face.

"Ghostbur, mate what happened to you?" he asked, Ghostbur looked down at the floor, which was already starting to gain a blue tint, and stayed quiet. He soon felt two arms wrap around him and was quickly pulled into a tight embrace. He allowed his father to hug him and didn't utter a word.

Sorry about how random this was, I couldn't think of anything for this prompt so I just went with the blue that Ghostbur has. This idea took me a while to make and was hard to turn into a chapter. Hope you enjoyed this oneshot!