Behind The Smile -=- A DreamSMP/Mcyt fanfic -=- [Discontinued]

Chapter 5_A Child

It had been awhile since Dream's mask broke.
Quackity oddly hasn't came to visit in a while.
So things were great.
Or great for Dream at least.
Tommy on the other hand has been taking care of a reckless child.
He had finally gotten sleep.
When he woke up he realized something odd.
Dream hadn't bothered him once.
At first he was relieved.
Next he felt dread fill his stomach.
He shot up from where he was sleeping to see Dream still asleep.
He let out a sigh of relief.
Dream was a handful without the mask.
He was the most annoying yet adorable thirteen year old he has ever seen.
He seemed to be an attention seeker.
So Tommy spent a lot of his time listening to Dream speak.
That seemed to be enough to keep Dream from being bored.
Tommy went over and shook Dream.
"Wake up child."
Dream groaned turning to face the other way.
That was weird.
Normally Dream would have been up by now.
He looked at the clock and saw it was the afternoon.
Dream should have woken up hours ago and complained to him about being bored.
"Dream?"
"Go away" he muttered sleepily.
"You should get up and eat Dream." Tommy said.
"The potatoes are here."
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"Dream!" He said exasperated.
"I don't wanna..." Dream muttered sleepily.
"Are you ok?"
"I'm fine" he said flatly.
"Just tired."
Tommy's hand made contact with Dream's forehead and he froze.
"Dream you're burning up."
"What...?" He said looking up at Tommy with half lidded eyes.
Is his immune system weaker now without the mask-?
Tommy began panicking, knowing the circumstances of this room won't help his fever.
"Y'know what, you can go back to sleep." Tommy said softly, hiding his panic.
He didn't wait for a response.
He got up and went towards the lava.
"Sam!"
No response.
"SAM!"
He yelled for a good ten minutes and then he gave up.
He began pacing around the room.
He couldn't take care of a sick kid.
He eventually decided to check Dream.
His temperature seemingly went up.
Dream was sweating more than normal and hi breathing was labored.
He didn't want him to die in his sleep—if he were to get worse—so he decided to wake him up.
"Dream! Wake up please." said unable to hide the way his voice trembled.
He shook the boy.
"Dream please!" Tommy was panicking now.
He didn't know what to do.
He shook Dream violently, not getting any response.
He put his hand to his head and it was shockingly hotter than before.
He began to call for Sam again.
"SAM! PLEASE SAM! HELP!"
Suddenly the lava began to lower.
Tommy almost cried in relief.
When the lava was lowered however...he saw Quackity.
Dread overtook him.
He was about to panic again before he saw that Quackity was the one at the control levers.
Sam came across and the lava fell behind him.
"Tommy what happened!" He said fearfully.
He looked around quickly.
Probably looking for Dream.
"U-um Sam?"
He looked back at Tommy.
"Where is Dream." He said, panicked.
Tommy began to explain hurriedly about how Dream was a kid and how he had a bad fever.
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"Dream is a what!"

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