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Minecraft (Video Game)Dream SMP
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English
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← Previous Work Part 3 of delaying the inevitable
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WOO Insomnia Time, Completed stories I've read, Things to fuel my escapism.
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Published:2021-09-26Completed:2023-01-21Words:70645Chapters:9/9Comments:85Kudos:1066Bookmarks:110Hits:30067
the encyclopedia of loops
LuckyMagicBelle
Chapter 7: remix (complete)
Summary:
TLDR: The discduo roleswap loop.
Alternative ends linked in the end notes!
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
52. remix, pt. 1
Tommy slammed a picture down onto the courtroom table. It was an image of George’s burning house. A picture of Dream giving the camera a thumbs up, which had obviously been cut out of another picture, was glued into the space next to the house.
Tommy pointed at the paper. “Caught in 4K, bitch!”
A long moment of silence. Dream stared down at the picture, expression hidden behind his mask. Tubbo cringed and waited for the outburst.
“Oh, no,” Dream said dully. “You caught me. I lied, I burned down George’s house. Guess this means I have to go into exile.”
“What?” Tubbo blurted.
“I am hereby exiled from L’Manberg, and the Dream SMP, until the fourth of January next year,” Dream droned on. “As the owner of this server, I’m handing it over to Tommy until I return.”
“What?” Tubbo repeated.
“As the temporary holder of the SMP,” Tommy added, grinning widely, “I’ll escort Dream into exile and check in with him occasionally to make sure he stays put.”
“Wait, wait, wait,” Tubbo protested. “I’m-- hold on a second--”
Dream turned to him. “Is there a problem?”
Tubbo shoved down his instinctive fear of the man and stood his ground. “You-- what?”
“Dream burned down George’s house,” Tommy explained gleefully. “So he’s getting exiled.”
Tubbo stared at them, torn. On one hand, he was happy that Dream wasn’t pressuring him to exile Tommy anymore. On the other hand, what the fuck? The ‘evidence’ that had been the basis for Dream’s decision to exile himself was so obviously fake that even a three-year-old would be able to tell. And Dream had been insisting that Tommy had been guilty five minutes ago-- why the hell did he suddenly change his story?
None of this made sense. Tubbo glanced helplessly at Tommy, who winked at him. The message was obvious: trust me.
“Well?” Dream asked. Tubbo mutely shook his head and stepped aside.
Tommy led Dream out of the courtroom, leaving a stunned audience behind them.
“So,” Dream said, staring down at the exile beach. “What do we do now?”
Tommy shrugged. “Whatever we want, I guess.”
