Dream oneshots

Don't hurt me please (a ghost in the house pt.2)

Yo bitch got revived like Wilbur /j

A requested part 2 actually finally came out? 😨✋️

ROLL THE CAMERAS!!

"You want us to exorcize him?" Tubbo asked, tilting his head.

"Yes, you know, put him to rest," Phil and the others nodded. 

Meanwhile, Dream peered into the living, his face falling. They wanted to kill him? He- he didn't deserve to be killed- h-he's a good person! Why does he have to die? Why do they want him dead? No, no, no! He can't die, then he wouldn't be able to see Mommy and Daddy and Sissy again!! He wouldn't be able to sing Sissy to sleep- o-or walk with Mommy to the park, and help dad when he cooks! Dream felt his bottom lip tremble. But he is a big boy! He doesn't cry! 

Dream went back to his room, hiding behide boxes. Dream carefully moved his mask closer to himself. This wasn't fair, he didn't do anything to be killed, they were murders! And they had come into his house! Mommy, Daddy and Sissy wouldn't like murders living in their house while they went onto an adventure. And then when they came back and found him dead, they would be so upset! And everyone would be sad! :(

"This is the ghosts room," Phil pointed into Dreams room. 

"This is creepy to be honest," Fundy noted, looking around. A child's falling apart rocking house, a teddy bear with a eye and leg missing, and more. 

"This is the mask, right?" Tubbo asked, holding a mask with a smiley face on it.

"Yeah that's his creepy fucking mask!" Tommy nodded, crossing his arms. 

"He's very protective over it," Wilbur added on. 

Dream watched as they took HIS mask and then his breath practically stopped. 

Time seemed to freeze. 

They. Threw. HIS. MASK. On. The. GROUND. 

Dream watched as it broke into pieces. Dream let out a choked sob. (But he didn't cry.)

The sadness shuddlenly turned into anger. They broke HIS MASK. 

It wasn't fair it wasn't fair it wasn't fair it wasn't fair-

"Why the fuck did you do that?!" Tommy questioned.