#br!dream

Beau: What did you two do?

Thesus:

Dream:

Beau: You’re not in trouble, I just need to know if I have to lie to the police again or not.

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Thesus: So what’s the plan?

Dream: I don’t know. You’re smart, *points at Beau* they’re mean, come up with something.

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Beau: Prince Dream has no survival skills, their need to win has replaced them.

Thesus: That can't be true!

Beau: Watch this.

Beau: Hello Prince Dream, race you to the bottom of the stairs!

Dream: *Throws themself out a window*

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Thesus: My only talent is being stress.

Dream: Don't you mean stressed?

Thesus: No.

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Dream: When's the last time you slept?

Thesus: Uh... a few days ago, I think.

Dream: A few- how many?!

Thesus: Uh... *starts counting on fingers* I need more fingers...

Dream: What you need is sleep!

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Thesus: Hey guys, I found a spider. Cool little lad. Thanks for eating the mosquitos.

Thesus: Oh no, where did it go?

Sapnap: THESUS WHAT THE FUCK?!

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Sapnap: Why are you on fire?

Thesus: This is just how my day is going.

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Thesus: *sleep drivin* What if people had food names and food had people names?

Sapnap: Hey, spaghetti, we’re having Thesus for dinner.

Beau: What is wrong with you people?

Dream: Shut up, chocolate.

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Thesus: I'm cold.

Beau: Here, take my hoodie.

*meanwhile*

Sapnap: I'm cold.

Dream: I can't control the weather, Sapnap.

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Computer: Please enter a password.

Sam: *types in Thesus*

Computer: Your password is too weak.

Sam: How fucking DARE YOU-

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Thesus: You’re like a father to me!, I would do anything for you.

Sam: I want you to eat 3 meals a day and have a decent sleep schedule.

Thesus: Absolutely not.

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Wilbur: Why would I flip my shit about that?

Thesus: Because you flip your shit about everything.

Wilbur: Well, will you look at this. Here is my shit, and yet it remains unflipped. Just sitting there on the skillet, getting burned on one side. It’s a miracle.

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Wilbur: Can I bother you for a second?

Thesus: You're always bothering me, but go ahead.

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Thesus: Wilbur is forbidden from monologuing.

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Technoblade: You use humor to deflect your trauma.

Thesus: Awww, thanks-

Technoblade: That’s not a good thing.

Thesus: All I’m hearing is that you think I’m funny.

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A/N: WHOO! You and I both made it through! Now this is really short and I probably could’ve put it in Part 5 but I like even numbers and I wanted to close this book with a flourish. (Anyone catch the Knives Out reference?)

And for the last time for this piece; all credit for the original idea this is based off of goes to @tuesday-teyz and I hope they enjoyed reading this if they did, if not that’s fine as it is time consuming and quite...stagnant at some parts.

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Technoblade came with Wisp to wish him well and Tommy felt a fraction of worry for the winged general. Wings were usually a sign of superiority which meant Techno very well had a chance to become Emperor. It was no secret though that the general hated politics and despised wearing his ceremonial crown for even the most miniscule of events.

“Stay out of trouble, ok Tom?” Wisp bowed low and cast a rare smile. It was the first time the guard had finally felt like a friend more than a watchful eye reporting to his brother.

“Be safe Tommy. You’ll always be welcome here still.” Technoblade bowed his head and the wings flexed with an intake of breath.

“Thanks Tech.” Tommy said slowly and something called for him to just run and hug the albino Avian. So he listened and felt a pair of strong arms wrapping around his shoulders in turn.

“C’mon Tommy!” Sapnap yelled out from the carriage and Tommy pulled away only to spot blue eyes just like his staring back with sorrow and regret. Tommy’s face steeled to neutrality and he turned away from the Emperor without so much as a smile.

“Get in already.” Dream chuckled and pulled Tommy into the decorated carriage.

“Keep your pants on Green Boy.” Tommy retorted and settled in as the door closed tightly behind him. A window looked back to the castle and Tommy smiled at the thought of never having to see its cold walls again. On the balcony above the front doors was a figure. A lanky one with a bandage covering the right corner of his face. A scowl and glimmer of red in his eyes distinguished Wilbur from the description and Tommy felt a chill in his spine. Deep down he regretted leaving Ranboo and Tubbo to deal with his eldest brother. And poor Fundy.

Tommy had left a letter explaining everything in a way a child could understand and he told the young boy about the butterfly garden and how to take care of it. His nephew knew he was just a letter away and that gave him some era of peace to leaving it all behind.

Esempi was beautiful as Dream said and even though night began to fall just as they reached the outskirts of the capitol, Tommy already favored the warmer weather and greener grass. The carriage stopped and a camp was waiting for them but just across the dirt road was a flower field unlike any other Tommy had seen.

“I guess it’s true what they say, the grass is greener on the other side.” Tommy smiled and spotted a butterfly flitting from a flower. Off in the distance the sun was setting and with a stretch of his hand, the butterfly landed on his hand.

“Welcome home, Tommy.” The breeze came by his ears and spoke the words he could only hear his mother saying. The butterfly’s wings flitted up and down as it rested on the newly appointed Prince of Esempi’s finger.

Fin

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Ignoring the br!crimeboys shitfeast.