#implied tiny!becky

It had taken a bit, but Dream was glad his face was healed, for the most part. He did like the mask that Techno had given him, surprisingly enough it didn’t actually hinder him in any way. If anything it seemed to improve his performance. He woke up as he usually did, equipped his hook, and left to go see about breakfast. He has only been practicing for a few days in swinging, but he was immediately one of the greatest swingers in the academy. Not everyone was a fan of him outshining everyone else, especially that guy in the ninja outfit.

“Alright, I’m gonna give each of you an assignment.” Began Techno. “For today, you four groups will go and find a human home and bring back any food that you may find, together as a team.” He finished. “Does anyone have any questions?“ Illumina raised his hand, “Yes, Illumina?” “Is there anywhere you aren’t allowed to go?” Techno nodded, “Yes, you may not leave this neighborhood, or go to Sam Nook’s house.” A few of the less experienced recruits shivered at the mention of Sam Nook’s house, he was an Exterminator and very dangerous. Not as dangerous as his brother, but still very dangerous.

After that, Purpled led them to a house a few blocks down. “Alright team, this is the house.” Purpled told them as they landed on the backyard fence, “I did some recon on the people living here, and I think we’ll be good to go for now.” Alrighty then, they infiltrated through a cracked open window. Dream surveyed the room as the rest of the team jumped down onto the counter below. It seemed, empty. “Hey Purpled, any info in the human who lives here?” Dream asked Purpled as they made their way over to a cabinet that was low enough. “Yeah, he’s some old guy who works at an Orphanage, doesn’t come home too often, and hangs out in the woods at the back when he is.”

Hmm, interesting. They got into the cabinet via hook without any major issues, until they heard the back door open. “Shit, we gotta go!” Tap-L whisper shouted as they were carrying a cookie with Skeppy. Purpled and Fruitberries were waiting by the window sill ready to accept the package, Dream went to go and help the guys carrying the cookie. They struggled for a few, but they were able to successfully get the cookie to the windowsill, that was when the human emerged into the room.

Dream knew instantly what to do, “You guys gk and take the cookie back to the academy, I’ll distract the human.” Purpled looked as if he were going to protest, “Just go!” Purpled nodded, but Skeppy stayed behind. “I’ll help you.” Dream would’ve rather gone alone, but he was still a bit nervous. “Ok, what’s the plan Dream?” Skeppy asked a bit panicked as while the human was turned away, he could turn around very quick. “So, Purpled and the rest are currently setting up a zip line to transport the cookie, we’ve gotta figure out a way to distract the man.” Dream analyzed the room, eventually finding a bottle of beer on a coffee table, but it was on the other side of the old guy.

“We’ll go an knock over the bottle, I”ll swing left, you swing right, whichever of us gets an opening, goes in for it.” Skeppy nodded and prepared to swing. Dream got a running start and jumped off the edge of the kitchen counter, and caught himself with the hook, he loved the feeling of the air wooshing by him as he flew. Skeppy landed on a shelf just barely hiding from the old dudes view. Dream swung past and was able to land smoothly on the table, and with as much nonchalantlessness that he could muster, he knocked it over and jumped off rolling under the sofa.

Philza heard the sound of a bottle hitting the carpeted floor, he had been thinking about his meeting with Kristin in the woods, she was cool. But anyway, he looked over to where Schlatt had left the bottle when he had last visited. It had fallen somehow. “What the hell?” He walked over to the bottle and picked it up, examining it for anything weird. Not noticing anything off, he tossed it in the bin. He remembered suddenly that he was supposed to talk to Techno later, he had met the borrower a few months ago when he tried to steal from his cookie jar. They had been friends for a while now, and he didn’t want to miss out on an opportunity to speak to the smol guy.

Dream finally released a breath that he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. That hand coming down to pick up the bottle had admittedly scared him. But now the human was heading to the backyard, and the zip line was finished. Swinging back up with Skeppy, they got prepared to zip down with the cookie. “Well then, let’s get down there.” Purpled said as he started zipping down the line with Tap-L and Fruitberries, carrying the cookie between the three of them. He and Skeppy followed soon after, once they reached the bottom, Purpled retracted the hook and they were ready to go, then Technoblade emerged from the grass, whistling a tune. “The Blade? What are you doing here?” Purpled asked their headmaster, “Oh, umm, j-just checking on all the groups to, er, make sure nothing happened.” He finished.

“Okayyyy?” Purpled replied, starting the trek back to The Academy. “Welp, see ya back at school.” Techno told them, swinging away. “Guess he couldn’t stop to help us?” Skeppy stated jokingly getting a laugh out of the group and a small scowl from Purpled. After a long while of walking and watching out for birds, they finally reached The Arctic Academy. Once they got inside, and hauled the cookie up to the kitchen counter where Techno and the other groups already were awaiting them. Up there Illumina was already bragging about getting a whole bag full of toasted bread crumbs from the house just across the street.

Dream laughed his now signature laugh, and helped haul their massive cookie up on top of the countertop; And while Illumina’s face was covered by the ninja outfit, it was easy to tell that he was pissed that Dream had outshone him on this occasion. Techno nodded in approval, and berated Illumina’s group when, in an attempt to take the spotlight off of Dream, Illumina confessed that his group had run the risk of venturing into Sam Nook’s house. Which as Techno said, was “Extremely Irresponsible.” Dream was glad to get praise for his work, he was very skilled at what he does after all.

Afterwards Techno didn’t really have anything that he really needed them to do. (Dream suspected that he thought the assignment would take longer.) So for the rest of the day, Dream sparred with Skeppy in Needle-To-Needle combat. It was always a fun activity to practice combat with the Needle, even if the chance of using it against a fellow borrower was low. Needle-less to say, Skeppy was on the floor ten times over in the first 30 seconds. “Urgg, how are you so good!?” Skeppy, while he did enjoy the challenge of trying to best Dream, obviously wished he could win at least once.

“Eh, apparently not good enough. If I was better I would have you in the floor in a second.” He teased, offering Skep his hand to get up. Lifting Skeppy to his feet, they left and discussed which portion of the cookie each member of their group would get. “Hey, you heard that we got a few new recruits the other day?” Skeppy asked him suddenly. Dream frowned, “No, who are they?” “Well, I only know one of their names due to the circumstances where they were found.” Skeppy told him, “Her name is Becky, apparently some borrower found her near the ocean, wielding a really well made katana.” “A katana? Like a human katana?” “Well, not the size of one, but borrower size.” Well, that’s curious, Dream thought, wondering where this one came from.

But his thoughts quickly turned back to his potential graduation. After all, he already was the greatest student in the school, so it only made sense. He would have to talk to The Blade about that before making any assumptions. That was when he and Skeppy heard some screams from the living room. (They were nearing their bird house on the counter island.) He and Skeppy turned and stared at each other, both nodding. They knew that they should go and help, and so they did. After a quick stretch, they jumped off the counter and caught themselves, swinging to the living room that wasn’t that far from the kitchen.

Once they got there, they saw that a wild bird had broken through a window, and was attacking borrowers. But Dream was, weirdly calm. Before The Academy, Dream would’ve booked it out of there. But now, he wanted to go in, and fight. Meanwhile, Skeppy was panicking. “O-oh m-my god, what are we gonna do?!” He asked in a hushed tone, “Okay, first off, we’re gonna calm down,” Dream instructed, helping the masked borrower to get ahold of their breathing. “And then, we’re gonna go and fight that bird.” He finished patting Skep on the back, before jumping off the shelf in the living room that they were on.

Dream faintly heard Skeppy shouting at him to wait, but he was too focused on the task at hand. Skeppy muttered under his breath as well before following. Dream swung and readied his needle to chase the bird away, “Well, aren’t you just a Tweetie pie?” Dream asked the bird in a mocking tone, (granted, it was a seagull, so it didn’t fully work.) It simply squawked at him as it tried to peck him away, flapping its wings from the window sill. Dream near effortlessly dodged the birds advances. (But, as much as he hated to admit, he still needed some training if he wanted to truly become the best.)

“Heh, you know, if you keep trying, you might actually hit me! I’m hooting for ya!” Dream swung around the bird, under the flapping wings and got a nice jab in the area between the left wing and the main body. The bird let out another loud squawk, but Dream barely even flinched. Without skipping a beat, he yoinked a spare hook off the ground, used it to wrap the bird in place on the sill, and wrapped his own around the exposed rafters on the ceiling. Swinging around and around it, he picked up momentum, and released himself, kicking the bird straight out of the window. “Crowing, crowing, gone!” He said after the bird went careening out the window, but soon after, he started to fall. “Oh shit.” Thankfully Skeppy who had been searching for an opening to join the fight was there to catch him.

“Heh, that was a close bird-call wasn’t it.” Skep told him as he landed the two of them on the coffee table in the living room. Dream was able to laugh off some of the fear he had after he fell, although it was still a bad pun. After the whole thing, Dream received great gratitude from every borrower at The Academy, which only fueled the possibility of him graduating. Afterwards, he swung by Techno’s desk, and waited for him. Once he arrived from God-knows-where, Dream asked him “So Techno, do yo-“

But Dream didn’t get a chance to finish. “Do I think that you’ve done a good enough job to graduate early, is that what you were asking?” Techno interrupted. “Because if so, then the answer is definitely yes.” Dream was glad to hear that, and couldn’t stop the grin growing on his scarred face underneath the mask. “But, that’ll be something that needs to wait a bit, a bit of planning for a celebration will be needed. Actually,” He started, “I’m thinking of retiring soon, how would you feel about becoming the new principle of The Arctic Academy?” He asked, pretty much out of the blue. But Dream had an easy answer for that. “What? N-no, I don’t really want to teach, or anything like that.” He told him, “And also, why would you want to retire?”

Technoblade knew it was a long shot, but he really did want to retire and hoped that the first person he asked would go for it. But, he could understand why Dream wouldn’t want to.

Blood, blood…

The voices whisper. They didn’t really enjoy Techno’s newfound okay-ness with humans. But, Phil was cool, and if the voices didn’t like him not killing any more humans, than they’d just have to deal with it. Besides, he’s really wanted to learn how to farm potatoes, he does really like them. “Eh, that’s fine Dream. I’m sure I’ll find someone else.” He told Dream as he turned around and headed to his makeshift bed inside the shelf on the desk, avoiding Dream’s second question. He fell to sleep quickly after that.

Dream was a bit perplexed, why would Technoblade, one of the greatest borrower warriors of all time want to retire? He didn’t even really seem all that old. But, Dream’s thoughts quickly turned toward the glory he’d get once he had the whole celebration of his graduation. (Was a celebration a little excessive? Maybe. Did he care? Not really.) He closed his eyes, and thought about what he’d do to say goodbye to The Academy…

Meanwhile…

Sparklez had heard from other borrowers via eavesdropping that somewhere around here was an Academy, where borrowers could be trained in special skills, for the purpose of taking the humans down. And Sparklez really wanted to join, especially since his powers would be, advantageous to the cause he felt. He smiled thinking about how many humans he could take down if he had some training, not that he really needed it with powers like these, he thought as he watched his hands glow, with cosmic energy…