#tiny ghost!dream

Punz looked at the small ghost in his hand. He had no idea what to do, he knew he was scaring him, but he didn't know what to do. He sighed. "Um... uh... Don't worry, I won't hurt you, I promise... Although I don't think I can do it anyway..."

The ghost stopped shaking a bit, now shaking less and staring at him. "I guess that you were the one making things move around the house... You've never broken anything before, so I guess it was an accident, right?" The ghost nodded quickly.

Punz smiled slightly, stroking the ghost's small head gently. Then the ghost was changing back to his original form. Apparently he had calmed down quite a bit at the gesture.

“Now that you're a bit calmer, could you tell me your name? Mine is Punz, although I suppose you already know that, since you've probably heard of it." The ghost nodded slowly, watching as the human released him slowly and carefully.

“U-Uh… My name is Dream…” he replied, glancing slightly at Punz before looking down again. "So... you're not going to hurt me...?"

Punz smiled kindly. "Of course not, don't worry. Although I don't think I could hurt you anyway since you're a ghost…” Dream looked at him doubtfully but decided to speak.

"Well... there are two ways to hurt a ghost..." Punz looked at him as he spoke, curiously but also surprised, he didn’t know that ghost could get hurt.

"If I tell you the ways, you won't hurt me, right...?" Dream asked, a little nervous. Punz gave him a small, sincere smile. “Don't worry, I didn't plan to do it even if you tell me.

I won't hurt you in any way." Dream calmed down even more at those words. “Uh.. Okay… One of the ways we can be hurt is with something related to our traumas, which represent the way we die…”

Punz nodded slowly, understanding what the small one was saying. "And would you be okay with telling me...?" The ghost thought about it for a second before nodding.

“I don't know how other ghosts died but, my traumas are being grabbed by human hands, being yelled at, and any crushing sounds…” Dream explained calmly, looking at the human for a moment before looking down.

"Okay, I completely promise that I won't do any of those things to you." he said with a kind smile. Dream looked at the human again, smiling after so many years.

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Sapnap was pacing around the kitchen, cell phone in hand. "Damn Punz... why don't you pick up the phone?" He told himself, running a hand through his black hair. He sighed, he needed Punz's help to get the ghosts out of his house. He was sick of them breaking things around the house.

He opened the cabinet, taking out a small bottle of salt and putting it in one of his pants pockets. He was pretty sure the ghosts were still in his house and he wanted them out of it and to stop breaking things. He left the kitchen and headed for the living room.

When he went in there, he saw something move and out of reflex, he reached for the small bottle of salt and threw a little from it at what he saw moving.

He soon regretted his decision. A monstrous scream, loud and sharp, shook the room. Sapnap covered his ears trying to block out the noise, while some fragile things in the room were breaking from the intensity.

It didn't last long, as within a few seconds the room fell silent again.

Almost.

Sapnap removed his hands from his ears, approaching the two small ghosts that were on the floor, who were in complete panic. Once they felt the human approaching, they tried to move a bit away from him.

The one who had screamed, looked at him with a scared expression while the other, looked at him angrily but with a bit of fear, since he could also hurt them.

When Sapnap got close enough, his eyes focused on the ghost that had screamed, his eyes widening as he saw his body. The lower part of his arm had melted from coming into contact with the salt that Sapnap had thrown a few seconds ago.

“Shit… I… did I do that…? Damn, I didn't mean to hurt you…” he said quietly. "Well, it didn't seem like it and you've already done the damage!" replied the other ghost harshly.

“I thought it was just going to push you away, not do that to you. I really had no intention of hurting you…” “And what are you going to do to make up for it? The arm will take almost a month to grow and it is because of you.” He snapped, anger clearly visible on his face. 

This time, Sapnap frowned. "Well, if you guys hadn't been breaking things around my house, this probably wouldn't have happened to him, so it's your fault too!" he said to both of them really annoyed.

They were blaming him when they had been breaking his belongings, completely getting away with it. Without a word, he grabbed them both, heading to his room.

"Hey! Let us go!” Sapnap snorted. “Not until you explain everything to me. And tell me your names." "Rubius..." said the 'injured' ghost, making the other sigh. "Okay… I’m.. Quackity..."

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The night was quite cold, the ground of the streets were completely covered with snow and the flakes were falling incessantly. The streets were completely empty, there was not a single person walking through them.

Well, that's only if we only consider people of average height. A slight glow floated forward and approached the windows looking inside the houses.

The ghost of a borrower sighed in disappointment. He had been looking for his old home for 15 years, in which he lost his life because of the human resident, who decided to kill him for no reason.

That is why, in those 15 years, he had been looking for him to be able to take revenge on him and thus be able to rest in peace... Apparently that had become impossible, having not been able to find him in so many years, so he decided to give up.

He advanced for a while longer until he stopped when a human came out of his house to throw out the garbage, so he took the opportunity to sneak inside when the human left the door open so he could go back inside.

Once he was inside, he decided to hide behind the television, peeking around the corner a bit, wanting to see what the human looked like.

He didn't have to wait long as he was soon back inside the house complaining about how cold it was outside. He was finally able to take a good look at what this human looked like.

He had short cream-yellow hair and very light blue eyes. He also seemed young to him, perhaps his own age, or at least physically speaking. After a few more minutes watching him, he decided to go looking for a place in the house to rest.

Once he had fully explored the house, he decided to stay in the attic of the house, since for all the dust that was there, it was very likely that the human would not go up often, so it was perfect for him to stay there.

He went through several boxes that were there, looking for one that had clothes. When he finally found one, he lay down between two sweaters, using the one on top as a blanket.

Even though he was dead and immune to cold, he could still feel the warmth of being covered in 'blankets'. Finally he closed his eyes, letting out a contented sigh when he was finally able to feel again what it was like to sleep in a 'bed'.

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Several weeks passed since Dream settled in the human's house, in those weeks when he was bored, he used to move the windows and doors or make noises around the house.

The human just looked around confused but he didn't seem to care or at least until one day, when Dream accidentally broke a window, something he didn't want to do.

For that same reason, the human stopped ignoring him and began to investigate with those devices with which they supposedly tracked ghosts.

And for some strange reason, the human had discovered that he couldn't pierce living things and in a moment when Dream was distracted, he managed to catch him in a loose fist but not enough for Dream to escape from him.

"What the hell...?" The human said looking confused at the small person in his hand. Meanwhile, Dream began to shake and his appearance changed completely, he turned gray tones, his mouth and eyebrows disappeared and his eyes were two rectangles that were 'crying'.

The human's eyes widened in surprise and concern. “H-Hey, you're alright.. Uhh.. I-I'm not going to hurt you…..” Dream couldn't hear him at all, the terror he had while remembering the way he died, made him shake even more.