Archive of Our Own ^beta

Chapter Text

Dream sits in the prison, bored out of his mind. He sighs as he looks at his clock. Tommy was supposed to be here hours ago! He sighs once more and goes to his chest where he pulls out a book. Nowadays he likes to write stories of what he’ll do when he gets out. 

Suddenly, the gate whirls. He pops up, smiling. That must be Tommy! And indeed it was. Tommy opens the door to his cell and grins. “Sorry that I took so long Big man!” Dream laughs. “It’s fine Tommy.” He sees the box that Tommy’s carrying. “What’s that?” Tommy’s grin widens. “Don’t you know what today is?!” Dream frowns. He had lost track of the days months ago. “ No?” Tommy rolls his eyes. “It’s your birthday!” 

Dream gasps. “Wait really?!” Tommy nods as he sets the box down on the carpet, revealing a green cake with a white mask made of frosting, on top was 23 candles. “I got Niki to teach me how to bake, so I made it.She did the decorating! But Sam won’t let me bring a knife, just some paper plates…what a wrongin.” Dream laughs again. “That’s fine! I think I have a spoon around here somewhere.” He searches through his chest, finding a couple plastic forks and spoons at the very bottom. He then cleans a few of both at the sink. Tommy gets out the plates from his inventory and sets them down. Dream sits down in front of him.“So…how's everybody doing?” Tommy rolls his eyes as he cuts a small slice for Dream and himself. “They’re doing fine, I’ve been spying on everyone recently. Just…ya know, for fun. Punz has been a hermit, Philza has adopted more kids, the kinoko kingdom has been keeping to themselves, just building shit. We were actually able to shut down the Eggpire awhile ago so no worries about that, Quackity made a new country, he calls it Las Nevadas, and everyone else has been keeping to themselves. I actually got a birthday card for ya.”

He gets out a card from his inventory and shows it to Dream. Punz, Techno, Tommy, and surprisingly, Karl and Niki had signed it, wishing him a happy birthday. Dream sets the card on his chest and takes a big bite of the cake. Or he would, if he didn’t have a mask on. Instead, it passed through the mask and went into his mouth . Tommy laughs at him. “Dream, that just looks so fucking weird!” Dream shrugs. “Well until we figure out how to get the mask off entirely, the Slip Through enchantment will just have to work.” Tommy groans. “Haven’t you tried to just rip it off?” 

Dream nods. “Yeah I got George to try. I think the mask has a knockback enchantment. The moment he applied force, he bounced back.” Tommy starts laughing. It takes him about a minute to calm down. “I’m just imagining it! So Big Man, how many more weeks until you're out?” Dream sighs. “I think it’s about 2 months now.” Tommy groans. “But that’s so lon-” An explosion interrupts him. “What the fuck?!” Another goes off, followed by several more. Dream shoves Tommy under his bed, and tries to protect the cake as dust and several small rocks fall from the ceiling, many hitting Dream. The warden rushes to their cell.“DREAM, WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED?!” 

Dream glares at him. “HOW THE HELL WOULD I KNOW?! TOMMY, TELL HIM I DON’T KNOW!” Tommy peeks out from under the bed. “He doesn’t know!” The Warden glares back at Dream . “Tommy, I’m sorry but until I figure out what is happening, you must stay in the cell.” Tommy shrugs. “Okay! Hey, Dream, is the cake still good?” Dream nods. “Yeah, surprisingly, I was able to protect it pretty well!” The Warden frowns at the two as he leaves to look at the security camera. Dream sighs after he’s finally gone. “Hey, Tommy, I’m not sure how long that’ll take, you could be in here for up to a week.” Tommy shrugs and rolls his eyes. “I don’t think it’ll be that long, but even then, it gives me an excuse to hang out with you. You know how everyone hates it when I visit you in the prison.” Dream sighs again. “Yeah I know…”

Tommy hops up onto the top of the bed as Dream takes another bite of the cake. “Wow, you really did practice baking! This is great!” Tommy laughs as he picks up his plate. “While after you threw up the slice of cake at the beach party, I decided that I should probably get better, anyways! Time for presents!” Dream looks at him with surprise. “Ooh! What did you get me?” Tommy pulls out a set of UNO cards as well as several quills with ink, a few more blank books, a set of normal playing cards, and a stuffed axolotl(Headcanon that that’s c!Dream’s favourite animal).  Dream gasps when he sees the green handmade axolotl. “You remembered!” Tommy grins. “Yep! I made it myself! Took me ages to get the stitches right.” Dream pulls him into a hug. “Thank you Tommy. It looks adorable.” Tommy puffs up his chest. “Obviously! Since I made it of course.” Dream laughs. 

Tommy pats him on the back. “Anything for my bestie. But, question. What’re we going to do when you get out?” Dream sighs as he takes another bite. “Well, we find out who framed me for the explosions, and we get revenge!” Tommy takes another bite of the cake as well. “Pog! But what happens after that?” Dream thinks for a second. “Well afterwards, I’ll probably try to apologise to Sapnap and George, and maybe repair my relationship with a couple of the other members.” Tommy sighs. “So no more causing chaos with me?” Dream laughs as he ruffles Tommy’s hair. “Sorry, Tommy, after I get out, I’ll probably want to lay low for a bit.” Tommy sets down his cake for a second. “So, wanna play UNO?” Dream grins. “You’re on!    

Chapter Text

The next day + Chapter 2

Tommy had taken the bed while Dream insisted on the carpet. As Dream wrote his little stories, the scratching noises of the quill had woken Tommy up. Though Dream didn’t know this as Tommy wasn’t trying desperately to go back to sleep. Several minutes had passed. “Okay, Dream, big man, you have to stop, those scratching noises are making my ears bleed.” Dream nods and puts the book away. “Do you want to play more UNO?” Tommy glares at him. “No, after the contents of last night, I want to sleep Dream.” Dream shrugs. “Then sleep for a bit more. I’ll try as well.”

4 hours later

Tommy yawns as he stretches. “Jeez, Sam really is a wrongin, this bed fucking sucks!” Dream laughs. “Yeah, but it’s better than nothing.” Tommy then remembers that he had been the one to not sleep on the floor. “Sorry Big Man, tonight, you can take the bed tonight.” Dream shakes his head. “Nah, a cranky Tommy is much worse than a cranky me.” 

Tommy glares at him. “Well then I hope you burn in Hell.” Dream dramatically gasps. “WAIT NO, ANYTHING BUT THAT!” Causing Tommy to laugh hard. Tommy yawns again. “Wait…When did we get a cat?” Dream had been snuggling with a cat for the past couple hours, not that Tommy had noticed. Dream shrugs. “I think she’s yours, I don’t have a cat. She appeared right after you fell asleep. She’s quite kind!” Tommy pats the cat’s head. “You want to name her?” Dream quickly looks at him. “Wait really?!” Tommy nods, making Dream smile. “I’ll name her………Patches!” Tommy thinks for a sec. “Why that name in particular?” 

“She has a couple patches of white fur on her back! I think it’s cute.” Tommy grins. “Well then, Patches it is.”

 After a bit more talking, he gets out the normal playing cards. “Wanna play War?” Dream grins. “Oh you’re on.”

POV Patches. 

Patches had no clue where she was. One moment she was snuggling up to Sapnap in the sunny apartment, trying to get more treats and the next, she’s in her owner’s(?) lap. Patches snuggles up to him. I might as well get some pats….hmmm…that other blond thing is quite loud…. She falls asleep.

2 hours and 10 games later 

They ate as they played, the cake was gone within a day. Dream slams down an Ace of Spades “Hey, um, just wanted to make sure, no ones, died…right?” Tommy groans with anger. “NO ONE’S DIED, HOW THE FUCK HAVE YOU WON ALL OF THEM?!” Dream grins mischievously. “It’s obviously because you just suck at the game.” Tommy quickly leans over and flicks Dream’s mask as a joke. And that was Dream’s mistake. Because it was just a miscalculation, and because he forgot to mention that George didn’t just, ‘Bounce back’, no, it only takes Dream to blink once as Tommy gets sent flying. And his head hits the obsidian with a loud crack.

Dream’s eyes widen. He rushes over to Tommy immediately and starts checking the injury. Tommy has passed out. Blood drenches his neck. Dream can see a bit of his skull. He starts to shake Tommy. “TOMMY! WAKE UP! WAKE THE FUCK UP!” But Tommy doesn’t wake up. Instead, he stops breathing. Dream quickly checks his pulse. There is none. He starts to laugh. The laughter gets louder by the minute as tears trickle down.

The Warden runs over to see the problem. And his eyes widen in shock. “DREAM, WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE?!” The door on his cell flies open. The Warden shoves Dream away so hard that his head hits the metal base of his bed. The Warden picks up the body and glares at him. “Dream. You will regret this, I will make sure of that.” And with that, he leaves Dream to sob/laugh alone. 

Meanwhile, Patches tries to comfort her owner as well as stay away from the bloodstains. They didn’t smell or even taste that good. But Dream doesn’t stop shaking. He just keeps staring at his hands, they’re covered with Tommy’s blood. Drenched in it. He shakily goes over the sink. He grabs the soap. He scrubs his hands. Dream stares at his hands. The bloods not coming off, why isn’t it coming off. He keeps scrubbing. He hands turn even redder. He collapses onto the floor, everything was so quick. When did Tommy die? Did he die at all?  He looks around his cell. Why is it covered with blood? Patches stares at him patiently, not quite sure what to do as Dream passes out. 

Chapter Text

Chapter 3

The Warden carries Tommy’s body to the medical bay, where Ponk gasps and immediately starts checking him over. Ten minutes later, Ponk puts away his stethoscope. He shakes his head at Sam. “I’m sorry, he’s gone.” Sam immediately exits the room, where Ponk can hear a huge explosion. He sighs as Sam then comes back in, his body now fuming with smoke. “Is there nothing you can do?” Ponk chases his head. “No Sam, I’m sorry, you should probably tell Tubbo.” Sam nods as he exits the room. 

He walks all the way to Snowchester and knocks on the large mansions door. Tubbo quickly answers. “Oh hey Sam! What’s the matter?” Sam sighs. “There…was an accident…at the prison…..”

 When Tubbo sees Tommy’s body, he screams in horror. Ranboo leaves the medical bay almost immediately, not wanting to see his friend’s body. Tubbo glares at the Warden . “Let me see Dream.” The Warden shakes his head. “I can't do that Tubbo. You’ll kill him, we both know that.” Tubbo grits his teeth. “THEN WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO NOT LETTING VISITORS DIE?!” The Warden stares at the ground. “There aren’t any cameras in Dream’s cell, I took them out after the 5th month, he was showing good behaviour and wanted privacy. I didn’t know what was happening until I heard yelling. I wasn’t able to get there until after Dream killed Tommy. Dream will be moved to the main cell. ” 

Tubbo’s eyes widen at that. Everyone knew about the main cell and it’s hellish features. “Fine, I don’t want to see him out of that Cell, until the vote.” The warden nods. 

_____________

The Warden stares at Dream’s passed out body. He tries to pick it up but is stopped by Patches as she bites him. The Warden immediately let’s go of Dream’s body. “WHAT THE FUCK?!” The bite is bleeding. The Warden goes back to Ponk to get it checked out. 

Ponk wraps the injury up. “I think I have a shot that can knock it out for a bit.” Sam nods. “Please use it.”

Many tries later.

Sam lays the cat’s sleeping body on Tommy’s bed. “Sorry, but I have to move Dream now. I can’t let you interfere.” 

He goes back to the prison and moves Dream to the main prison cell. The Warden then stares around the cell. “A monster doesn’t deserve comfort.” The Warden goes back to Dream’s original cell and looks around. He picks up the stuffed animal and stares at it, trying to figure out if Dream should keep it or if he should burn it. The Warden chooses the latter. 

——————-

Tommy wakes up in a black room. Or…He thinks its a black room…He isn’t quite sure. 

“Get up Tommy.” And suddenly, he can feel everything…and nothing. “Wilbur?” He turns around to see the man. Wilbur crouches down next to him with a grin. “WELCOME TO THE AFTERLIFE!” His yell causes Tommy to jump. “I’m…dead?” Wilbur nods. “Yep! You’re stuck with me and Schlatt!” Tommy shudders and tries to scootch away from Wilbur, causing him to laugh. “So, Toms! How’d you die?!” Tommy thinks back. “Um…I think it was…” He can’t remember. “I don’t know.” Wilbur rolls his eyes. “Okay, what were you doing?” 

“Um, I think I was in prison?”

“Prison?”

“I was visiting Dream. It was his birthday.”

Wilbur’s eyes widen and he grins. “DREAM’S IN PRISON?! AND HE KILLED YOU?! HA! I KNEW THAT IDIOT WOULD LOSE IT AT SOME POINT!” Tommy glares at Wilbur. “NO! It was an accident, I’m sure!” Wilbur scoffs. “Oh please, how would someone ‘accidentally’ kill another.” Tommy nervously shrugs. “I-I don’t know, but I know he’d never kill me on purpose!”  

Wilbur rolls his eyes. “No, he did it on purpose, I mean, come on. He was the one who gave me the TnT after all. ”

Tommy looks at him in shock. “Wait what?! He GAVE YOU THE TNT?!” Wilbur nods. “Yeah! The guy wanted L’Manburg to explode in the first place!” Tommy bites his lip. “No, Wilbur, you’re a liar. Dream wouldn’t have done that.” Wilbur shrugs. “Believe what you want. Just think about how I would’ve gotten all of that TnT in the first place.” Tommy turns away from him, trying to think. “Just be quiet, Wilbur. I hate you.” 

Wilbur laughs as he walks away. 

—————-

Dream wakes up in the main cell, Patches is nowhere to be found. He looks at the lava curtains disoriently, “What? Tommy? Where are you?” A speaker turns on. “Tommy’s dead, remember, you killed him. Until after the vote on your future, you will stay in the main cell.” Dream starts to tremble after the speaker turns off. He feels cold, even with the scorching heat. I-I can revive him! Oh god, I don’t even know if it works! 

Dream looks around his new cell nervously, he spots the chest rushing to open it. There were a few books and some ink, but no pens. It doesn’t matter. I have fingers. And he gets to work. 

Chapter Text

Chapter 4 The Vote

It wasn’t very long before everyone found out about Tommy, just two days. There was crying, there was anger, from a couple there was happiness. But mostly anger. Everyone gathers at the podium in front of the Church of Prime. Tubbo stands on it, his husband behind him. He calls the meeting to order. “Welcome everyone. I’m sure you all know why you’re here and what needs to be voted on. So with that, Sam will provide the details of what happened.”

 Tubbo motions over for Sam to join him, which he does. “Four days ago, at approximately 9:00 Am, Tommy visited Dream in prison for his birthday, not 30 minutes later, there was an explosion. I told Tommy that as he had signed all of the waivers stating that if anything were to happen he would have to stay in the cell for up to a week” Tubbo nods. “And what happened on the second day?” 

The warden sighs. “I was checking over the security cameras that are located outside of the prison, when I heard a yell. I rushed over and saw Dream holding Tommy’s body, while laughing. I then immediately grabbed Tommy from him and ran to Ponk. Sadly, he was already dead by then. That is all.” The Warden gets off of the podium, giving the attention back to Ranboo, who had somehow gotten a chalkboard and had written all of the options for the vote. 

1. Dream stays in the main cell for the rest of his prison sentence
2. Dream goes back to his original cell
3. Dream’s sentence gets additional time.(if picked, the duration and where it will be served will be decided on afterwards)
4. The death sentence

Tubbo passes out pens and pieces of paper to each member. Once finished, he goes back to the podium.“In 30 minutes we will all gather back and cast the votes, this will all be anonymous.” After hearing this, everyone goes their separate ways, some in groups and some by themselves. 

________

Sapnap and George

Sapnap stares at his piece of paper. “What do you want to do?” George shrugs and lays on his bed. “I don’t care, do whatever you want.” Sapnap sighs. “Come on, he used to be our friend, you should care more about this.” George sits up. “He just killed a child, Sapnap, and besides that, he cast us out a LONG time ago.” George lays back down, falling asleep. Sapnap mulls it over for about 20 minutes, before finally writing down his answer. “I hope this is right.”

__________

Tubbo and Ranboo

The two had already made their decisions beforehand, they were just waiting for the others to make the right choice. To have revenge for Tommy. 

___________

Punz

Punz sighs. He didn’t like any of the choices presented. Something must have happened. Dream would never kill Tommy. But what happened is the question. Dream must feel awful. 

___________

Techno and Phil

Techno yawns while laying on his couch. Phil had been the only one to go out as they heard there would be a vote for Dream’s future. As anarchists, they wouldn’t participate, but they still wanted to know the results, so they could figure out if Dream needed saving or not. 

____________

Karl

Karl didn’t really know why Dream was in prison. He also didn’t really care about the reason. Sure he signed the Birthday card, but he also didn’t know who it was for. He would just go with whatever Sapnap’s choice was.

______________

Puffy and Foolish

The pair didn’t really know what to do. On one hand, Dream had just killed a child and had started all of the wars in the past. But on the other hand, Dream was still her duckling and was still his sibling.

_____________

Ponk and Sam

Ponk couldn’t believe it when he saw Tommy’s injury. It looked as if his head had been pounded into the wall several times. He holds Sam’s hand. “What is your choice?” Sam glares at his piece of paper. “Dream deserves death for killing Tommy. And I hope that that is his punishment.” Ponk nods and writes down his answer. 

__________

Quackity, Fundy, and Slimecicle

Quackity was furious. “HOW DARE HE KILL TOMMY” Fundy sighs. “I don’t know Quackity.” Slimecicle hadn’t attended the vote. “What happened, Quackity from Las Nevadas?” Quackity glares at the floor. “Dream killed Tommy. There’s a vote to see what his punishment will be.” Slimecicle’s eyes widen. “I see, Tommy from nowhere has turned to dust, which we all will at some point, me especially, as I am made of meat.” Fundy rolls his eyes. “Quackity, I’ll vote for whatever you want.” Quackity nods. “Good.”