Chapter 10 - Yanderes and Questions

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Dream SMP / Krew

"We need more leverage," Gold once heard Xena saying to Xylo. "We have leverage against the Hermits, but we also need leverage against the Dream SMP and the Krew."

"Do you get the feeling we're being watched?" Xylo asked. Gold hurried away so she wouldn't get caught.

But one thought lingered in her mind. What leverage would those Watchers use against her and her siblings?

Early the next morning, Gold found her answer. The Watchers had gathered everyone together. Of course, Grian, Taurtis, Funneh and Lunar weren't there.

"We've decided that we need more control," Xena said.

"We think that it is the Krew's turn." Xylo grinned. "Especially Gold and Funneh."

In a snap, Xena had made 4 figures appear. As the colors began appearing, Gold found out who those figures were.

One was a boy with crimson red hair and bright red eyes and was wearing a black hoodie. Another was a girl that had black hair and also had bright red eyes. The third is a girl with black hair that was and dark gray eyes. The fourth is a boy with dark blue hair and dark gray eyes.

Everyone was confused. Everyone but Gold.

Once the four settled eyes on Gold, they couldn't help but stare in shock. "Gold?!"

"Now for the Dream SMP," Xylo said.

"What are you going to do?" Tommy demanded.

"Oh Thomas..." Xena said. "You'll find out soon enough."

Within a second, both Xena an Xylo pulled out an arrow. Both aimed at Wilbur.

"WAIT!" Tommy yelled out. But before he could stop them...

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Ghostbur joined the game

"WHAT THE HELL-" Tommy yelled.

"One wrong move," Xylo said. "And we'll have Lucid revive Wilbur again. This time with the intention to kill everyone.

. . .

Tommy and Ghostbur were alone in Tommy's house.

"What was it like without me?" Ghostbur asked curiously.

"I-" Tommy hesitated. "I don't feel comfortable talking about it." The blond gremlin turned to Ghostbur. "What was it like for you while you were revived?"

"Well...Dream brought me onto a train." Ghostbur paused. "I don't know how I got there actually. It was just dark and when I opened my eyes, I saw that I was on a train. I quickly figured out that Dream revived me." Ghostbur stopped for a little while before continuing. "I was crying when we stopped. My tears were burning my face...And then I saw another version of me. Dream invited him onto the train and he accepted. I managed to get a glimpse of him though..." Ghostbur stopped when he saw Tommy staring, horrified while breathing heavily. "Sorry Tommy!" Ghostbur said quickly, not wanting to upset his friend any further.

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Hermitcraft / Empires SMP

Lizzie had been upset ever since her husband, Joel, perished due to Watcher magic. She didn't know why Grian would do such a thing.

To lighten her mood, she went to go see Jimmy.

"Jimmy?" The Ocean Queen poked her head through his door.

The Codfather grinned and looked up at his seabling.

"Hey Lizzie! What's up?"

"Nothing much," She replied. "I guess I was upset at the death of Joel, Scott, and other Hermits. I came here to try and cheer up, I guess."

Jimmy's face turned serious. "Hey, what do you think is going on with the Watchers? Do you think they're worse than..."

"Yes," Lizzie replied. "They definitely seem worse than Xornoth."

Jimmy looked confused. "I don't know, Xornoth spreads corruption. Though the Watchers can do pretty much anything..."

Then an idea clicked in Lizzie's head. "Wait...Watchers can do anything? Grian's a Watcher! Maybe, just maybe, he can bring people back to life!"

"That's brilliant Lizzie!" Jimmy said, jumping up to hug his seabling.

The two rushed to Grian.

Grian looked confused, as neither of them were Taurtis or Scar. Meaning, they would still be terrified of him.But they didn't seem terrified.

"What's this all about?" Grian asked.

"We know how to bring everyone back!" Jimmy said. "You can bring them back to life with Watcher magic!"

Grian's face lit up. "I don't know if my magic is strong enough yet, but it does seem something a Watcher could be capable of. With a little training, I'll be able to!"

"Will you now?" Xena said from behind Grian. "Like we'll train you to do that. Besides, even if you do figure out a way, we'll put in an obstacle as a distraction for you and everyone else."

Grian looked at her with anger. "And what would that be?" Xena smiled, and snapped her fingers.

Xornoth joined the game.

The Ocean Queen and Codfather stared at the demon in horror.

They needed Scott to help fight his brother. But he was dead. And he would remain dead until Grian learned to bring people back with his Watcher magic.

"I have an idea," Grian said. "An admin might be able to help me research and train. But the problem is, there's only one admin left on the server. Alive, anyway. And he's not exactly as kind and derpy as Xisuma is."

Jimmy nodded. "But we'll have to risk it. If you're correct, it might be the only way."

Grian walked over to where Dream, George, and their three little girls lived.

He took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

He was greeted by the goggle-wearing brunet that slept too much for his own good.

Three young girls rushed up too.

"Hi!" George said. "What are you here for?"

Grian sighed. "I'm looking for Dream. I have an idea on how to bring my friends back. Though it requires his help."

"Dream's not home right now," George said. "But he'll be back soon. Although I don't really drink tea that much, would you like to come in for a cup of tea while you wait?"

"Of course!" Grian nodded, smiling.

However, he was bombarded with questions by a young blonde.

"Why do you have parrot wings?"

"Um..."

"How did get into Hermitcraft? How long have you known my parents? Why do you look so much like Tommy? Why is Mumbo's moustache so cool?"

Grian nearly spit out his tea at that last one, laughing.

George sighed. "Cally, leave the man alone."

"No, no," Grian said. "Its okay. I was invited to Hermitcraft. I've only met your parents 5 years ago. I don't know I look like Tommy, but we are both blond and british. And Mumbo's moustache is indeed very cool"

George was confused at why he was okay with Cally pestering him with questions.

Grian laughed and looked at George. "Really, it is. I'm pretty sure I'm good with kids...Maybe because I act like one..."

"Why do you need to talk to Dream anyways?"

"Mommy," Cally said, looking up at George. "You told me to leave him alone so you should too." Both, Grian and George laughed at the 5 year old.

"Why don't you go play with Ginny and Aspin," George said, laughing.

"I need to talk to Dream because I have an idea on how to bring my friends back," Grian said as Cally left the room. "I was thinking since he's an admin, he can try to access files about Watcher magic. Then maybe he could tell me how to bring someone back from the dead."

"Did you forget that Dream has the Revival Book?"

Grian sighed. "I wish it would work. But I'm afraid it won't since it originated from Dream SMP, not Hermitcraft. Plus, this is Watcher magic we're dealing with."

George nodded.

Then Grian posed a question. "By the way, you mentioned you don't really drink tea. But you must still like it. I mean, Dream IS basically a tea kettle."

George slapped his face and laughed. "Grian, WHY?" Grian mischievously giggled.

"Hello?" A voice from the door called.

"Dream!" George exclaimed, as he got up to kiss the human tea kettle.

"Hey George." Dream then settled eyes on Grian. "What are you doing here Grian?"

"Umm..." Grian looked up at the dirty blond. "I need to talk to you."

"About what?"

"Do you think you can help me access Watcher Files since you're an admin and all."

"No," Dream said simply. And strangely enough, as soon as Grian had asked, the admin's voice sounded different...

"Nightmare, I swear to FUCKING GOD!" George said.

"Nightmare?" Grian asked.

"We met Nightmare last time but XD erased our memories of Nightmare. Dream told me of course."

"I am not going to help you," Nightmare said.

"Nightmare. I swear to fucking god, if you don't give Dream control again, I WILL call XD. And if you DARE hand it over to Lucid, I will ALSO call XD."

"Fine," Nightmare said.

"Wha-" Dream said, clueless on what happened.

"Grian, ask your question again," George said calmly as if none of that even happened. Grian decided to ignore it for now and asked his question again.

"I'll be happy to help," Dream said. "Though I do think George should help too," he said, glancing over at the brunet.

Grian stared at Dream. "No offense, but what exactly can George do? He's good at a lot of things, but he's not an admin."

"He's the only way that I can keep my mental state of mind if I'm ever caught off guard."

Grian slightly frowned and then remembered what just happened a couple of minutes ago. "Hmm. Ok. Kinda sad that you even need someone to keep you in line."

George laughed, which surprised Grian. "You say it's sad to need someone to keep you in line. What do you think parents do? Do you have no respect for how hard your parents must've worked? Especially for you, Grian. You're a gremlin."

"What about Dream's parents? Have they never taught him anything?" Dream went quiet.

"Do. Not. Talk. About. That," George said, empaphiszing every word.

"Why?" Grian asked.

"Just don't," George said.

Dream seemed angry with Grian. But Grian saw a hint of fear in Dream's eyes. "You're JUST like X! Asking things that I don't want to answer?"

Grian raised an eyebrow. "Me and X? SIMILAR?! I'm a chaotic gremlin and he's a responsible admin. What makes you think we're alike?"

"Well!" Dream said.

"Dream, calm down!" George said.

Not hearing the brunet, Dream continued. "You BOTH ask things that people don't want to answer!"

"Why did I say wrong?!" The blond British asked.

"Why can't you just stop asking questions?!"

"Dream!" George said, slightly louder this time. Dream still didn't hear his husband calling his name.

"So it's a crime to ask questions?!" Grian said.

"I'm not saying it is!" Dream shouted.

"DREAM!" George said, much louder this time. Dream stopped and looked at George, breathing heavily.

"Grian. I think its time you get out," George said politely while trying to calm down the American. "We'll talk about this tomorrow."

Grian rolled his eyes and exited the house.

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Whenever someone asks me what's up: Me - The sky (HAHAHA CLASSIC -Galactic) I feel SO tempted to just go back and add Antfrost so that I can have someone inquire the SMP members what the egg bribed them with and so I can just make Ant say "My boyfriend, Velvet" just for a bit of Velvetfrost. But sadly, I am too lazy...George says to not talk about that. How about "WE DON'T TALK ABOUT BRUNO-"

- Pleb

Btw I came up with tea kettle line and Pleb said I should put it in the book lmao. WHEN I WAS WRITING THIS "giggled" AUTOCORRECTED TO "google" LMFAOOOOOO WE DON'T TALK ABOUT BRUNO NO NO NO! WE DON'T TALK ABOUT BRUNOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

-Galactic