So little dream is daydream
And big dream is dream
Ok?
A very certain blonde and pinknette sat outside a wood cabin in the snowy tundra, the clouds had sat in blocking any sunshine, techno was sure it was gonna be a long stormy night. That's why he turned the cattle and the hounds earlier today so they would be safe from this upcoming disaster. They were all well aware, animal instincts you know. "That's all of the animals fed and provided with a strong shelter,they should be fine". The Ruby eyed piglin said as dream trembled, "you ok" slowly techno realised dream might be close to being in his little space. Dream never liked storms ever. He would always sleep through, saying he would feel better if died in sleep. Techno slowly made his way towards dream, taking his cape
Off of his own shoulders and onto dreams, "you wanna go inside..?" Asked techno.
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*Thunder*
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Dream screamed as light spread through the sky and clouds like blood rushed through veins, " it's ok, it's ok" techno tried reassuring, but dream was already crying. Techno picked the blonde up taking him and in Phil's nest, nesting was something avian hybrid did a lot. Dream might not have his wings, but just because a goat got its horn cut off doesn't mean it isn't a goat anymore. Dream was still crying, definitely two thought techno and called for phil.
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The storm had started and just like techno thought it was a raging storm, something that would have scared the daylights out of daydream, that's what phil and techno call dream when he's in his little space. Daydream loves it. Where was he now? Well he was sleeping in Phil's nest after phil read him a story and sang him a lullaby. Daydream loves both stories, lullaby and mac n cheese. Daydream is more expressing of what he wants like when he is hungry or thirsty or his injury hurt he will immediately tell phil, but dream is not very open.
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No matter how many times techno asks dream what happened that day he won't open and asking about it to a baby who is two doesn't seem right.
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Flashback
Dream was breathing heavily as techno asked him if he was okay, dream hair was cut unevenly and there were fresh bruises and scars all over him, he was covered in blood. But nothing could shock techno more than when dream burst into tears like a kid, and phil tried to comfort him, but it didn't work. Dream finished crying and fell asleep himself and that's when techno and phil knew dream was an age regressor and that the reason he took happy pills or just drugs in simple was to prevent himself from regressing and being in his little space and then everything became clear and from then on they begin taking care of dream phil even put a spell on dream since techno is bad at feelings, he just turns into a baby.
Nothing much just phil nest room looks more like a baby room now.
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Things have been better, their helping dream to recover. It's a little hard when dream is big he doesn't really ask for what he needs but daydream is here more than three times a day because dream loves slipping into a place of comfort.
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A blonde baby, who looked to be around 2, maybe with green eyes, woke up rubbing his eyes and looking around for his caregiver. slowly getting up on his little feet and using his little arms to get out of the best only to be met with an enormous window, something that was everywhere in this cabin and the storm outside. Baby dream was now crying, as he saw the trees outside benting at the strong wind and there leaves getting stuck in one direction it was all to scary for daydream to take in. But unlike adult crying, baby dream's crying could be heard thoughout the cabin, so much so that a blonde avian hybrid walked up to the room cooing at daydream, as the blonde baby ran as fast as his little feet could take him and sobbed into Phil's chest after being picked up by him.
"Is everything ok"asked techno as daydream recovered from his tanturm,"yeah, he just woke up and saw the storm, maybe we should've just cover the window with curtains."The food cooking was mushroom stew, it would have been mac n cheese, but they didn't know dream was gonna wake up little.
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It hurts techno to imagine a two years old in wars, in prison or being tortured. It all to much. Dream drugging himself into happiness so he wouldn't regress is fucked up, this whole server is fucked up, so fucked up that dream couldn't find a safe place in here, and daydream is so so sweet it's unbearable.
