Summary: Sam asks you on a date, what could go wrong?

A/n: hey guys sorry for disappearing. I'm under a bit of stress from my home life and exams but after the next two three ish weeks I should be uploading more. I have a bunch of stories lined up, including the end of royal pain, but this is just a quick short Dream angst to make up for my lack of updates.

Warnings: weapons, blood mention, death mentioned, manipulation, toxic relationships, angst

Word count:1479

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"You look really pretty." Niki said from behind me as I spun in the mirror.

My white dress dancing above my knees as I moved before gracefully falling back down as I came to a halt.

Niki stood behind me and ran her fingers through my hair to fix it before taking a step back to allow me to admire myself.

She was right I did look pretty.

I was getting ready for a date, I hadn't had one of those in a while.

Me and Dream were dating for years until he got put into prison, we broke up shortly after he was imprisoned in side of Pandora's vault and I was informed on all the bad things he did.

I was crushed after that, I'd never viewed Dream in a negative light before. He always seemed so kind, considerate and strong to me before.

He was my everything.

I was so alone after it all came crashing down.

Sam picked me back up though, he was there for me after the first and last prison visit I had. He made sure I was coping okay. He'd always drop by my house after his warden shift to make sure I had eaten and drank water that day.

He was sweet.

He made me feel loved.

So here I was, getting into a white summer dress and asking Niki for help with my hair and makeup so I could look pretty for a picnic date with Sam.

"Thanks Niki. I owe you one." I smiled at her through our reflections in the mirror before turning to grab my sword.

"It's fine! I'm happy to help." She raised an eyebrow as I picked up my dimond weapon. "Why are you taking that?"

It was heavy in my hand and it clashed with the whiteness of my outfit. But if there's one thing Dream had taught me during our time together it was to always carry a weapon. You never know what will happen.

"Just in case." I shrugged and sighed as she took it from my hands and placed it onto its spot on the wall.

"It's a date Y/n. Not a war. Relax. Now go or you'll be late!"

She shooed me out of her house before I could protest.

The door shut in my face and I stood there for a second before turning and heading down the prime path.

She was right nothing was going to happen, and even if it did Sam was going to be there. And no one messed with Sam.

I happily walked towards the meadow that Sam picked out for our date.

I'd been there a couple times before, it was beautiful. White flowers covered hills and hills of land. I loved it there.

I was already kind of late so i was expecting him to already be there.

But when I turned the corner that lead to the woods on the outskirts of the meadow it was silent.

I balled my hands up into fists, feeling uncomfortable with the thick silence that had taken over the area. I really wish I had taken my sword even though Niki told me not to.

I walked through the clearing of trees and into the flower covered hill.

The silence was defining and I looked around to see if there was anything off.

After I looked over the area I calmed down, nothing seemed out of place.

Until I spotted a glimmer of red that stuck out on the white flowers under the sun. And the more I looked the more I saw.

Blood, blood covering a whole section of flowers.

"Sam!" I made my hands into fists and held them up, just hoping that if someone was there they wouldn't be armed.

All of a sudden I felt a hand on my waist and I knife against my throat.

I panicked and tried to move forward but the grip on my waist tightened as my back was pulled into someone's chest.

"Hey darling. Missed me?"

I recognised that voice. I'd recognise that voice anywhere.

My breath hitched and I looked down to my waist where Dream's hand was sat. My white dress had a hand shaped red stain seeping into it.

"Where's Sam?" The sword that was up against my throat tilted my head up by my chin, allowing my head to rest against the top of Dream's chest as I looked up at him.

"Sam? The fool who thought he could lock me away and then take what was mine? Don't worry about him love, I took care of it." He laughed into my ear and dropped his sword gently, allowing me to move if I wanted to buy the hand on my hip made it harder for me to want to.

"I thought you'd be happier to see me? Didn't you miss me?" His other hand came up to brush some hair out of my face and behind my ear, leaving a warm trail of red liquid on my cheek.

"I- can I ask you a question?" I turned around to face him, looking at his face for the first time.

He had cuts and burns scattered along his face and shoulders.

I remember before in the morning if I woke up before him I would look at his freckles and imagine playing dot to dot with them. It seemed like he'd done that to himself now.

"Only if I can ask you one." He smiled at me, making the new scar on his lip seem so much more prominent.

I nodded in agreement before wording the question that had been burning in my throat for weeks.

"Why'd you do it? Why'd you have to go and fuck everything up? Everything was great and then you went and caused unneeded blood shed. Why? Was I not enough?" My voice cracked as I spoke and the way that tears burnt at my eyes made me flinch. I was stronger than crying.

"You were perfect. That's why I did it. I wanted to unite everyone again. Like it was before L'manburg and Tommy. When it was just me, you, George, and Sapnap. I wanted everyone to be happy and together. So I took away the things they all loved so they'd have to band together. I did it for you." He kissed my forehead as he finished talking. Leaving me stood there with a chill running down my spine.

"You wanted peace, so you used violence. Right."

He rolled his eyes at me before clearing his throat.

"I believe you owe me a question. Why are you here? Why are you stood in a white dress, in a white field, waiting for the 'perfect' guy. That's not you, your not pure and loving. Your dangerous. Me and you both know that, that's why we're so perfect for each other. Your the fuel to my fire, alone were both useless. You need me."

He smiled as he spoke which filled me with a mix of rage and admiration. He's not lying, I am one of the most powerful people on the server but I don't use my strength in the same way as him or Technoblade. I unite, not divide.

"I'm here because I want to be. Now where is he Dream?" I gritted my teeth as I took a step away from him.

"I told you darling. I took care of him."

My hand traveled to my thigh where I could feel a cold piece of metal pushing up against my skin. Niki might've stopped me from bringing my sword but I'm always prepared.

I pulled a small dagger from under my dress and approached Dream in the most threatening way I could.

"Dream I'm not going to ask again. Where is he?"

Dream knows I'm capable of combat. We've fought a few times before and even though I try to stay out of wars everyone knows I'm a force to be reckoned with.

"I told you, I've sorted it out." Before I had a second to react he had a hold of me and the dagger was leaving my hand and the end of it was pressing against my chin.

"He's with Wilbur now love. Now I'm going to leave because there's a man hunt out for me right now. But I want you back here tonight with the best armour and weapons you have. Or I promise you this peaceful server we have won't be around anymore. I'll pick them off one by one, I already have Ranboo under my finger. Who next? Niki? Tommy? Tubbo? Sapnap? I'm unstoppable. So don't defy me or everyone will feel it." He dropped the dagger to the floor before exiting to the forest.

Leaving me stood there against a tree. My pure white dress now stained red with the blood of another loved one.