A few days pass since then, and now- I'm back on my PC, ready to join the Dream SMP once more.

The place still haunts me a bit, somewhere in the back of my mind- everything replaying once again.

To think that only happened about... like- a little over three months ago.

Welp- all in the past now.

A little while ago, I got into a call with Tommy and the two of us were just talking and confirming some things.

Tommy tells me to wait a moment so that he can get on the server, just to see if anyone else was on. After a few seconds of silence, he speaks out.

"I'm already on, Y/N. No one else is here." Tommy confirms with me.

"Alright- I'm joining.." I tell him.

With that being said, I proceed to double click on the server icon and my game starts loading. It took a hot second, but as soon as I loaded in...

...I was falling.

"Oh shi--"

I wasn't even able to finish my sentence in time. By the time I hit the ground, many items that were in my inventory exploded from my character-- leaving me with the 'You died!' death screen.

Upon seeing the death message in chat, Tom started roaring with laughter. His voice cracking and wheezing a little too much-- completely losing it.

"YOu-- yOU FUckiNg died?!"

"My death was inevitable." I responded to him, clicking the respawn button.

I respawned shortly after, seeing as I was back in the walled off dirt spawn once more.

Since- I never owned a bed, this place kept being a familiar sight to me... especially when I would constantly die making my house.

But to think that I was actually still whitelisted on the smp. I am amazed.

Once Tom finally calmed down, he took in a deep breath before speaking normally-- kinda.

"So- where are you? At spawn again?"

"Yeahhh..... and I'm already out of it" I said as I climbed out and over the wall, officially making my move to the city, "I'm heading back to Manberg."

"I'm already there" He informs me.

"Fasto-"

"I logged off near by."

It took a bit, but I got back to where I died. And I saw Tommy slowly coming towards me in the distance.

As he grew closer, he seemed to notice the various items on the ground-- my entire inventory... along with my leftover exp.

"Oh my god- your stuff is fucking everywhere..." He mutters, "aren't you going to pick it up?"

"Well- I don't need them." Is what I told him.

"You- you had netherite..." He points out, continuing to observe my inventory.

"I'm not going to need it--" I repeated.

"Well- I'm taking it-!" Tom cuts me off, jumping down and picking up-- pretty much my entire inventory, throwing away any and all useless stuff, "this shit is mine now"

"uhhh- okay" I waited for Tommy to stop looting my stuff. Once he came back over, he gave me a few seeds before walking away. I followed behind him, "so... what did you have planned for lore?"

"Oh- uhh... so, you're joining the SMP again...!?" He asks once again, sounding excited.

I thought for a moment. And then, officially decided.

I sighed.

"I- I don't think I can keep saying no anymore..."

'especially when you say it like an excited little child...'

"..soo-- yeah.. I'll join back.."

"YESS!!! FUCK YEAHH!!!!" Tom exclaims-- from what I assume was the top of his lungs. Because- in the very next moment, I heard motherinnit pick up faintly on his mic.. very annoyed with her son, "..oh shi--- SORRY MUM...!! really- sorry..! sorry..."

And with that, I started to laugh a bit... then that laughter got gradually more and more louder.

His reaction was seriously fucking adorable... So excited and happy for me agreeing...?

"wha- what's so funny!??" He starts stammering, "St- stop laughing!!"

I laughed again.

"Sorry-! but that was probably one of the most fucking adorablest things you've done yet.."

"Wh- what..?" He asks, confused.

"Anyways... you were going to tell me about the lore..?" I mention, changing the topic.

"HEY! No- WAIT-- You are NOT going to just change the subject like that! Say what you said again!!" He shouts at me.

"Nada" I replied, "How about you explain lore now... and then maybe I'll repeat what I said..."

I heard him grumble a few times, not really hearing what he was saying, but then I he finally was auditable to me, giving me a proper response.

"You-- okay, whatever. I wanted to explain it anyways..."

And for the next... twenty or so minutes, Tom explains his ideas for what he had planned for our lore as the two of us walked around the server.

To be honest, he had some pretty great ideas. I didn't have a problem with any of the things he listed.

I did have my own inputs as well, but they were still quite minimal.

Turns out that he'd been planning this lore stuff for a while now- he even got Dream and Wilbur's opinions on it, the two of them helped Tom refine any little details that were previously added in.

He didn't mention any of the previous ideas, but they probably were so bad enough to the point where he refuses to mention them.

In a summary of what he said-- apparently I'll always be around him as a constant delusion that no one else will see. Since he's the only one that remembers my smp character, it makes sense to why he'd start imagining her back again.

And somehow magically, with the boner of science (yes. a science boner. that wasn't a typo), Dream and George took time out of their days to make another stupid pluggin to help with that. It's almost impressive that they have nothing else better to do than to code stuff for a minecraft roleplay---

But yeah, when the pluggin is in effect, no one else will see me but Tommy. And no one would see my username in the tab menu- so it'll pretty much be me existing in Tommy's mind and his mind alone.

The whole idea impressed me. Maybe it was a little too much hard work-- after all... literal minecraft roleplay.

"So yeah, Dream coded that shit up... And then---...oh, wait- why the fuck..?" Tom suddenly stops talking for a moment, realizing that someone joined the server, he stops moving in-game, "Why the fuck is Tubbo on?"

I eyed the joined message in chat for a moment.

"Well- he's an SMP member too...?" I answered, a little unsure myself.

"wait-- he's not live, is he?" Tom asks, a bit worried.

I start hearing rushed typing picking up in Tom's mic. He was most likely going on twitch to see.

I chuckled at this.

"No, I would've gotten a notification." Answering again.

"Twitch delays, Y/N..." Tommy murmurs, sighing a bit in disappointment.

"Nah, my notifications are pretty much instant- trust me..." I assure.

...and by instant notifications, I meant Luca.

The girl always notifies me about anyone I follow. Recent drama, when their live streaming, funny or interesting lore bits... she messages it all in such a short time frame that I'm worried for my life sometimes.

"Then- why else is he on..??" He asks.

"To grind for resources and other materials? To finish building something? To see you?" I listed a few reason, the last one being a bit of a joke, "...are you sure you didn't dm him accidently to get on?"

"pft- Like I'd tell Tubbo to get on for something like this." Tommy shrugs off.

"Alright... so, why did he join then smartass?" I question Tom.

"Who fucking knows?--- god, he's blowing up my dm's right now..." He starts muttering.

"Game chat too..." I informed, watching Tubbo's messages scrolling threw.

As I watched the messages spam, Tubbo kept leaving and joining the game. Being kicked for spam does that to a person- it made me laugh occasionally, but it didn't change the situation and it's weirdness/worrisome.

Just a bunch of "HUH'S???" and "WHAT'S???"-- not to mention: "HOW".

After a few minutes, Tommy speaks up.

"Uhh... seems like he wants to talk to me for a bit" He tells me, "..do you mind?"

"Eh- Not really" I replied.

"Okay." He pauses for a bit, "It shouldn't take long, so I suggest you going over to my house in the meantime."

I hummed my response, nodding my head in minecraft to give my answer.

"Be back in about... 10 minutes?"

"Kay, adios Tommy"

"..Cya"

And with that, Tommy left our discord call.

I left too, knowing it'd be lonely and weird for me to stay there.

So I decided to wander to Tommy's house, waiting for him to finish talking with his good bee boy friend.