I don' have Twitter, so I don't really know how it works. Don't @ me.

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/3rd Person POV/

M/n scrolled through his Twitter, snorting occasionally at a funny meme or picture. He did pause though when he received a notification.

Entering his Dm's, he found a new message. From Dream. Oh, God.

M/n screamed internally, but he opened the message.

Dream

Hey, is this U/n?

U/n

Yeah, it is.

Dream

Good. I found your channel thanks to one of my friends.

Do you know what my Smp is?

U/n

Yeah, I know what it is.

Dream

Good.

I was wondering if you would

be interested in being a builder on the Smp.

You've got lots of talent and would be a huge

help.

M/n screamed internally, he was being invited to the Dream Smp?! Of course he was going to agree!

U/n

Is it alright if I stream while I build?

Dream

Yeah, that's perfectly fine.

U/n

I'm in.

Dream

Great, I'll send you the world link.

We should probably discuss your lore, though.

U/n

Sure, what've you got in mind?

Dream

Do you want to be a hybrid, like Ranboo?

U/n

Sure, why not?

Dream

What kind of hybrid are you going to be?

U/n

:)

U/n has left the chatroom

M/n screeched, out loud this time. Calming himself down, he decided that he would stream. Loading up Minecraft, his breath caught as he saw the Dream Smp world file. This was real. He wasn't imagining it. He would be meeting people who made him laugh every day. M/n pursed his lip and clicked the file.

U/n has entered the game.

He quickly adjusted his mask and turned on his camera. His characters spawned and he looked around. "Hey, chat", he crooned, "do you know where we are?" Those who did know started spamming "OMG" and "NO FUCKING WAY!"

M/n smiled, "Welcome everybody, to the Dream Smp!" He pulled up his chatbox and typed in a small "hi". His eyes drifted to the in-game response chat and noticed names and questions popping up.

TommyInnit: Who the hell is U/n?

"Chat, chat," M/n said, "look, it's the ᶜʰᶦˡᵈ"

Dream: Chill, Tommy. I just invited him. U/n, VC 1.

"Hello?" He asked, and was met with loud screaming from somewhere he couldn't see. "Who the fuck are you?" Tommy yelled, sparking a memory in M/n's mind, "Who the fuck are you?" M/n retorted. "I asked you first," Tommy said, "I asked you second," M/n smiled.

There was a second of silence...

"So, who is this?" A softer voice came in, which M/n recognized. "Oh, Tubbo", Dream said, "This is U/n. He's a new member." "Oh", Tubbo exclaimed, "Hallo!"

M/n smiled, Tubbo seemed like a sweet kid. Tommy was too, just a little rougher around the edges.

A tall boy walked up to M/n and tilted his head. M/n looked down at him, the boy was only slightly shorter. And that was saying something. In real life, M/n was 6'9. But in Minecraft, his character was 8'7. This kid was 8'5. M/n only knew of one person on the server being that canonically tall.

"You're Ranboo, right?" M/n asked, and Ranboo smiled, "I am, I'm guessing you're U/n."

"Yeah. If you don't mind Ranboo, can you show me around?"

"Sure."

Ranboo lead M/n around, showing him different buildings and locations. "So..." Ranboo trailed off, "you look kind of like me. What mix are you?" M/n only smiled, the look in his eyes revealed nothing. "Mmm, I'll tell you at some point, maybe. How'd you know I was like you, anyway?"

Ranboo looked M/n up and down, hand on his chin.

"Hmm, well, normally your character has h/c hair and s/c skin. And your clothes are different too." Ranboo observed, walking around M/n. He continued to talk, "But now, your skin is a pitch-black color, and you've got little white flakes on your face. Kind of like stars, or freckles. And your eyes are like a completely blank white, they remind me of Eret's eyes. Your ears are kind of pointy, like mine."

M/n reached up and felt the tips of his ears. Sure enough, they were pointed.

Ranboo continued his shpeal, "Lastly, your clothes. Usually, from what I see on your streams, your character is usually dressed in a hoodie and jeans. But now, you're wearing a dress shirt and gray pants."

M/n tilted his head to the side, his earring swinging. "Wait..." He muttered, looking at Ranboo. "How do you know what I usually look like? I've never met you before."

Ranboo froze up, and M/n thought back to what Ranboo had been saying when describing his clothes. Then... A lightbulb went off.

He turned to the shorter boy, a giant grin on his face. "You watch my streams." M/n said, and Ranboo shook his head. "Hey, no. No. I don't- no."

"Oh my God, you do. You literally admitted it. Aww, that's cute kid." M/n teased, poking Ranboo in the side. Ranboo recoiled, making a small screeching noise. M/n poked him again, getting the same result. "Why are your hands so cold?!" Ranboo said, rubbing his side. M/n rested his hands on his own neck and pulled them back. Christ on a cracker, his hands were freezing.

Ranboo and M/n continued to walk around until they got to the center of town. "Oh, my God." M/n hissed, "why is everyone here?"

And he was right. For some reason, everyone was there.

"I don't know", Ranboo whispered.

Unfortunately, their arrival caught everyone's attention. To be fair, Ranboo and M/n were hella tall.

M/n laughed nervously and opened his menu.

"Haha, fuck that. I'm out."

U/n had left the game.

-TBC-

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Also, I love this.