《Nightmare | Dream ✔️》𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙽𝚒𝚗𝚎
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Will had been dragging us around the map and we ended up at was a caravan. I stare at it in absolute awe not sure what I am exactly looking at. All I can tell is that it is in a very pretty location with the caravan right against a little lake.
"Will," I laugh a little, following Will and Tommy who had walked ahead of them. "Will, what is this?" I ask and Tommy seems just as baffled as me.
"My home," Will says nonchalantly as we walk closer to it. I had been watching some of the others livestreams, becoming more shown in the friend group and by watching their streams I had learned a lot of the map and some of the crafting recipes.
"Oh?" I ask, doing a quick spin. I hold Tommy's sword in my hand and see my character lose half a heart while Tommy jumps away from me. "Thorns," I grin and he huff a little. I open my inventory and see that all of the things I had respectfully borrowed for the time being are very nicely enchanted.
"Tommy, River." Will turns to look at the two of us and I follow his character through the iron door into the caravan. "Do either of you know anything about chemistry?" He asks and I can practically see where this is going.
"Oh no," I mutter a little, a smile growing on my face as I think about what he is most likely planning. If I know my brother then I can bet you that it has something to do with potions being changed into 'drugs'.
"Yes," Tommy says, clearly both oblivious and confused as to what my brother is doing making me laugh a little at the kid.
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"Well I was thinking," Will goes through another door and I see the walls have counters lining them with brewing stands on them. "What if we took all of the brewing stands from the server?" He says and I try to do the math in my head. I don't know everyone and certainly don't know how many are on the server but I know that it will be very hard to collect all of them.
"Wilbur," Tommy speaks up and I sort through my inventory of things I had gotten from him, taking some carrots and eating them. "That's not going to be easy. May I say there are some-"
"Not nice people," I say cutting him off.
"On the server," Tommy huffs, continuing on what he was saying. "If they see us on their land they might just start stabbing," He explains and I tap on my desk lightly, reading my chat absentmindedly.
"I could talk to them," I suggest, looking away from my chat and to my screen as the idea comes to me. "I am friends with people and I'm the new kid, right?" I say and a small smile on my face. "Who doesn't trust the new kid?" I ask, amused and jump around the caravans back room.
"Smart people," Tommy mutters and I stop to look at him, putting his sword in my hand.
"Shush child," I say and I see my chat yelling child.
"I'm not a child," He argues and I raise my eyebrows.
"You are," I shoot back and I can tell he is making a face at his camera. I've watched enough of his streams in my free time or while editing others videos to understand how these people all are.
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"Will," Tommy says, making his character look up at Will who is looking through some chests. "Tell the female version of yourself that I am not a child." He demands and Will closes the chest, turning to look at Tommy's character.
"You are a child Tommy," Will says and I laugh. I have heard him call Tommy a child all throughout the time they have made videos together and in almost every video Will has called Tommy a child.
"I feel like I'm being targeted," Tommy states aloud and I laugh some more, searching out the windows to see if anyone else is near. If this caravan is being turned into a drug ban then we should really take out these windows but when Tommy had brought it up, Will seemed insistent on keeping them there.
While I agree they look nice, if someone where to break or even look in the glass they would easily see what I am doing.
"Because you are TommyInnit," I grin and his character punches me. In return I stab him.
"Can give me my belongings back already?" Tommy asks and I look down at the netherite armour I am wearing and the very nice assortment of netherite tools. I look to my chat to see their opinion and quickly make a poll. Within seconds it is painfully obvious that they want me to keep the child's belongings.
"No," I shake my head, "Maybe later." I suggest nicely because I will give it back to him later for sure. It's just fun to tease him right now.
"River," Tommy says and holds two sticks. One in his hand and one in his off hand.
"Tommy," I say, putting a netherite enchanted axe in my off hand and keeping the sword in my other.
"Will," Tommy says going back to my older brother who seems extremely amused by the way the two of us are interacting with each other. I see my chat talking about how we are acting like siblings so I hit him which makes him light on fire. With a shout he puts himself out with a bucket of water. "Tell River to give me my belongings back." Tommy says as he feeds his character, probably trying to regain health.
I don't know about him but I think I could easily overpower both of them at the moment as I am the most powerful one here.
"Moving on," I grin as Will laughs at the two of us but I am ready to get to work. "What's the plan Will?"
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