In the POV of  Dream, February 17th

I checked my audio again, the 4th time in the past 5 minutes. Y/n had started another lore stream so she was about to be in the prison, in love with me, or rather my character. I joined the call once I saw the lava fall, listening to her claim she wanted revenge.

"Speaking of the devil, there's the bastard," she said, stinging ever so slightly. It's an act though, right? I crouched into the corner, playing along to her character. I had her chat pulled up on my second monitor, watching as they were going crazy over what would happen. Most were curious for my character's reaction. I was nervous, no doubt.

I watched as she crossed the moving bridge, slowly making her way towards me. Sam began to back away, yelling he would give us 30 minutes behind the lava barrier before it would fall. She nodded and as the lava fell, she began to make her way towards me, the netherite wall coming down.

"Oh, Dream," she said in a low voice. My eyes went wide but I had to play along.

"Oh, Nightmare," I said back in the same way.

"How's it been so far:? He wasn't done anything, right?" She asked, her voice kind and nurturing. 

"It's been hell without you. Tell me you'll visit often, I need you," I whispered, crouching my character closer to hers.

"I'll try if he'll let me. He's been hitting on me since I've gotten here. Something about our 'mutual hate' for you. Little does he know..." her voice stops, the loose flow of it abruptly over. I watched as she inspected the small area, quietly humming. "This place is shameful. It's terribly decorated."

"What did you expect? Flowers and plants everywhere?" She laughs and I smile, even though nobody can see it.

"Yeah, yeah. Listen, I need to know everything about this damned prison. Ways to bypass and etcetera. I need to know it all. I also want some... ideas for outside. While I can't spend my days with you," her voice was a faint whisper.

"I don't know anyway to bypass this place. I'd talk to  Technoblade about things like that. And as far as ideas go... wreck L'manburg's succeeders. Tubbo is planning something, right? Ruin it, for old time's sake." The lava began to fall, the faint sizzles quieting down.

"I'll have to fake hatred again, my love, but we'll be reunited soon, I promise. I'll try my best to learn about the architect of this place." Nightmare walked to the bridge and waited for it to come over. The netherite gate closed up, locking us on opposites sides. She began to walk away and I left call, watching as Sam escorted her out of the prison, hitting on her in the process. I continued to watch the stream, watching chat go insane and ship more.

The stream ended on a good note, Twitter going crazy. I joined back to the call to Sam and Y/n's laughter. It was genuine, I wonder what they were talking about.

"Oh hey Dream! What do you think of the plot so far?" She asked excitedly. Truthfully, I loved it but not for the reasons she would imagine. It was easy to fake love when it's actually real. One month, that's all I need to wait. All I need til we meet for the very first time.

"I love it! The fans are really interested. You're a great actress, you know?" I say, wandering from my original thoughts. Sam leaves call unannounced, leaving us alone.

"Thank you, you too are a great actor. Want to play Jackbox with Karl and Quackity? They're looking for more people." I agree and we join the loud vc in Quackity's jackbox server. Karl and George are screaming, Sapnap and Quackity mad that nobody is joining (ignoring the fact we just did), and Ranboo talking with Wilbur.

"Finally, a full lobby. Join the game, stream has been waiting, assholes," Quackity says energetically. Madverse City, the rapping game, music plays through my headset, the screen on my second monitor presenting a prompt. I quickly look for my opponent, who just so happens to be Quackity. I finish and the game begins, Quackity and I going against eachother first.

"Alright, shut up, let me rap," he yells, shushing everyone. "There are two things in life, death and gogy. When it's time to quit, your eyes will be foggy. Cry over Nightmare, we know you do. You should really buy a new pair of shoes." Everyone cheers and it's now my turn. The raps slowly load onto the screen and I began to read aloud.

"Your rap was wrong, like pineapple on pizza. I'll knock you out without anesthesia. Grow 6 inches before you talk. You're a chicken, go bawk." The cheering starts and the voting screen loads. The poll finishes with me winning 64%.

"I was robbed!" Quackity yells, Nightmare against Ranboo loading. Ranboo clears his throat, his rap beginning to load.

"Your rhymes are so wack, they call you a Nightmare. They're so bad, might have to give you a prayer. Stop rapping, go be elsewhere. How about you sit in despair," Ranboo says. His lines were solid but Nightmare had to win.

"Too scared to show your face? Yeah, same. This little rap is just a game. I'm #1, you don't even place second. After this you'll be sobbing, that's what I reckon." I cheer loudly along with the rest, making it clear Nightmare won. Everyone else continues playing, Nightmare and I ending up 1st and 2nd in the last round. I write my raps, or more so compliments. The screen loads with me going first. I take a deep breath and begin my so-called raps.

"Let's be honest, you're perfect. Can't roast you, I'm already a convict. I'd give you everything I possibly could. You're the definition of the greater good." I hear the boys call me a simp and Y/n's laughs. I look at my third monitor, which has Quackity's chat, to see them go wild.

"Oh no, I really tried in this one!" I hear her yell while laughing.

"Roast him, Nightmare. He's a simp!" Karl yells. We all laugh and her raps begin to load.

"I'd say you have good raps but I'd be lying. After my raps, we'll hear you crying. Challenging me must have taken all your guts. Too bad I don't care. Suck on deez nuts!" The vc erupts in laughter and Quackity's chat moves at lightning speed.

"That was harsh!" I yell in between my laughter.

"Only the harshest for the best."

"Simp in my goddamn stream one more time, I swear to God!" Quackity laughs. She won with 97% of the vote, getting 1st place overall.

"Waiting for Nightmare's raps today to be in a 'DSMP members getting destroyed' compilation," Karl says, making us all laugh. We play a few more games and end, planning on a Jackbox stream in about a one week from now, February 24th. I log off my computer and go to bed, dreaming of the adventure I'll have in a month from now.

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A/C: Hope you enjoyed! <3 Make sure you've had a glass of water and a snack today!