OK so i don't know the entire lay out of the Dream smp so sorry if some of this information is incorrect, but i trying to go off this by imagination so, hope this goes well.   :)

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My pace quickened when i recognized some of the buildings, even though i haven't seen the Smp in a year or two, muscle memory kicks in as i clime the final set of stairs of the prime path. I take in a sharp breath once i'm able to see it clearly. The glass covering over the giant hole that i once called home. I feel weak as the memory's of  building and even destroying the county come to me. 

After a couple of more moments of looking at the destroyed land my knees give in and i collapse onto one knee on the ground. My breath quickens, and i try to bring it back to normal, but the pain of my  younger foolishness is over whelming. 

I gave so much up for this land, only for the person i did it for to blow it up. I lost friends, my brother and my mother, for what? Soon anger replaces the weakness in my head, and i take control of my emotion again and stand up. I shake my head to clear it from memory's and continue down the path. 

Once level with the glass, it seems to stretch father than it did when looking down on it. I quickly pass by the country and head up the big flight of stairs leading up. "why the fuck did we put so many dam stairs?" i whisper to myself as i reach the top and continue walking. "and where is everyone?" i say out loud as i reach where the path cuts off into two directions. A bench and tree sit close to the edge over looking a small creator in the ground with a big duck in it.  I remember Tommy and Tubbo coming her often to talk or just hang out during the war. After a;; they were just kids stuck in a foolish war.

I look over to the right and see more buildings, but one in particular stands out. It's made out of white concrete with rainbow windows, more of the colorful pattern cover the sides to. I quickly weigh my options. I could go in see if anyone is there, if so i could ask were the fuck Quackity lives. Or i could just walk past and continue on my search on my own.

After arguing with myself for a bit i decide it would be better if i just walk inside get a drink (or two) and ask where to go and leave, simple  and easy. I walk up to the door and see a couple of people inside, so i take a deep breath and push open the door.

When i walk in i'm welcomed with the smell of sweets and fresh baked bread. I see a couple of people sitting alone but, also i couple of family's sitting with their kids, laughing and eating the delicious treats. There's two people in front of me in the line looking at the menu that's above so i get in line and wait patiently for the line to move. 

Soon the person fist moves out of the way and  person in front of me moves up to order.

"Hello welcome, what can i get for you today?" I freeze at the sound of the cashiers voice. 

"Shit why the fuck did i come in!?" i mentally scream at myself as the person orders their food. I start to fiddle with the leather on my axes handle. "Should i leave?.. No what if she already saw me and she follows me.. but she won't, she probably hates you. just calm down..." I start to mentally freak out and i'm about to turn around and leave when the person in front of me moves to the side and sits down at a table. I freeze meeting the persons eyes.

"Hi thank you for waiting, what ca-" Puffy stops herself mid sentence and looks at me, her mouth open out of shock from seeing me. I tense under her eyes, i was never afraid of her, well only when she got mad. But i haven't heard her voice is years, not since she showed up here in the Smp, looking for gods know what."Mira.." she whispers under her breath, to where i can barely hear my real name.

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 Its a short chapter but its what ever. Ill try to upload sooner and stuff. Love you all! 

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