Yeah im sorry for not updating so take these shit pieces of writing

none of them are named-

yes some are short im sorry

1.

Everyone's eyes started to study the doors as a shadow was getting closer to the room, he didn't notice until a nudge to the side came from the boy next to him, he hummed, looking to where he pointed. A boy stepped in, upon seeing his face his eyes widened. A majority of his face was littered with fresh scars and cuts, eyes shimmering with a radiant smile. "Sorry I'm late," He spoke to the teacher, who let the boy sit down, carrying on with the lesson, not asking questions, respectful for the boy's social anxiety.

"Techno?" Dream whispered, he smiled more and sat next to him, leaning back a little only to wince. "What happened?" Dream's voice laced with worry, his eyes directed on him and only him. No answer. He watched him bring out his pen and book, starting to work. His eyes let out a cry for help, but his tough exterior sheltered it, hiding any hope for help, hiding anything that makes him seem weak.

Dream j-

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2. 

Dream watched Techno liked a bullet, eyes stern under his mask. Techno couldn't tell the thoughts in Dream's mind, but why would he? He tried to focus on himself, but the sounds erupting past the walls fogged his mind, tears-

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3.

Dream stood still, bouncing his body as he got ready for the day ahead of him. Adjusting his mask, drawing out his shield and holding the axe, he takes a stance, staring into the distance where the cold, crimson-eyed pig stood.

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4.

Techno's eyes fluttered open, not daring to be slow as he was met with the sudden faint shouting from downstairs, immediately knowing who it was. He wanted to curl up and just cry, to let out any emotion he had hidden from everyone who bothered to speak to him, but he couldn't, as his father had said 'boys don't cry'. He sighed, staring up at the ceiling, the ruby paint fascinating him somehow, his thoughts coming back to the surface, remembering prom was close and he needed those nomination points, he had to win as to not fail his parents.

Pulling his arms up, throwing the blanket off of him, he got his bed, eyes looking towards to his clothes, his style was simple-

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For this one i was writin out an au in a new style but i hated it so i just didn't continue it, if i feel like i want to n you lot like i might 

The Pig, The Blob and The Slime

FOR AN AU YOU PROBS DON'T KNOW ABOUT LOL

This is so terrible omg

Dream sighed, sitting on the bench given for the best of the kids, he missed his old friends, the friends he made back home before he got sent to this camp thing, the only problem was, he knew it wasn't a camp, it was more a place for 'bad' kids to go in light of their parent thinking it would make them better, He looked up, hearing footsteps come closer. "Uh, hey.." a slime looking kid had come up to him, probably looking for something to make fun of him for, not like it'll be the first nor last time it'll happen. "Hi," Dream said simply, staring right into his eyes, hoping he'd go away but longing for more talk than just hello. "You're... Dream, correct?" the slime asked. Dream nodded in response and Pete's eyes had lit up, a smile had quickly formed with it too. "I see you're second highest with our rankings Mr Star gave us" he had informed, and Dream nodded, but before the slime could continue he asked, "Wait, what's your name?" "Pete" the green slime answered, deciding to continue with the conversation he started. "Well, I'm third highest.." Dream looked up, tilting his head ever so slightly. "What are you implying?" he asked, curious and intrigued, Pete smiled. "You, me and number one should all work as a trio!" he suggested, and Dream's eyes widened in delight, a smile now on his lips. "Mr Star won't allow it but Noah, Scott and Noxite are nice so," dream thought for a second and nodded, standing up to shake Pete's hand. "So, who is number one?" Dream asked and Pete looked at him as he thought, "Technoblade" Dream nodded and they walked, feet trudging along the muddy path to Mr Star's building.

"Technoblade." Mr Star walked into the room, the 5 kids suddenly stood still, backs straightened and voices silent, the pink-haired boy who had been named looked at the Teacher with disgust, but his face hardly showed it. "You failed me, kid" the boy looked down, and Keem only frowned, disappointment laced his voice as he talked, the kids in the room stayed silent. "You didn't win your last fight Technoblade" Technoblade looked up, opening his mouth for an answer, but nothing came out. "Hm?" Keem raised an eyebrow. "You.. You had me practising for 5 hours straight!" his voice raised with every word that slipped out of his mouth, Keem's eyes widened, eyebrows furrowing and his smile turning into a frown, "Maybe you need more hours then!" His voice raised higher, booming off the walls and echoing, Dream and Pete were hiding, watching the situation, feeling sorry for the kids stuck with the ridiculous teacher. "No! You can't keep torturing us like this!" He shouted, suddenly backing away, Keem's face was red, walking towards him he picked him up by the collar. "You, do NOT disagree with what I say young man!" and suddenly a sharp slapping sound is heard, and Keem drops Technoblade."You'll be training for 7 hours tomorrow. You fight against Phil the next day" He says, walking away.

Techno stood there, tears threatening to pour out of his eyes. "Tec-" Bajan, more preferred to be known as Mitch, started but Techno cut him off. "He wants me to fight my brother.." he sighed, walking to a wall. "I hate uncle Keem so much!" he yells as he punches a wall, the room is hit with a silence. A silence where if a pin was dropped you'd hear it, any ringing sound your ears would bestow upon you, you'd hear. You'd hear anything. The sound of gold hitting boots was heard as the pink-haired boy ran away.

"We know you're there." One of the kids says, and Dream and Pete walked in awkwardly, arms behind their backs and the looks of a 4-year-old who ate all the biscuits and got caught lacing their expressions. The silence came back, no one knew what to say, the two only assumed that this was normal for them, the silence at least.

Dream and Pete didn't say anything, they just walked in the direction Technoblade went in.

They saw the boy sitting on a bed, looking through the window, holding something. The 2 looked at each other, nodding and walked over to the boy. "Hey..." Dream started, but Techno put a hand up, signalling for him to shut up. "I... I need some alone time Schlatt.." he wasn't in the right state of mind to even bother analysing who a voice belonged to, the other two sighed, "He isn't Schlatt..." Pete assured her, but the boy didn't reply. "I'm Pe-'' he started but Technoblade cut him off. "Pete. Petezahhutt fully. Third highest in rank. As a student of Scott and Noxite'' Pete's eyes widened, the boy hadn't even looked at him yet he knew who he was. "And I'm-" "Dream. Your Dream, you're second-highest in ranks, works under the same people with Pete, you're new though.." Technoblade finished, and Dream was astonished. "Wow.." Technoblade smiled. "I'm Technoblade, or Techno for short.." he sighed, "I'm the nephew of Keem'' the 2's eyes widened, their brows furrowed into sorrow. "Don't be sad about it, it's fine" Techno stood up, looking at the two. "So, what did you want?" Techno asked, a slight change of tone in his voice, he was shaking but the 2 took no notice of it. "Well, we wondered if you wanted to work, train with us?" Dream asked, Techno stayed silent, lost in thought before he had finally nodded, agreeing. "Yeah, sure" the 3 smiled at each other and talked for a bit.

"TECHNO" a shout for the pig was heard from another room, the boy sighed, "What Leafy?" Techno asked as his cousin walked into the room. "Dad said I'm free to do what I want today!" he said excitedly, he was the oldest of the two yet Techno was the more mature one, to no surprise at all. Dream and Pete stood there awkwardly, confusion laced their faces as Leafy just smirked at Techno before he ran off.

"Who was that?" Dream asked, Techno turned to look at him, "That. Was my cousin" he sighed, walking out of the room, "you two really shouldn't be here, like, at all.." Techno stated as he walked them out of the building. "Why not?" Dream asked, curiosity filling him, "It's just- It's dangerous,.." Techno looked at the two, pushing them away. "We'll talk again soon" he spoke, doing a small wave, the two boys waving back before the door closed on them.

"Now come on, Scott's making cupcakes apparently" Pete informed, and the two ran off back, hoping to one day see the pig boy again.

OH MY GOD, I'm FINISHED FINALLY.

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I've never wrote 1k words before im- okay

i think that's all, the rest are either in me school books or in me notebook which i recently ripped up out of mere anger

yh there's no need to count words it's at like 1600 im-

anyway

hope you enjoyed this n take it as me not updating?