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thechillsquid · 8 months

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Omg? What’s this? An axolotl Dream writing? Goddamn! Haven’t touched this au in a while huh? Or at least written for it, I’ve certainly doodled the frilly idiot here and there, but well!

Here we go, looking into Dream and Punz relationship and why it worked so well, aka, Dream wasn’t the only one that made a deal with god.

As always, this au was inspired by axolotl hybrid Dream designs made by @beaskaa and @ryucreates and I highly recommend checking both of them out, even if beaskaa isn’t as active nowadays on tumblr

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Punz was, by all accounts, a sight to behold. Quick with a bow, skilled with a sword, and knowing of all the little secrets there were to know.

They were dangerous and they were powerful. But the thing that allowed him to be so successful? No one knew a damn thing about him. Sure, people no doubt heard rumors and his reputation was nothing to be simply brushed aside, but when it came down to it? No one knew where he truly stood and no one knew his true goals. It worked beautifully for them.

You see, Punz and Dream had known each other for a good while. They had made plans, had trained with one another, and while everything seemed to have spiraled out of control with one broken mask, Punz never wavered.

Punz was all too used to the way things could change, the mercenary had known his friend’s secret for ages afterall, because Dream had known his.

They were both creatures of habit and both creatures commonly overlooked. Most don’t seek power just for the sake of it afterall. And certainly no one expects an axolotl and a cockatoo to hold grudges.

Punz was certain that Dream would come back around with something new.

The admin always had and always would be quick to adjust. Punz just had to be patient… right?

Even… even if it had been some time. But it wasn’t like him and Dream didn’t talk, they just… couldn’t really talk about all that.

Too many eyes and ears on them.

That had to be it.

Because Punz was getting that steady creep of paranoia crawling back up his neck and he could just see the way Dream was getting more and more antsy.

Any day now… any day.

He just… had to wait.

Be patient.

Steady.

Ready.

Dream was a coward. Or at least, he was being one right now.

The currently human-formed axolotl had been wandering about, having finally managed to shake off a talkative Tommy when the not-quite-teen (had it really been a couple years now since him and Tommy had initially met? The kid was almost 18… time sure did just fly by) had spotted a certain newly revived man (Wilbur hadn’t even gotten a moment before he was being descended upon).

It was as he kept on going alone that he eventually realized where his feet had led him.

Punz’ tower.

He stared, shifted on his feet, and then frowned. Sure, he’d spoken with the mercenary recently, but he hadn’t spoken with them.

You see, despite common opinion that he had made some large and deadly plan (hell he’d even made himself and Punz believe they had something more for the future) before Punz ‘betrayed’ him, it really had just been one hell of a power trip. A power trip that had turned into an all-consuming lust for utter control. It hadn’t been extravagant, it hadn’t been well thought out, and it sure as hell hadn’t been stable.

Dream was powerful, but the moment the advantage was lost? Things kind of fell apart. Espically now that, while technically capable once more, Dream had lost most of, if not all, his previous reputation and sway over the server.

Punz still held power, but they also had a stable reputation, everyone convinced that they had truly switched sides for a good score. There was no reveal of their involvement in Dream’s plots, no reveal of the betrayals held in the shadows, and there was no evidence that Punz was anything else than what everyone assumed.

At this point… was it even worth it? Was any of what they worked to earn worth it? Espically now that it just… prime he needed to speak with Punz didn’t he?

Dream sighed, pinching his brow before slipping into the tower, if he didn’t go in now, he’d loose his bravo.

Punz was settled on an absent ledge, admiring some newly aquired treasures gained from making a deal with BadBoyHalo (an odd job of designing a trap that would hold Skeppy for at least a week, seemed Bad wasn’t over the two’s latest ‘divorce’).

They were admittedly distracted, though to be fair, they were also used to people being noisy and announcing their presence rather than startling him.

“Hey,” the voice gave him a heart attack, the mercenary’s feathers flaring up as he froze in place. A familiar chuckle sounded to their surprise and Punz turned with an annoyed glare. His crest fell slowly, beak clicking shut with an newfound stubbornness.

So it seemed Dream had decided to pay him a visit today.

He still didn’t appreciate the interruption, form briefly involved in a warm, golden glow before he sat in human form. He gave Dream a frown. “Thanks for knocking,” he huffed, fiddling with his gold chain, “I would have thought you’d let me know when you’d show up.”

“Uh… oh yeah, I could have… where’s the fun in that though?” Dream gave a sheepish grin, shrugging as he plopped himself down next to them.

Punz snorted, a smile working its way onto his face, “How’ve you been?”

“Oh, fine,” Dream waved him off, “Sorry again, for the, um, short notice visit…” He paused, raising a brow, finally taking note of the treasure pile Punz had been in the midst of studying. “What’s all this from?”

“Deal with Bad, paid me to make a trap. Now, what are you up to?”

“Besides ruffling your feathers?” Punz gave a lackluster response, a simple quirk of a brow. “But uh,” Dream shrugged again, adjusting himself so he was laid back on the floor now, “I don’t suppose if you’d… be up for a little chat, Punzo?”

The other’s interest was caught, “Oh? Go on.” The mercenary leaned back as well, arms rested beneath his head.

“So. It’s… uh, it’s been awhile hasn’t it? Since we’ve done much of anything regarding,” they could see Dream give a twirling hand gesture out the corner of their eye, “You know, ‘The Plan.’”

“Mhm.”

“I… I have been giving it some thought this last week or so…”

Punz smirked, “Didn’t hurt yourself doing all that, did you?”

“Fuck off,” a smile was clear in Dream’s tone, “But well.” A pause, a sigh. “I’m not quite sure if I have… have a real want to start things back up again.”

“What?” Punz pushed himself up, giving the other a sharp look, “‘Real want?’ The hell is that supposed to mean?”

The other didn’t look at him, fidgeting, “Well… why did we start any of this in the first place…?”

“…what are…”

“You heard me,” Dream spread his hands with a sigh, staring up at the ceiling still, “Why the fuck did we start hurting our own friends?”

Punz tensed, frown deepening, “It wasn’t… we weren’t— nothing was uh, it wasn’t personal, it was…” The mercenary frowned, “They were simply… in the way of—“

“Of what!? Our stupid fucking power trip?” Dream all but snapped, finally looking at them, “Sure, it started harmless enough! Trying to keep the server from falling apart, upgrading our weaponry, making sure people knew not to fuck with us, but just… just the killing and the, the fucking…”

The admin blinked back irritated tears, his emotions clearly getting the better of him as he made a frustrated hiss. He took a deep breath, let out, and moved to sit up with a resigned chuckle. “It just… it was, sure it was nice to be feared and known, but just…”

Punz raised a questioning brow.

“I didn’t enjoy it. I don’t think I really ever did, I just… I’m happy now.” Dark eyes met steady blue, tired and thoughtful. “I’m actually… I’m actually happy.”

“…But what about—“

“The Plan? Let’s be honest,” a defeated grin, “We both knew I wanted them to throw me in that prison so I’d have time to make up some bullshit. We didn’t have shit anymore.”

Punz turned away, eyes narrowed. “And now you’ve decided to…” They turned to stare pointedly at the other, “Now you fucking—“

“I’m sorry.”

The mercenary cut themself off, looking coldly at Dream.

“I’m just… I’m sorry okay? I’m sorry I didn’t come to talk with you, I’m sorry I let this whole thing spin out of control, I’m sorry I let it just go out…” The admin pinched his brow, looking away with a grimace. “I can’t go back to who I became… the anger’s burned out of me. And… I’m pretty sure it’s burned out of you, too. Hasn’t it?”

Punz sighed as they gazed off to the side, running a hand through their hair. The silent tensed like a coiling serpent, after a moment, the other’s frustrated groan cut through it. “Fuck.”

Dream blinked over, meeting the other’s gaze. Punz stared back, biting hard on his lip before finally speaking again, “Fuck you. Okay, so what, I still waited a fucking year, I just… I’m going to strangle you, you dumbass.”

“Yeah?”

“Definitely,” The bite had all but burned out the other’s words.

“You going to at least revive me?” A weak smile touched upon the admin’s face.

Punz rolled his eyes, shoving at the other’s shoulder. “No. I’m going to let you fucking rot… so what. You just going to go off on your merry way?” A new bitterness slipped into his voice, a low whispering of ‘You just going to leave me behind again?’ haunting through those words.

Dream gave a hopeful smile, “Want to get some lunch?”

“…”

“I’ll pay?”

“…sure.”

Tommy had been trying to have a casual day sat infront of his house, Shroud hissing and spitting as the spider skittered about on his lead nearby. It was as he finally was entering zen mode that he heard someone coming down the prime path.

The young adult (he wasn’t some kid anymore, he was a big man) looked over with raised brow to see Dream walking along with a cockatoo settled on his shoulder.

Tommy called over, “Oi, prick!” Dream gazed over with a dry frown. “When’d you get a fucking parrot?”

The two stared at him, Tommy stared back. Dream smirked, “What parrot? This is Punz.”

“Ha ha, fuck you. But like, seriously, what’s up with the pa—“

“Want to hear a secret?”

Tommy’s mouth clamped shut, the lanky blond admittedly curious. He shrugged, “Sureeee?”

The admin sauntered over with a smile, gesturing to his bird again, “Punz, would you like to say something?”

He snorted, opening his mouth to ask what was up with this weird bit when the fucking cockatoo spoke up. In Punz’ fucking voice. “No one will ever believe you.”

Parrots could mimic people right, that was like their whole thing, Tommy was about to say so with a frown when in a shimmer of golden light, the cockatoo vanished and the mercenary stood between him and Dream, grinning sharply.

Punz shoved his hands into his pockets, leaning back to take in Tommy’s dropped jaw and sputtering. They snorted, shared a look with Dream, and in another flash, the bird was back on the guy’s shoulder.

“Alrighty! Byeeeeee~” The admin went sauntering back down the path, the cockatoo looking back with a tauntingly raised crest of feathers and a mocking head bobble.

He simply stared after them, brain trying to figure out what the fuck that just was. He blinked, blinked again, and slowly sat back down.

“…the fuck is wrong with this server?” Tommy asked the thin air. Thankfully, for the sake of his sanity, the air did not infact respond.

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