A few DSMP ships of mine in Minecraft Achievement Format with some also having multiple variations. Might make a second part if i have the motivation or some have suggestions for more ships.
got help from @sunshine-in-a-bottle for the c!awesamdrunz ones as my mind was absolutely blanking on them
Fundy can't say it's the first night like this. There's been plenty of times where he tried his best to fall asleep but something is blocking him.
He tossed plenty of times by now in his bed. Tried so many positions no matter the awkwardness. Maybe throwing a mattress on the floor would bring results. First however, he wanted to try something different. Taking a walk usually helped clear his head. Especially if it was through the royal gardens. For all that Wilbur didn’t necessarily cared too much about it, it helped keep up the appearance he wanted. Well, ignoring the other kingdom’s opinions and the rebellion.
Quickly, he changed from his night clothes to a more casual outfit. One his father would probably chastise him for due to the darker hues present. Not to mention the lack of red.
It wasn’t something that his father liked, but something Fundy loved. Especially knowing who gifted him the clothes. He still remembered the nervous smile on Sam’s face as his small tail swished a bit back and forth. He could still see the way Dream had grinned at him as he unpacked the boxes. It had been nighttime when they gifted him the black shirts and dark pants. He’d been so overjoyed to finally have some clothes that fit his tastes more, he couldn’t stop hugging either of them.
Once dressed, he exited his room. Sam’s eyes were immediately on him. „Your Highness?“
“I cannot sleep. Would you be so kind as to accompany me to the gardens?“
Sam nodded. "Want to relax, sir?" Sam gestured to his back but Fundy shook his head.
"No thank you. I think it would help more to walk myself."
They headed down the stairs. Fundy debated getting the third part of their relationship from his room but figured, hed best let him rest if he can. They both knew what a light sleeper Dream could be. If he was asleep now and they knocked, they might just wake him from his well deserved sleep.
Sam opened the doors to the outside and stepped aside to let Fundy go forward. The moon was high in the sky. Fundy hadn’t looked at any clocks as they headed out, but he wouldn’t be surprised if the time was around 2 o’clock now. 2000 ticks past midnight.
If he was to be awake at his expected time tomorrow, he’d likely only be half present. Luckily there were no meetings to attend. So perhaps he could just skip breakfast, sleep longer. With luck, it will be one of the days where his father couldn’t bother to acknowledge his existence.
A hand wrapped around his waist and he happily leaned into his lover. „You doing alright?“ He asked before catching himself. „Besides the not sleeping of course.“
Fundy chuckled. „Yeah. Just… figuring out tomorrow’s course of events.“
“I can ensure your chambers are undisturbed till you’ve rested enough.“
“That would be much appreciated.“ Fundy sighed, closing his eyes before opening them again to stare at the stars sprinkled in the sky. It reminded him of Dream. The stars looked so much like his freckles.
His gaze moved over to the flowers that hugged the path from the sides. Black dahlias and orange lilies. They were blooming well. Their gardeners did their job wonderfully. He needed to tell them that tomorrow and also ensure his father didn’t ‘forget’ to pay them.
They met not a single soul on the way to the small lake. Everyone reasonable who didn’t have to work right now was of course asleep. Minus him. Him and his ever restless mind.
“Did you work on any new machinery recently, Sir?”
“I think we are far enough from any potential watching eyes that the ‘sir’ can be dropped, Sam. And no. Sadly not yet. Not really, I did sketch a few ideas. But they still need some more editing before any of them can be realized. Which reminds me, I wanted you to look over them sometime when you’re free. See if you can figure out what I’m missing.”
“Yeah, of course. I do have a meeting to attend tomorrow afternoon though. About the rebellion. But the day after that I should be available.”
“Perfect.”
They’ve reached the lake after passing more flowers beds with roses, tulips and gardenias.
Once they reached the bridge’s start southwest of the pavilion on the lake, Fundy’s ears perked up at the familiar sound of a lyre. The melody played was soft. Gentle. Like a calm wave. They came closer, already guessing who was playing and happy at being right. Fundy could feel Sam’s tail wagging with the wind it was producing. Fundy wouldn’t be surprised if his own was acting similar at seeing the white hair.
“Dream?”
The music stopped. “Fundy. Sam. Hi.” Green eyes looked over to them. “I’m guessing I’m not the only one who couldn’t sleep?”
Fundy smiled sheepishly. “Yeah. I don’t know why. My body just won’t cooperate tonight.”
“Bodies tend to do that. Always refusing to work right then when you need them to. Want to join me here?”
Both gave a sure before settling down. Sam curling his legs around Fundy as the prince settled against him, one hand brushing through the fluff of Sam’s fur.
“Say, what was that melody you were playing? I’ve never heard you play it before.”
Dream looked away, gaze towards southeast of here, Fundy thinks, where his home is. “One of the melodies Bad used to play when I was still in Traumreich. Usually it was to help us fall asleep. It doesn’t really work on the one playing it.” He chuckled.
“What if you played it for us?”
“I can try.”
“Please.” Dream nodded. Lyra lifted up again as his hands settled into place and started strumming.
Fundy listened to the melody, to the strings of the lyre and felt energy leave his body. A sleepy haze beginning to form over his mind. The lyre shimmered as green light flowed out of it and embraced him in a gentle warm hug. He drifted off, starring happily at Dream, not noticing how solemn he looked. He fell asleep. His body to be carried off to proper bed by his knight and a kiss placed on his forehead from both knight and jester.
