#the warden.

[err0r-t4ken]

*The noise of the platform moving echoed behind the lava wall of Dream's cell, getting closer and closer within seconds. The platform came to a stop as it reached the edge of the obsidian room. Sam didnt bother using the other levers to drain the lava, so he simply pearled outside of the small netherite gate. He lightly dusted off his arm as he slowly looked at the person in the cell from afar, standing tall and unnerving. He let out a sigh before he spoke in a monotone tone, adressing the prisoner.*

"Hello Dream."

Dream raised his head at the noise, setting down the pen he'd been writing with into the crux of his book. He stared up at the Warden, unmoving for a moment before his face split into a cruel, crooked grin.

"Sam! I'm so happy you came to visit!"

Dream stood from his bed and approached the barrier quickly, resting his hands on it so he could properly loom towards the creeper.

"How has your day been? Horrible I hope."

[barbaby]

*     HEADCANON !

(   NUMBER  ONE !   )          while  she  was  growing  up,   it  wasn’t  uncommon  to  find  audrey  somewhere  inside  her  mother’s  bar.     don’t  be  mistaken   ------------    she  was  never  around  the  mean  old  drunks  or  the  mean  old  danger,   but  the  usuals  knew  her.     the  usuals  also  knew  that  her  mama  had  a  sawed - off  under  the  oak  that  was  fully - loaded  and  ready  to  put  down  any  motherfucker  that  did  anything  her  little  girl.     luckily,   while  that  shotgun  had  been  fired  once  or  twice  through  the  years,   audrey  being  in  danger  didn’t  ever  cause  it,   because  it  never  happened.     in  fact,   audrey  wasn’t  on  the  bar  floor  during  open  hours  until  she  was  sixteen,   when  she  started  helping  her  mom  out  with  paperwork,   cleaning,   upkeep  and  the  like  for  the  ripe  salary  of  $8.00  an  hour.     there  were  a  few  nights  when  she  was  allowed  to  serve  some  drinks,   but  it  wasn’t  often.     still,   her  proximity  to  liquor  and  drunkards  earned  her  a  nickname  she’d  never  really  learn  to  shake   ------------   BAR BABY.

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@fxraoise do you want to know what scares him? I can tell you.