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i am not immune to the unicorn dream propaganda
i can't really think of any unicorn!cdream fic ideas because all i can really think about is cdream stumbling to ctechno's house.
dream matched the snow. he hadn't considered how well camouflaged he is in this biome; had spirit still been alive, they'd both blend into the white background. but dream was alone, and his own two hooves dragged through the snow, and the red blood on his face and torso ruined the illusion.
his horn still dripped, and steam rose from his body as the heat dissipated. the cloud of butterflies that followed him sometimes rested on his shoulders, hooked on the edges of his armor, but they mostly stayed behind him and pushed him forward. they knew where he was headed, and apparently they approved. annoying bugs.
technoblade was shoveling. he grew still when he heard movement in the forrest, and upon seeing dream, rushed over.
dream collapsed into him. his body, small in comparison to the piglin, begged for rest. techno caught him easily, pressing him gently against his own torso as he spoke. dream couldn't hear him. he was asking questions, probably.
"i didn't know where else to go," dream provided as an answer.
techno pressed his head against Dream's chest-- the boy's horn was too sharp for the normal piglin headbutt, so the two of them improvised. it was the last thing dream felt before he was swept into techno's arms, feeling much like he was flying, but techno's body was warm and comfortable and familiar. Safe. his white hair caught on the streams of blood on his face. a butterfly attempted to move it, grabbing the strands between its little feet.
dream's long tail flicked in his sleep as the piglin carried him into the cabin.
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