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“And that ends season four chat! It’s been quite a wild ride, dontcha think? Pogchamp and all that!” Tommy smiles brightly while talking to the camera. Behind him, Ranboo and Tubbo can be seen smiling and waving in the background while the rest of the smp ensemble was chaotically doing their own things.
“As you know we’ll be taking a hiatus after this—honestly quite glad that ‘yall are understanding of it.”
“Yeah!” Tubbo piped up from behind Tommy as they read the stream chat spamming hearts and professing their support. “You guys are so kind. Really cool of you.” Ranboo smiles and chat proceeds to go even wild with the wholesome vibes, cheering after the high of the finale they were given.
That’s right. Dream Smp season 4 has come to an end.
It ended in such a way that left the fans wild and high with emotions and was sure to leave their fandom with a lot of content with conspiracy theories, fanfics, and whatever the fandom could come up with to keep them entertained. The cliffhanger made chat cry in frustration at it since it has neither confirmed nor denied most recent theories and speculations. It was a weird mix of the two. Pain.
“Anyway, see you all next time then chat! Check our official site for updates and the full details for what to expect.” Tommy continued on.
“Bye bye guys!”
“We’ll miss you all!”
The dubbed Bench Trio™ waved back to the stream as they said their goodbyes to chat before they were gone from streaming and/or creating content for a long good while.
“Oi fuckheads! Get your asses over here and say goodbye to chat ya shits!”
Tommy called out to the rest of the smp who was doing jack shit in the background. They immediately rushed towards Tommy, who by this time was the last one streaming, to scream their versions of farewell.
Sapnap was wrestling George as they shrieked their goodbyes to chat while Dream was seen in the back, a hand raised as a goodbye with the other placed in front of his face to hide it from peering eyes. His head tilted down in acceptance as he was done with the duo’s antics, mask pushed aside but because of his hand, Dream’s face was still conveniently hidden from chat’s view.
There was still no official face reveal.
Chat was screaming. Pogchamp through the tears.
Fundy could be seen being pet by Eret, screaming that he wasn’t a furry—he just had hybrid features goddamn it—Ranboo, who left Tommy’s side a while ago, was explaining to Fundy that that's what they mean when they say you're a furry-
Niki was seen gleefully waving bye to chat as Puffy stood to her side, arm slung around her shoulder in front of one screaming Jack Manifold as he was being chased by Charlie. Schlatt was cackling as Quackity doubled over in laughter from a joke made by the aforementioned man.
Sam, Ponk, Foolish, Callahan, Bad and Skeppy were waving goodbye from their place on a patterned blanket. They seem to have been enjoying a picnic after their streams. Karl, Punz, and Purpled were just approaching the picnic a little out of loop from the goodbyes since their faces contorted into one of confusion when the three saw them waving bye towards tommys stream. They too, joined soon after Bad explained Tommy was ending his stream.
Philza was hovering slightly in the air, his majestic midnight wings flapping to keep him up, smiling back at chat while Techno was seen leaning against his sword with a small content smile himself. Wilbur was sat on the ground near them, strumming his guitar in a made up random tune as he sang his farewells—occasionally dissing Tommy. Of course Big Man TommyInnit quipped back with more vigor.
Chat was flying through the speed of light since finally , the 4/4 SBI content they’ve all been waiting for. Even if it took 4 seasons.
They are just really starved for content you honor.
Chat was vibrating in happiness at the chaotic farewells of their streamers and content creators. A nice end to a good four seasons and the beginning to their well earned vacation. Chat couldn't be more grateful to have been born on the same timeline.
After one last round of screaming goodbyes, Tommy ended the stream. Everyone had grins on their faces as they relaxed even though they still were brimming with energy.
“Man, that was a nice final farewell.” Ranboo commented after he was done arguing with the furry . A smile on his face and mismatched green and red orbs shined under the light of the now setting sun.
He got many noises of agreement for that. The smp now drained but still content to stay in close proximity to the others around. Not yet wanting to retire for the day.
“It’s really amazing how far we’ve come. I mean think about it—” Wilbur started.“—This whole thing started as this random bit based on Hamilton, of all things! Then L’manburg came along, and everything just spiraled—in a good way!”
Tubbo was nodding his head in agreement, a cookie in his mouth nabbed from the picnic of which the pastry niki baked. Purpled was giving a thumbs up from his place on the blanket.
“Yeah well it was your idea to make a drug van bitch.” Tommy inserted.
“Wasn’t it you who started the whole conflict arc with the discs though?” Dream teased.
“So what ya green bastard? You're the one who took it personally.”
“But it was your discs?”
“Did I stutter bitch.”
The conversation immediately spiraled into a war for dominance. Neither of the two seemed to want to be bested by the other, which led them to brawl on the grass.
Bad just sighed before muttering a quiet “language” as Skeppy patted him at the back in pity. Phil also sighed at the youngest member’s antics, shaking his head as he got a muffin from a plate.
As the group continued to chat with each other, Karl and Quackity (who left them a little while ago with Sapnap) were seen running over to the group and waving their arms in the air in exclamation.
“Hey guys we made a bonfire over at the clearing. Sapnap’s waiting for us to get there before lighting the fire. Not really sure why he’s waiting, but he just told me it was so that he won’t cause panic. Which makes no sense??” Karl said in confusion.
“Knowing him and his arson tendencies, there's no doubt he’s gonna make people panic. That arsonist.” Quackity said fondly. He had this mushy look on his face which made the minors gag in fake disgust to tease the love sick fool.
Karl and Quackity blinked dust away from their eyes as something—no, someone —breezed by them too fast to comprehend, blurring their image.
“Who–” Quackity started, only to get interrupted by Dream screaming: “Sapnap! Don’t you dare start a fire you fucker!” leaving the group quite surprised at his outburst as they followed him slowly and uniformly like normal human beings.
Tubbo laughed as he muttered a hushed “ nyoom green sonic-” which made the rest of the minors laugh at the statement. George was muttering curses and grumbling under his breath. When asked what it was about, he answered them blank faced as he deadpanned.
“One time during an exploration, we left Sapnap in a clearing with no trees or burnable materials and came back to the entire place on fire and the forest closest to us already burning. He was also holding a flower. There were no flowers in the area.”
That made the group confused, surprised and a small “what the fuck?” from Fundy since, well, how the hell does that happen?
Soon after that fiasco, the Smp members all gathered around the bonfire. Idle and mindless chatter go around as people talk about different topics to different people in different groups. They were all just enjoying being in each other's presence and relaxing after a rather taxing day.
The topic soon deviates to reminiscing about the best moments they had during streaming and roleplaying as brought up by Niki.
“We had so many instances and fun parts that come with it, you know? It made me curious as to what yours are.” NIki gestured to the others.
“Mine would be, and forever will be, hands down—” Wilbur started as he took a deep breath and screamed, “—YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SUCK IT GREEN BooOIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!”
Everyone laughed as Wilbur recreated one of the many viral lines in the early L’manburg war. Dream, though exasperated, was laughing alongside Wilbur as he nudged the man on the side that left him sputtering, still cackling.
“Ha ha, very funny Wil, but me and Tom have the best moments together. Right Tommy?” Dream addressed the teen as he tried to smother down Wilbur’s laughter who is still not stopping. Almost escalating into a wrestling match if not for Bad’s scolding for them to settle down.
“Sureeeeee, Dream. Its not as if we weren't called the Trauma Duo by the fandom. Our characters definitely had the best bonding wholesome moments out of all the other characters. No siree.”
“Ha! Suck it Dream!” Wilbur screamed.
“Hey!”
Laughter went around again as Dream tackled Wilbur who was now cackling like a mad man on the ground at Tommy’s jeering, exclaiming that Wilbur was the one who made the script for them to follow and that he was the catalyst for most of Dream and Tommy’s interactions leading to their Trauma™.
Schlatt cackled as he tried to say a response to what Dream said.
“Ya know, that time when–when Wilbur over here gave me my script for the Manburg-Pogtopia arc—like I was really excited for it no kid—I kept pestering him, asking' what's gonna happen. And ya know what the fucker did?”
The members who have already heard this story before roared in more laughter as they remembered what happened. Those who were present during that time of said story began to fall off their seats, hysterical.
“I was like–hey Wil! What's my script for this man? And he really went—-the audacity of the little shit—” Then Schlatt, in a rather impressive impression of Wilbur's voice, says mockingly. ”—Oh here! Your part is gonna be ‘real interesting. Not gonna disappoint. Go on! Open it.”
Wilbur was wheezing with Dream as they laid out on the grass, coughing up their entire respiratory system.
“So I opened it up, and there was only one page– one page – and all it had was: Schlatt dies of a heart attack. And I just stare at him like, really ya fuck? A fucking heart attack!? ”
Rambunctious laughter rings out at Schlatt’s exasperation of his story. Many now losing the ability to breathe. Technoblade was the first to calm down from the high as he added in his own favorite moment.
“My favorite part has to be the redemption arcs man. The clout it gave me. Bruh it was so much clout.”
Chuckles rang out as others who haven't gotten off their high, deroled into more laughter. It was a simple sentence but it was with how it was said that left them howling once again.
“No longer the Blood God but now the Clout King.” Ranboo teased Techno for fun.
“Ey eyy, no need to jeer at me Mr. Main character .”
“As you say, Sensei who dies in the second season .”
“Technoblade never dies!”
Phil chuckled at the two’s banter as Tubbo chimes in.
“Oh OH! The best, you have to agree, would be when we get chat’s reactions man! Freakin’ hilarious!” Tubbo laughs as many others join him.
The smp was known by the fandom to have sadistic streaks and tendencies when it came to chat. Teasing them with face reveals, future plots, theories, or all of the above. They just love to torment and tease them.
They like Chat in misery. F for the chat bois.
As soon as the members settle down from their laughing high, Topics become random again with no proper flow.
Phil and Bad conversed about how it was tiring to look over the smp. They complained about parenting them during off stream and breaks with the occasional quip from Puffy as well.
Foolish was talking with Sam and Tommy about the builds and praising the smp for their skills and imagination that led to the creation of beautiful places for the roleplays. Tommy praised Sam for creating the Flying stream cams that made it easier to do different shots with many people.
Flustered, Sam tries to hide and make it seem like it was nothing so Tommy screams to the smp about how “ fucking great Sam is, the Big Man!” which garners many noises of agreement. Ponk teases him for it. Callahan, who was silent the entire time, was nodding in agreement and being wholesome.
Ranboo, overhearing Sam’s group’s conversation, started talking about nukes and how Tubbo was a manic who just keeps making dangerous as fuck arsenal. Tubbo, overhearing Ranboo, refuted him saying stuff about how it was important and fun .
How can making nukes and bombs that can blow up countries be fun? We never know with Tubbo – Confused Boo who is now RanDone.
Niki was talking about the syndicate and the fun off-stream stuff she did with the group. Eret and Fundy included their own experiences with the Dream team and L’manburg respectively. Their discussion then turned toward their respective character developments in the lore and who was the more tragic character.
Bad was chatting with Skeppy smiles on both their faces as they enjoyed each other's company. Charlie, Jack, Schlatt, Punz and Purpled were having a discussion of their own with very random unrelenting topics.
Techno, who was with Phil, Wilbur, Dream and Tommy brings up the ‘Homeless teletubby’ joke in which Dream, once again, explains that “ I did have a house Techs”. This makes Tommy bring up the bloopers reel which consists more of Tommy and Dream messing up lore.
Everyone was wearing smiles and laughing as they enjoyed and relaxed themselves. The sun had now set and was casting everyone in an ethereal glow of gold as the sky turned shades of orange and pink making the scene look like the epitome of happiness and contentment. Picture perfect of a happy family.
Just as the stars were starting to shine, the members waved each other a goodnight as they snuffed out the fire and retired for the day, ready to start their well earned vacation. All excited for what their break will lead them to enjoy.
Unknowing of what would happen as the sun rises on tomorrow as they delve into the adventures of what the future awaits.