The Friends We Refuse to Abandon

Fanfiction
Title:	The Friends We Refuse to Abandon
Author(s):	NoobsomeExagerjunk
Date(s):	May 27, 2021 - June 10, 2021
Length:	7,058 words (4 chapters)
Genre(s):	Gen, Character Study, Fix-It
Fandom(s):	Dream SMP
Relationship(s):
External Links:	Archive of Our Own
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The Friends We Refuse to Abandon is the first story in a Dream SMP fanfiction series written by BeatrixGtheMaskedDogNoobsomeExagerjunk (renamed NoobsomeExagerjunk) on Archive of Our Own. It is a gen fic focusing on ConnorEatsPants and his relationships with other characters, particularly his late business partner and friend Jschlatt. He spends the fic trying to find a way to revive Schlatt, with the help of others along the way. It is succeeded by The Planet With a Thousand Sunsets.

Author's summary:

If true power comes from persistence against futility, or how many times a man can continue to rise before they submit to the absurdity of the void, then one can say that ConnorEatsPants is a powerful man.

ConnorEatsPants was the last person anyone on the server would think to be powerful.

or ConnorEatsPants's journey in resurrecting his good friend Jschlatt.

On AO3 the story has 20 comments, 343 kudos, and 4645 hits as of March 2023.

Author's Notes

The author made a Tumblr post full of detailed notes on the fanfic.

Contents

Writing Style

The fic has a non-linear style, with various events being told out of order, separated by italics.

Quotes

"Yeah," Connor reclined on a ledge, "You got it with the rod too, right?"

Schlatt then sighed, "you got me there."

"How come it's always you who finds this weird shit? Magical artifacts, hellhole servers—"

"People like you?"

“God, how’s almost the whole Presidency?!” The same hoof moved towards his one broken horn, “It was...r-really nice of him, Connor, to bear with my bullshit for that long.”

“Most don’t last for a week with you,” Connor had remarked.

“Exactly!” He laughed at himself self-deprecatingly, “God, Connor! Maybe you’re right, maybe I should clean up a little,”

"Of course it is," Connor lowered his hood, "it's just interesting, r-really, that our concepts of power, o-of what we like to think power is like, is very...different."

"How do you measure power then, Connor?"

"Well, in my experience , a-and witness , the most powerful people are defined not by how long they last, but rather by how many times they can keep getting up after being knocked down."

ConnorEatsPants could arguably never die. His friends were ghosts and therefore shells, but that never bothered him until his closest, best friend managed to breathe again.

“...Schlatt’s not my friend.”

"No?"

"No. I didn't even know he had any friends at all," Dream began to fidget with the loosely-sewn buttons on his uniform, "or that you were here for him, for that matter."

“W-What do you even want with Schlatt? He respects nobody!” “Nobody but me. Schlatt and I are friends, after all. Not even death can part us.”

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