Dream Team Oneshots

Zombie Song

It's the title. I only want to do this so I can edit a photo lol. It is based on the song so yeah enjoy whatever this is. I have reached 200 parts so I can no longer do requests unless you all want me to start more one-shots. This is like any gacha video ever haha sorry anyway let's do this.

Just a heads up this is a positive space so please don't be an asshole. Like that's not welcomed and yeah. Don't tell me something is wrong, well be nice about please, and kind of make a joke about it, because if you just tell me it's wrong that's just kinda rude I guess. Please tell me nicely if anyone that I have in my stories doesn't want to be in them and I will change them right away. Thank you for your understanding and always be nice. Much love all around!

Hi, welcome this is a safe place for you to be yourself and love who you are. So I hope you have slept well, eaten enough today, staying hydrated, and getting enough time outside. This is now your happy place. If someone ever reads this, tell me how your day was. Well and another daily reminder that you are a beautiful smart little muffin and I hope you have a wonderful day/night or evening, whatever you prefer. And feel free to request if you want. But I only do fluff, because my heart can't take pain right now. /) have a nice day and stay safely hydrated.

Third-person

Dream panted as he stopped to rest. He was the only known survivor in this zombie apocalypse. He was so tired and heartbroken. He had lost his best friend right in front of his eyes and he couldn't even help him. The only this he could was run. Dream reloaded his gun and got back on his feet. He heard a noise coming from the back door of the place he was staying at. Usually, Dream wasn't so naive that he would go open the door and see what the noise was, but right now he had nothing to lose so he was going to go check it out. Dream opened the door to see someone by a light post behind the place he was staying. Our love story could be kind of gory, far from boring. It was a zombie and they had fluffy brown hair. Dream sort of got hope that it was his best friend George, but he wasn't quite sure. Dream shook the feeling of hope off and he held his stomach as he stumbled over to the zombie with a gun in one hand.  We'd meet at a post-apocalypse. The zombie turned around and a few others came from the bushes. In the mix of it, all stood his best friend George. George looked nearly the same, but his skin color was different, and that about it. He sighed in relief. He thought George was really dead, but luckily there was still hope that he could turn back into being a human. Dream quickly stumbled away with the zombies slowly getting on his tail. Yeah, I'd be slowly walking in a group stalking you. George smiled. Dream was still safe and he was still alive. George was walking with the group of zombies that he now called his friends. You'd be the only man alive that I could not resist. Dream continued to walk with a gun in his hand and blood dripping down his body. He looked horrible but he didn't think about that. All he wanted to do was survive. "Stop giving the human lovey-dovey eyes," A zombie said who's name is Wilbur as he smacked George in the back of his head. "Sorry," George said quietly. Dream tripped on something and he had fallen. "I guess this is it," He said to himself as he closed his eyes. George sighed to himself. He hated lying, but right now he needed to do this. "There's a group of humans that way," George yelled as he pointed to a place far away from Dream. All of these simple-minded fools ran the way George pointed. George watched as they ran off into the distance. George walked over to Dream and rubbed his back. "Don't worry I will make sure they don't kill you or turn you," George said with a small smiled as he panted. Then all of your friends, they'd try to kill us. "God I love you," Dream said with a smile as he hugged George. "I love you too," George said with a smile as he helped Dream to his feet. But only because they'd be jealous. "Do you have any good places to stay?" George said as he used his own body to support Dream. "I am not sure. We can just find a motel," Dream said as he looked down at the cute boy that was helping him walk. "Damn, he is so cute," Dream thought to himself. That our love is deeper than Edward and Bella's (this lyric is the whole reason why I am writing this story).