Dream By Day, Nightmare By Night| DreamNotFound

9 hours, 18 minutes.

( for the person, GETTING MAD AT ME FOR SPELLING MINUTES WRONG, HERE YA GO.)
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They arrive at the airport shortly after, people scattering at how scary they all appeared.

"So, London it is?" Quackity asked, swinging his arm around Dreams shoulder.

"Yes, did you not hear the conversation?" Dream snarled, throwing quackitys arm off his shoulder.

"Dude chill, I was kidding.." quackity muffled, scratching the back of his neck.

"Sorry Alex, I'm stressed-"

"Hey, I understand, I—I..I'm scared to meet him also—in fact, we're fucking kidnapping him! What do you think he'll even say—or do?!"

"Alex! Listen—I hate the fact we can't just be friends with him all of the sudden—but this is our chance! We can beat techno ok-"

"Y-your not using him..r-right?! D-Dream—Dream if your fucking using him-"

"I—I wouldn't ever—ever even fucking think about that—I-"

"Your in love with him right?"

"Yeah—yeah I think—I think I am—I mean hell, I don't even know him Alex-"

"It's ok, we'll find a way for us to get along after we—we..you know—kidnap him and all"

"Yeah..we'll try.."

"Listen I promise—I'll get him to like you—your to hot to not-"

"Shut the fuck up and get the others."

"Sorry-"
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They boarded the plane shortly after, though they should of took their jet, this plane is far from pleasing.

At least, they took first class, being able to at least spread out from one-another.

On one side of the room there were, Karl, sapnap, quackity and bad.

On the other side there were, Dream, Wilbur, Tommy. Not a big crew, I know.

"How long will this trip be, Dream?"
Tommy asked politely, not to disturb anyone else.

"Hm, about 9 hours..and 18 minuets, perhaps." Dream replied, shifting in his seat calmly.

"9 hours? Aw man, this jet lag is going to be shit." Tommy frowned.

"Yeah, I didn't even think about jet lag, we'll buy a hotel when we get there." Dream said, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Omg, thank you, handsome." Karl chimed in.

"Karl! Me and sapnap are sitting right here! What the fuck..!?" Quackity scolded Karl, childishly.

"Oh honk- I forgot about you guys.." Karl giggled, trying to hide his fear.

Yes, sapnap and quackity are pretty scary once it comes to their baby boy Karl. Weird, I know.

"Dream back off, he's ours." Quackity snarled, death staring dream.

"Exactly. He's ours not yours, and plus, you'll have that George guy soon, no need to chase for our man." Sapnap bundled in.

"I- stop, Karl started it first, and I'm just the pretty man sitting here, so, shoo, you haven't seen a thing." Dream replied, crossing his arms proudly.

"Oh please dream, we just know lover boy is floating around in your head right now, even though you haven't see him before." Sapnap chimed.

"Wrong, I have seen him before a-"

"WHAT?!" The whole group shouted, astonished by the news.

Quackity hid in his jacket so he didn't get seen laughing.

"I-um- well, he's a streamer—and I'm a streamer so-"

"YOU SAW ON STREAM?!" The group shouted again.

"Yes, Yes, okay, I- my chat was talking about him and-"

"This is fucking great! Now you know what he looks like, so now its gonna be so fucking easy to find him!" Sapnap exclaimed.

"Quackity got mad at me though-"

"DID NOT! George's chat was going fucking crazy, spamming, "Dream!" And so—I got scared—and then ran in your room to see to Terrified—and then you, apologized. Apologized dream." Quackity quickly marked.

The whole group went silent, and turned to dream.

"So, anything to say?" Quackity cocked his head to the side.

"Not—not really—I—um—i DONT know?!" Dream blurted out.

"Good, cause your just a simp, and in love with a British man." Sapnap noted.
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