Mcyt Oneshots

| Family hours |

[Ngl this is one of my favorite au's! Dnf family! Fluff]

Dream smiled as he leaned on the door frame, looking over to his husband. George was holding their 4 year old son whilst their 5 year old was drawing a bee on some paper he was given. George hummed a soft tune as he was putting Tommy to sleep for nap time, and Toby was blinking, fighting the sleep, to finish his drawing.

Toby looked up when he had finished and noticed his father in the door way. "PAPA!" This startled George so much that he accidentally woke up Tommy. Tommy started whining making the brunette sigh but smile as he turned to face his husband. "Hi, sorry," Dream moved forward to embrace the older one in a hug. George sighed and shook his head smiling.

"It's fine, but now that your here-" George backed out of the hug and handed him the 4 year old. "It's your turn~!" Dream pouted as he took his youngest son from his husbands hands. "Really?" George smiled, "yes! You didn't have to deal with Tommy's tamper tantrum an hour ago, so it's your turn now."

Dream sighed. "Fine, fair enough." "Good! Now, Toby, cmon let's go get a snack and you have to go nappy nappy too ok?" Toby smiled looking up at his father. "Ok dada! Oh- LOOK AT THI-" "shh lower your voice Toby, your brothers sleeping," "sorry-, look at dis bee!" Dream smiled, as did George.

"It's pretty Tub! Now cmon, let's go get a treat ok?" Toby nodded fast as he followed his dad out of his and Tommy's shared nursery. Dream smiled at them before patting the sleeping toddler in his arms. He bounced him on his shoulder humming his speed running music which made Tommy curl up more.

When he was sure Tommy was dead asleep, he placed him in his small bed, tucked him in, and walked out leaving the door slightly open. When he walked into the kitchen, he watched in awe as Toby and George sat on the couch, both asleep while cuddling. Toby with a small apple sauce packet in hand, and George cradling his son. Seems George was exhausted from chasing Tommy around all day and making sure Toby didn't draw on the wall. Dream chuckled.

He had been too busy coding and streaming all day to help, but he could hear Tommy wailing which made chat question if everything was alright. He reassured them that indeed, everything was ok. It wasn't really but- let's just say Tommy found the cookie cabinet and George had to take the cookie away because it was lunch time and he could only have one after dinner.

Toby had also accidentally opened the door to Dream's office and asked if he could hang out with him. The chat awed but George came in running as fast as he could and apologized to which Dream found really cute and funny. "I'm sorry Clay- they- TOMMY- NO NO NO! TAKE THAT MARKER OUT OF YOUR MOUTH!"

George picked up Toby and shut the door before, what Dream assumed was take care of the current Tommy situation. Chat was going crazy with so many questions and many awe's. "I'm sorry chat- as you can tell Toby and Tommy are a lot to handle- um- anyway-". Dream smiled as he remembered that. He blinked back into reality when he realized they hadn't had dinner yet.

He went into the kitchen to make them something, salad and lasagna. He knew that Toby and Tommy really loved how messy the lasagna could be and even tho he hated cleaning up after them, he loved watching them giggle and laugh. He loved his family too much to care about the cleaning. His family's happiness was all he cared about. He loved his life just the way it was.

He was guessing that the sound of clinking metal had woke someone up as he heard the pitter patter of footsteps. Sounds like he woke up one of the kids. He turned around just in time to see Toby rubbing his eyes holding his mini bee stuffie. "Hey buddy, had a good nap?" Toby nodded and yawned as he looked up at his father.

"What's you doin papa?" He asked curiously as he got closer. Dream smiled and ruffled the smaller ones hair. "Well, I'm making lasagna Tubbo, wanna help before your dad and brother wake up?" Toby nodded excitedly. Yeah, there would be nothing Dream would change about his life. Nothing, at, all.