May I Be Your Knight In Shining Armor?

The days before Knight Hood

He could pinpoint the exact day he decided he wanted to be a knight like his mother. It had honestly been a normal day in all honesty, though he should've expected a little more out of the world that day. 

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"Dream! Dream sweetie its time to wake up! We need to head to the market!"

Dream barely had heard his mother's voice over the pile of blankets over his face. He wasn't quite all there at the moment to be quite frank. That until a certain person decided it would be nice to rip the covers off of him.

"Dream! Mom said its time to wake up!"

Dream groaned and moved to cover his eyes with his arms. As the sun peered through his window and down onto his face. Blinking a few times and slowly sitting up. He moved his arm to glare at his attacker.

Only to stare at his golden haired older brother. Who was grinning like madman.

"Come on you lazy. Unless you don't want to get anything at the market"

The golden haired boy said before turning on his heel and made his way out of the room. Dream sighed and lazily looked around his room. It honestly needed to be straighted a little, unless he wanted his mother to scold him.

Swinging his feet out from under the covers and onto the floor. He swiftly got up and stretched, arms over his head and back bent backwards and down, casting a shadow along his bed. Then quickly straighting back up and hopping a little. He made his way over to his dresser drawers and pulled out a plain white cotton shirt and a pair of black slacks. Undressing out of his pajamas and slipping on the two garments. He grabbed some socks and his shoes from by the door and then made his way out of his room.

His bare feet made soft thumps on the wooden floor as he made his way to the washroom. The door was wide open and no one was in the room, surprisingly. It was always a hassle to get the bathroom free in the house. Though the soft sounds of laughter came from downstairs, and Dream could tell he had awoken quite late and that the rest of his family had been up quite early. He made his way into the washroom and walked over to grab the stool in the corner. As he was still quite to short to reach the sink. He pulled it over and stood on it to start washing his hands.

He washed them for a few minutes or so. Then splashed water on his face, scrubbing some of the drool residue on it. (He would never tell anyone he drooled. He even refused to believe it himself.) Then he took the lime green brush off of the shelf beside the sink and started brushing through his dirty blond hair. His hair wasn't necessarily that long, it only just barely touched his shoulders. Though it was long enough to put into a ponytail, and that's what he did with a dark green hair tie that he had on his wrist. Shaking his head a bit, letting the ponytail swing around the back of his head as he stared into the mirror. Then nodding his head and walking out of the washroom.

He made his way across the hallway and down the stairs, which made creaking noises as he stepped down. He could hear the voices of his mother and brother more clearly as he stepped down the stairs, though it was defiantly coming from the other room. So he could still not hear it as clearly as it would be if he was with them. He reached the bottom of the stairs and made his way towards the kitchen, in which he could smell the distinct taste of breakfast.

He quickened his pace and made his way into the room. In which he saw his older brother Foolish sitting at the table, eating some pancakes while talking to their mother who was holding their younger sister in her arms. Her head turned to look at Dream who stood in the doorway of the room. 

"Ah Dream! Finally decided to join the living world?"

She joked tilting her head. Dream huffed as Foolish burst into a fit of snickers.