*Time skip*
"Hello," a voice said from the entrance and echoed throughout the house.
"Lyra, we're back," Dream said plopping onto the couch.
"Oh hello there Technoblade."
"Hello."
"How did it go Dream?"
"Nothing interesting. I walked into the wrong terminal since he entered the wrong number and ended up wasting some time."
"It was a mistake, alright? It won't happen again!" Technoblade defended.
"WELL, I SURE HOPE NOT BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO WASTE AN EXTRA HOUR WAITING FOR YOU AT THE WRONG TERMINAL JUST BECAUSE YOU MISCLICKED!" Dream yelled.
You pinched the bridge of your nose and sighed. "I regret asking."
"What's all the noise about?" Bad asked as he walked into the living room.
"Nothing, nothing. It's fine," Dream said.
Sapnap walked into the room. "Dream, I'm hungry."
Dream rolled his eyes in annoyance. "I'm not your cook. Go order something."
"But the food you make tastes better," Sapnap whined.
"How much did you practice to be suddenly so good at cooking now," you asked.
Dream glared at you. "I was always good at cooking."
"Prove it. Make us something."
"Yeah. Make us something," Sapnap agreed.
"I'm not making you guys food!" Dream argued.
"Why not? I'll tell mom you're starving me."
Dream huffed in annoyance. "Fuck you, Lyra."
"Language!" Bad yelled.
You tsked. "Inappropriate language in front of minors? Mmm, telling mom."
"Tattle taler," Dream responded.
"Oh right. You're so right. Minor. Because I'm the only minor here. Ranboo's too old for us."
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A Little Spark...
FanfictionEDITED AND COMPLETE FOR NOW You were walking in your neighborhood when you suddenly find something that would bring much more than kindness. (Platonic, I don't want to sexualize minors) If read anywhere other than Wattpad, it is stolen.
