Just about 3 days ago, while George and Dream were having sex, Dream shoved his entire head up George's ass, which was a bad idea. George ended up farting on his head, at least what they thought, the fart was actually a shart. A big one too.
So it was time to get a haircut.
Dream and George drove to a salon, literally almost blocking the highway and killing 420 people.
They walked in and Dream sat in the chair, ready to get his hair cut.
"What the fuck.." The hair stylist said when she went to cut Dreams hair.
"Why is your ENTIRE head absolutely COVERED in shit?" She asked.
Dream became embarrassed.
He started crying really hard, he started singing Jacob Satorious out of sadness, and accidentally hit a high note like Ariana Grande. The note was so high, it went right up the stylist's asshole, and she tripped and fell. When she tripped and fell she accidentally cut Dreams hair into a bowl cut.
Dream started sobbing and crying, snot was running down his face.
"DONT CRY DWEAMY" George said, licking the snot off Dreams pin shaped head.
Dreams snot was so soupy, sweet, and juicy, tears started crawling down George's face from the tastiness of the boogers. This didnt fix the fact that Dreams hair was still a bowl cut. Dream fell to the floor, and grabbed his phone. He pointed it to the hair stylist. He called the cops.
"I'm recording you, this police are on the way. IM RECORDING YOU."
Dream then remembered he had just had Taco Bell before, and his perfect globe shaped crystal ball booty started growling and hissing like it was about to be a volcanic eruption. Dream sharted on CAMERA, and he realized something bad.
The cops arrived and asked for video evidence. He had to give up the phone, when the cops got the part where Dream absolutely had a gunshot shart, they ducked down and got under the table.
"GET DOWN THERES AN ACTIVE SHOOTER IN THE BUILDING!" The cops yelled, and everyone in the salon got under tables.
Dream got scared and went under the table, but he still had to shit. He then tried to let out a small fart, BUT IT EXPLODED INTO AN ATOMIC BOMB AND WAS SO LOUD, everyone screamed and the cops said "THOSE ARE GUNSHOTS."
Dream then realized, they thought his shit was a gunshot. He got out from under the table and said "That is just my shit. Those arent gun shots."
The cops wanted proof that they were gun shots, so Dream sharted IN THEIR FACE.
George spoke up. "Are you cheating on me Dream...I thought you only sharted in my face and mouth..."
Dream tried to explain himself. But he had to shit really bad. That Taco Bell supreme burrito was really rushing it's way into Dreams shiny booty. Dream butthole became very itchy and he couldnt handle it.Dream started crying and ran out the building. He sharted so hard that a volcanic wave bursted from his scrumptious little asshole. Everyone thought there was an active WAR.
Dreams shart made people run to their homes.
President Obama declared World War III on the news. Everyone was scared. Dream ran to the live news, still holding his ass cheeks together so he didnt accidentally shart his pants, even though there was already an obvious bloody shit STAIN on his pants.
"Those arent bombs, I swear. I'm just having an explosive holocaust shit rn, I just ate Taco Bell." He couldnt hold his butt cheeks together anymore. His ass grew 300x their original size and Dream flew away like a rocket.
He now lives on Neptune.The end.
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FanfictionTHESE ONESHOTS ARE SATIREEEE!!! IM NOT BEING SERIOUS, PLESSE DONT TAKE THEM SERIOUSLY. i lost a bet and now i have to write this. Basically these are just dnf satire oneshots, just for the laughs.