Dream SMP ~«One Shots»~

★Bad Day To Get Sick - Dream

Warning this chapter may contain inappropriate language and mature content.

Tw - emetophobia, getting badly sick from both ends of the body. Mouth and ass, bad fever.

Channel(s) - Dream, GeorgeNotFound, Quackity, CaptainSparklez, Sapnap

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Dream's pov

I groan, waking from my nap and feeling worse than before my nap. I slept to hopefully feel better before the MCC, I don't want to call it off! I can't disappointed them but I feel like I'm about to either shit my insides out or puke them out.

I slowly wonder through my house, reaching the kitchen to fill my cup with honey tea. I'm hoping it'll help with my killer sore throat. My stomach cramping likes it's being turned inside out.

My head is pounding and my eyes burn. I haven't even been sat looking at my monitor for hours like I'm gonna be.

"You good man, excited for the MCC?" Sapnap asks, grabbing a monster energy drink from the fridge.

"Mm.." I hum with a tired huff. Sapnap must notice how off I am.

"You sure, you look awfully pale man. Maybe you should sit this out?" Sapnap offers and I slowly shake my head with a gulp.

"I'm fine.. just tired from my nap" I say softly, grabbing my tea and stirring honey into it.

I finish making my drink and then head back to my studio, setting up to stream. Eventually it's time to stream, I begin and ignore the people in chat asking if I'm feeling okay.

<Later>

My stomach is beyond cramping. The room is overly humid and everything just aches. I have a killer stomach ache and I feel like I could throw up at any second.

We've reach the end of all the main games, it's just the final duel between the top two teams.

"Wait-.. give.. give me a moment!" I exclaim, needing to be in the bathroom asap. I quickly log off and leave discord, running through a quick goodbye and raiding Sapnap and going straight to my bathroom.

I kick the door shut behind me and shove my clothing down, sitting on the toilet and letting out a pained grunt. I hold my stomach, feeling bile rise in my throat.

I reach for my bathroom bin, throwing the rubbish back out and placing it in my lap.

GeorgeNotFound

<Later on>

"Wait- give.. give me a moment!" Dream stutters out in a desperate tone, quickly leaving discord and the game.

"Right, Ace Race, what a fucking mess!" Quackity exclaims and we quickly change the topic, not being able to distract the whole of our chats away from the fact that Dream left abruptly.

Most just go with the fact that he rage quit from not winning but Dream's not like that. Yes he likes being competition and winning but he knows how to be a good sport about losing and shit.

I message Sapnap, looking at his stream to see if he checks it. He then messaged me back real quick.

"Dream's getting sick, I can hear him in his bathroom.. sounds rough" the message says and I hum.