Flower Fields- dnf

Sleepover

A/N: Finals week eyyyy. 

A few weeks pass and it was lunch again. The whole group was sitting at their lunch table talking and laughing with their forgotten lunches on the table. What were they talking about? The group didn't even know. They were originally talking about bears but somehow ended up with the bear turning into a fish and now are trying to figure out what fish the bear turned into.

"I think the bear should have fins like a shark." 

"No, I think it should have a tail like a seahorse."

"Nah it should have tentacles."

"Ooh, it could also have a light on top of its head like in Nemo!"

George wasn't really paying attention to the conversation but more on his Spanish homework. He was messing around in class the other day and the teacher caught him and assigned more homework to him that was due the next day. Well, George forgot to do it so he's wasting his peaceful- ish lunch doing conjugations instead of talking with the rest of his friends. Fun right?

"Hey guys? I want to have a sleepover at my house tonight. Do y'all want to come?" Karl asks the group.

Everyone in the group says some sort of version of a yes and they all turned to George who's still doing his Spanish.

"George?" Dream asked, tapping on his shoulder. George jumped in surprise and looked at the rest of the group with a questioning stare.

"Huh?"

"Would you like to come to my house for a sleepover tonight?" Karl repeats himself.

"Oh yeah sure. I would have to ask my mom though."

"YEAHHH POG! TONIGHTS GONNA BE SO FUN!" Karl yells and the rest of the group laughs. George finishes and puts away his homework and talks to the group until the bell signals the end of lunch.

Time skip brought to you by: Scott's Ace Race Tips! (/j please it's a joke don't cancel me I love Scott I just thought it was funny)

George was in his bedroom trying to pack his bag for the sleepover. He's never been to a sleepover in forever so he was having trouble packing. He walked out of his bedroom and slid down the stairs to try and find his mom. She was in the kitchen doing the dishes humming to a song playing on the radio. George walked up to the doorway and leaned on it before speaking;

"Hey mom?" 

She turned around and looked at him with a questioning look in her eyes, "Yeah sweetie?"

"Uhm, how do you pack for a sleepover?"

Okay, I'm embarrassed now. That was a stupid question. Fuck. I regret. Much regret. I shouldn't have come down here. I should've figured it out myself.

"Uh well, it's just like packing for a vacation; Like pajamas, clothes for the next day, hairbrush, toothbrush, toothpaste, blankets, and a pillow."

"Oh okay thanks mom!" George runs out of the kitchen and up the stairs to his room. He packs the things he was told and a few other random things as well. He looks over at his bed and sees the bear sitting on his bed. 

Should I bring it?

No, they'll make fun of you.

But I get nightmares without it.

Deal with it. Embarrassment is worse than a silly little nightmare.

Brain, you're not helping. What if I pack it and if I get a nightmare then I'll grab it.

*sigh* fine.

Yay! Thanks brain! Lovely talking to you!

George grabbed his bear from the bed and set it gently in the bag before covering it with his clothes for the next 24 hours. He smiled, grabbed his bag, and slid down the stairs where his mother was waiting for him with her car keys in her hands.

"Ready? I'm gonna need you to send me the address."

George nodded and gave her the address to Karl's and hopped into the car, excited for the next hours to come.

His mom dropped George off at a house that was probably 2 times larger than his own. He looked at it in awe for a second before waving goodbye to his mom and walking to the door.

What if I'm at the wrong house? That would be so embarrassing.

George stood in front of the door for a few minutes before finally gathering the courage to knock. Or ring the doorbell. He didn't know so he just did both. He heard a faint 'coming' from inside before the door opened and Karl stood holding the door.

"George! Hello, Hello! Come inside my humble abode!" Karl laughed.

George smiled and shuffled into the house. He didn't know what to do and it seemed like Karl took notice.

"You can take your shoes off. Everyone else is here and in my bedroom."

That must be a big bedroom.

George nodded, kicked off his shoes, and followed Karl into his room. Everyone was there sitting in beanbags laughing at a joke Quackity said. Bad was the first one to notice George and jumped out of his bean bag to greet him. He opened his arms to try and hug him but George took a step back in fear and mumbled a sorry before looking at the ground. Bad smiled at him and went back to his bean bag.

Way to go George already embarrassed yourself.

The rest of the group greeted him and George stood leaning on the doorway waiting for someone to tell him what to do. He eventually decided to sit down awkwardly and stare at the floor thinking about what to do for his psychology project.

Dream looked over at George and saw him sitting alone lost in his mind. He decided to go over to George and talk to him and try and make sure he's somewhat included.

"Hey Georgie!"

George snapped out of his imaginary psychology project and looked at Dream, "Hello."

"Whatcha doin'"

"Just thinking about some stuff."

"Oh. Why don't you come join us? I don't want you to feel left out or anything."

"I'm not sure. I already feel embarrassed for not hugging Bad. He looked disappointed. I don't wanna embarrass myself again."

"George... You won't embarrass yourself you just gotta tell them about yourself. I'm sure they'd understand if you explained your haphephobia to them."

"But it's stupid. They're gonna make fun of me and I don't wanna lose all my friends."

"They're not gonna make fun of you. They would understand and respect your boundaries. You just gotta tell them. You don't have to do it now because I know how scary it can be, but at least think about it."

"Alright but-"

"Oi losers! We're gonna play a game! Get over 'ere" Tommy interrupts our conversation and George rolls his eyes before getting up and heading over to everyone where everyone was sitting in a circle. Dream followed and sat down next to George putting his arm around his shoulders. George tenses for a second but relaxes once he realizes it's Dream.

"So," Dream starts, "what game are we playing?"

Sapnap looks over at Dream and smirks, "Truth or Dare."

Well shit.

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