Flower Fields- dnf

Cookies and Concerts

Apologies for late chapter. I got my second dose of my vaccine and I've been feeling like I've been ran over by a bus.

AHHH THANK YOU SM FOR 1K! MANY HUGS FOR Y'ALL

"It's because he loves me!" Dream beamed.

"Huh? When did I say that?" George questioned.

"You didn't say it but I can see it in your eyes."

George blushed and didn't comment.

Karl giggled, "I can see that but how?"

"I'm comfortable with him," George mumbled, then added, "but I don't love him."

Dream gasped and faked a hurt look as he grasped his heart, "George! I'm wounded! You don't love me!" He starts crying and George gives a weak laugh.

"Sorry."

The conversation continued with Dream begging George to say 'I love you' to him and George refusing to say it. It continued on for a while until Dream gave up with a defeated sigh. Lunch went on with loud conversations and laughter coming from the group until the bell rang. The group went through the rest of the day learning about useless stuff they would never use in the future.

After school came around and everyone went home to do their own thing. George walked through the door to see a plate of cookies sitting on the kitchen counter with a note beside it from his mother,

Hello sweetie,

I'm working double shifts today so I won't be home till late.

Sorry but I made these cookies for you, I know chocolate chip is your favorite.

Love, mom <3

George smiled and grabbed the plate of cookies off the counter and took them to his room. He set them on his desk next to his monitor and turned on his pc. George planned on doing absolutely nothing but play Minecraft until his mother came home. He walked over to his dresser and pulled out a pair of pajamas and changed into them. The light of his pc lit up the room as he sat down in his gaming chair and loaded Minecraft. He tapped his fingers on the desk and joined the SMP where he spends most of his time playing. Lately, he's been working on mining materials to get better stuff. He walked through the nether dodging ghasts and pigeons before he got to his little mine to get him netherite. George pulled up Spotify on his second monitor and played his playlist called 'bloop.' Pumped Up Kicks by Foster the People came on and George hummed to it while blowing up beds to mine quicker. The humming turned into mumbling which then turned into belting out the song. He couldn't help it, music is just too good not to scream it.

Unfortunately, his concert got interrupted by Dream calling him on Discord. George glared at his little profile picture and clicked accept.

"What do you want?" George grumbled, upset for interrupting his concert. He was just about to come to the best part of the song.

"Jeez Georgie, what's made you all upset?"

"You."

"Oh," Dream frowned trying to think of what he did to upset him. When he couldn't think of anything he spoke up, "What did I do?"

"You interrupted my concert," George mumbled.

"Oh."

Dream knew George really liked his little concerts. He usually had them at least once a week when his mom was working double shifts. It was his way of wasting time and maintaining his happy mood. Music was George's coping mechanism. There was always a song to listen to whether you were sad, happy, in love, or angry. There were songs that would hit close to home or songs that described a life you longed to have. No matter what, there was a song. To George, music was his escape. Ever since his father left his family when he was young, he would turn to music. His mother couldn't comfort him since she was trying to pay the bills with her two jobs at the time, so he listened to music to get the comfort he needed. Sure, it didn't feel the same as his mother's loving arms wrapped around him reassuring him it was all going to be okay, but it worked.

"I'm sorry George, I didn't know you were doing your little concert. I just got home from football practice so I was gonna ask if you wanted to play Minecraft." 

"It's okay! You didn't know, also I would love to play Minecraft. I'm already on the SMP."

"Actually, I was wondering if you would like to create a new Minecraft world with just you and me?"

"Yeah that sounds fun!"

"Cool I'll make it."

George waited patiently as Dream set up the new world. He started humming the tune of English Love Affair by 5 Seconds of Summer as he tapped on the desk. 

Dream chuckled, "Nice song. Reminds me of us."

"WHAT THE FUCK?!?! WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?!?!" George screamed.

Dream went into his tea kettle wheeze which turned into a laugh that couldn't be described with the author's vocabulary.

"BAHAAAAAA. He- I sent you the IP."

George giggled and logged onto the server. He noticed the server name and looked at it in confusion.

"Hey Dream, why is the server name 'dnf?'" (I'm not sure if the world name is the same for everyone on java but it is on bedrock so imma go with that)

"Oh! Dnf means Dreamnotfound which is our users smashed together. I thought it was pretty creative." He said, pride coming through his voice.

George laughed and started gathering wood to make tools for himself. He grabbed a cookie from his plate and munched on it while attempting to play it with one hand. It started really well but ended up with him falling into a ravine and surviving on half a heart. He screamed when he saw a hoard of zombies coming over to him.

"AHHHH DREAM! HELP MEEEEEEE!"

"Where are you?!" Dream asked.

"IN A RAVIN- AHHHHHHHHH HELP MEEEE!!!!" He screamed again when he saw a skeleton. He tried to fight them with his sword but the skeleton shot him and the screen flashed red showing the words 'You died' in front of him.

He sat in silence for a while until he spoke up, "Dream! Why didn't you help me!?"

"I didn't know where you were!"

George groaned and started collecting wood again.

Dream has just earned the achievement [We Need to go Deeper]

"DREAM WHAT THE FUCK."

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Word count: 1097

I was jamming out to English Love Affair for most of this chapter because it makes me really happy. Honestly, every 5sos song makes me happy. Except for Broken Home and Invisible. Those hit too close to home. Also Pumped Up Kicks gave me a plot idea hehehehe.