British boy :] /// DNF highschool AU

ch. 13- no, we're not dating... unless...

Dream POV:

"Wow, really got two-faced friends huh? Hey and good morning Sapnap, Quackity... George? You're George, right?" My mom asked, not remembering any of the others names.

"Yeah, I'm George, morning to you too but we haven't met, how do you recognize me?" I decided to answer for her for... Reasons.

"Well, talking about my day, I obviously said all of you guys' names, she asked to show pictures of you and George and Niki are the only ones that have their profile pictures as their faces, and I don't have pictures of any of you" I explained, in order to avoid getting embarrassed by my mom.

"You really don't have pictures of any of us?" Tubbo asked, curious as to what my camera roll could consist of.

"No, my camera roll is ummmm... Cursed... Yeah... That's the word I'm going with..." I hesitated in between my words.

"What could it consist of then?" Tubbo asked the worst question in all of human history.

"Well ummmm" I said, showing them a bit of my camera roll.

"You see"

"I have absolutely nothing of value here"

"My point still stands" I remarked.

"HEY! CONC- WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!" Quackity screeched, talking about the sheep dragon.

"As I said, I have nothing important in my camera roll. Don't question where I found these, as I am unable to answer that" I spoke in an overly proper manner.

"What the honk? You know what, it's not like mine has anything better, I'm not even gonna ask" Karl our beloved chimed in.

We continued eating breakfast, the pancakes my mom had made us were delightful. Each one of us had a stack of five pancakes, which is a lot considering there were ten boys to feed plus a Drista. I have been begging to know how she makes 55 pancakes in the blink of an eye, all of them ending up a perfectly golden brown shade. She says it's all about repetition and getting used to it, but if she can whip up 55 pancakes in less than an hour from scratch, I feel sorry for the amount of pancakes she's had to make. The maple syrup, whipped cream and jam were running out quickly, I'm suprised Drista made it to the table before having to eat her pancakes without toppings.

"Oh hi Dream and all of his boyfriends!" Drista politely greeted us. It's a running joke that every boy I make contact with is my boyfriend. Don't ask how that started, I have no idea.

"Oh come on now, these two- wait three are children, I am not boyfriends with children. Now, you going to eat that or are all of my boyfriends and our children gonna share that?" I played in on the joke, Sapnap and Quackity giggling at the others confusion.

"So you two plus Dream seem to have an idea of what's going on, mind sharing?" Wilbur politely asked.

"So- it's kind of a running joke, that every boy he makes contact with is now his boyfriend, don't ask how that started, no one knows" Sapnap formed a coherent sentence, which is unusual for him.

"You know, I wonder what drew him to you and how he actually senses the people that are any fun" Techno complimented me, for the first time. Actually that's the first compliment I've heard from him.

"Anyways what are you guys' names? I know Sapnap and Quackity and I remember mom pointing out George, but the rest?" Drista seemed pretty curious about my friends, which is surprising. Although these are the only new ones in probably a decade, so it makes sense.

"The British one is Tommy, the tall guy is Ranboo, and bee boy is Tubbo, those are the kids. Now, onto my boyfriends, we have Karl, the one in pastel, Techno, the pink haired one and Wilbur. Then there's Niki, but she left us last night at around eleven" I clarified, showing her Niki's profile picture.

"Hey why am I the British one? Actually, WHY AM I THE BRITISH ONE AND YOUR KID?" Tommy pretty much screamed, getting a few chuckles out if the group.

"Well I guessed right, you look really British. Is it an insult? Is it a compliment? Is it just a fact? I guess we'll never know" Drista agreed with me.

"Exactly! The second I saw you, I knew you were British. I don't understand how it is humanly possible to look that British" I backed up Drista's statement.

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"Thanks for coming over, I had fun with you guys!" I thanked everyone leaving to go home, at around 4pm. Besides Sapnap and Quackity, of course. I'll be stuck with them for a while.

"So Dream, you really like that George boy don't you?" Quackity asked, and immediately know the answer by the color of my face. "Oh, for how long? When will you two start dating" Quackity teased.

"Oh come on now. Yes, I do like him but that doesn't matter because he doesn't feel the same way about me" I pessimistically answered.

"Do you need a free pair of eyes? He definitely likes you, just think of the way he was looking at you that whole time. Also, what did you do upstairs?" He continued.

"Well, when we went to sleep he went to the bathroom to change, didn't have a shirt, came in just sweatpants to ask for a hoodie,  and we stared at each other, shirtless for a while, got done changing, went to sleep, cuddled, woke up, talked, Sapnap came in, we went to the bathroom to brush our teeth and freshen up. That's all, and I don't see why he would like me" I complained, thinking I was right.

"EXCUSE ME??? YOU CUDDLED??? THAT'S SOME COUPLE SHIT! ALL OF THAT SCREAMS HE WANTS YOU DUMBASS! Quackity could've woken up the neighbors across the street with that volume.

'if only he was right, y'know'

WC :996

AIGHT LETS GO DECENT SIZE CHAP, ONLY LAST COUPLE HUNDRED WORDS DONE BARELY AWAKE, I'M ON A ROLL

EVERY SCHOOL NEEDS A COOL, ACCEPTING GOTH TEACHER

YES ALL OF THOSE PICTURES ARE FROM MY CAMERA ROLL

YEAH REMEMBER TO EAT AND HYDRATE, I LOVE YOU <3
-Jay