Dream had just started to doze off when he heard Sapnap’s door open, inquiring that he’s awake and that Dream has only a few minutes to get rest, which he soon gave up on and met Sapnap in the kitchen with the hot smell of breakfast food lingering. It burned Dreams stomach with a newly found hunger for the sizzling bacon on the skillet.
The blonde spotted the raven across the kitchen, hunting for something in the fridge, and obviously not finding it. Dream crept behind him to give him a hug, scaring the shit out of Sapnap.
“What the fuc-”
“It's just me Sap, chill man”
Dream felt the shorter male relax in his hold, leaning against his chest for support.
“Do you know where any butter is?” his morning voice heavy, low, and raspy.
Dream untangled his arms from Sapnap’s waist and pushed Sapnap out of the way with his elbow, lightly jabbing him.
“I had just bought some Dream. I have no clue where it could have gone man.”
“It's fine, what do you need it for anyways?” Dream slumped across the kitchen lazily, stealing a piece of bacon off a white plate, now filled with grease.
“You know you’re supposed to put a paper towel on the plate to absorb the grease, right?”
The blonde watched as Sapnap turned to face him, dumbfounded and in shock. “YOU AREE??”
“I mean, that's what my mom always did, and that's what I always do when I make bacon.”
Sapnap face palmed and groaned, “I’m a little late to this whole party. Damn.” his morning voice still holding control over his vocal cords.
“You learn something everyday hot stuff” dream is truly delirious with sleep deprivation, Sapnap knows this. And Sapnap knows how he gets when he’s exhausted.
“Sounds to me someone didn’t sleep last night… hmmm I wonder who.” Sapnap glared at Dream, who just smiled innocently back at him, soon turning into a smirk. He knew what he did, and he knew Sapnap would address it, he always did.
“Sooo how about you go lay on the couch, before I make you lay on the couch” Sapnap addressed sternly, slowly making his way toward the droopy Dream, who had sat himself on the counter. The raven grabbed the tall boy's hand to lead him toward the living room, leading him turned to dragging him harshly.
Eventually they made it. Sapnap pushed him onto the couch, where he landed with a bounce. “Now you stay here or I will jump on you . That's a threat, Dream.” he then smiled gently and dragged his fingers through the blonde’s hair, making his way to the kitchen again in search of butter.
Dream reached for the boy's hand, but he was out of Dream's grasp. The blonde groaned in defeat, slumping deeper into the couch and eventually dozing off.
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Across the ocean, George was packing and preparing for his flight in 2 days. He had called Tommy and Tubbo telling them he won’t be able to vlog those next two days, and explained his ‘situation’ to the two of them. They both congratulated George and wished him luck on his flight, Tubbo mentioning how the airline he was flying with has a record of plane crashes, trying to scare George for amusement. Tommy assured him there was nothing to worry about and that he shouldn’t worry about seeing Dream.
George had thanked them for their ‘advice’ and moved to the next item on his list.
Transportation
He was thinking he could just take the train to the airport, but he would need help with his bags, and he really didn’t want to lug around his PC on the train. He definitely didn’t want to get weird looks. Or worse, fans asking him questions.
So the train was a no for him.
The brunette had thought about asking Wilbur or Jack to give him a ride, but they were busy that day vlogging with Tommy.
He had dreaded the train with every bone in his body, but if he could get someone to come with him to the airport he just might be able to tolerate the mass amount of questioning looks.
Philza
His mind clicked as he began to search for Phil’s contact, coming across it quickly. He tapped the call icon and held the phone up to his ear, listening to it ring 4 times before he picked up.
“Hello?”
“Hey Phil, can I ask for a favor?”
“Oh hey mate, what can I do for you?”
“So uhmm, I finally got my Visa approved so I’m going to Florida Thursday morning. I was wondering if you could go on the train with me and help with my bags and stuff. I know you live far, but I have no one else to take me.”
“Oh that's great George, I need to go to London this Thursday anyway. I can totally help you out.”
“Really?! Oh thank god! Thank you so much Phil!”
“Yea of course mate, happy to help, but what time should I show up to your house?”
“Around 7:45 to 8 A.M. would be good. The plane takes off at 10, so I think that would give us enough time to do everything.”
“Sounds perfect mate, I’ll see you then.”
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Back in Florida, there lays a blonde on an overpriced couch, the atmosphere loomed with the scent of bacon, fresh off the skillet. Sapnap had finally found the butter, it being in the fridge in the garage, hiding behind many Dr. Pepper cans. He could finally finish making breakfast in peace. No flirtatious blonde to ask him questions, no epic quest for butter, the remembrance that he'll see karl soon.
It was a good morning.
Bruhhh I just thought about it and I could of put all the parts together to make a longgggggg chapter. Damn
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Fanfictiondreamnotfound fic long chapters :) dream and george have this thing they do every night that no one knows about. they go through struggles and talk until the sun rises.
