|Purple Hair|

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Kind of short, a filler chapter because I needed a chapter out :)
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"Thank you," Bad smiles at the purple haired waitress as she places everyone's plates in front of them, and she smiles back. "My pleasure," she says in a sarcastic, monotone voice. She seems like she's having a bad day, so we all collectively agreed that we would give her a big tip.

I watch as she walks away, angrily yelling at a taller man wearing a tux, who was also yelling angrily back at her. Her accent makes her sound a lot angrier than she actually is. We had all conversed about it and concluded that she sounded irish.

"No, Schlatt, I'm not fockin' doin that," She slams a wet washcloth down on the countertop of the bar and begins aggressively cleaning. The man leans off of the wall and walks up behind her, moving her hair to the side and kissing her neck before running to her side so she has no choice but to look at him.

"But why? We would get more money! More people would come here!" The man, Schlatt, brings his hands up then slaps then back down on the side of his thighs dramatically. "I give up!" he yells, pulling at his hair in anger.

"Good," she mumbles. "Now go the fock away," she throws the wet washcloth his way and walks back over to us. She takes a deep breath and puts her hair behind her ears.

"Refill?" she motions to Sapnap's cup and he nods, smiling at her.

She smiles, takes his cup, and walks off.

"I can feel the anger oozing off of her," Sapnap's eyes widen as he dramatically motions to her.

I look down at my plate to see a hand, one I easily recognize as Dream's, hovering over one of my french toast sticks. I smile and send a small shock to his pinky finger. Dream yelps in pain and everyone in the restaurant looks over at us.

"Get your paws-" I move my plate closer to myself, out of Dream's reach. "-off my food." He glares at me then sadly glances down to his scrambled eggs and bacon.

I eat a couple pieces then stand up, trying to escape the chaos that is Sapnap, Karl and Quackity on one side, constantly making questionable remarks at each other and playing footsies under the table like middle school girls, and Tommy, Tubbo and Ranboo arguing and throwing food at each other to my right.

"Where are you-"

"Bathroom." I cut Dream off before trying to shuffle past Karl and Quackity, who are repeatedly kissing each others' hands, but Karl stops me. He jerks away from Quackity's grasp and stands up, grabbing my shoulder.

"I wouldn't go to the bathroom if I were you," Karl narrows his eyes and leans toward me. "I'm trying to save you from the embarrassment." he whispers.

I laugh. "Karl, I know you're the... future seer here, but I have to pee, so..." I brush his hand off my shoulder and walk to the bathroom.

I walked in and exhale a sigh of relief as the room was empty. (I'm not writing about him peeing sooo)

After using the bathroom, I pull my sleeves up and begin washing my hands.

"Georgie!" I jump as I hear my name being called and the door bursting open. I turn around and see Sapnap making his way to me. "Great," I mumble as I switch the water on and begin rinsing the light pink soap off my hands. Sapnap scoffs at my remark.

"Do ya like that purple haired girl?" Sapnap blatantly asks. I connect the dots in that moment, that's why Karl wanted me to stay.

I sigh.

"Nope," I answered truthfully. Sapnap scoffs.

"Bullshit, I saw the way you watched her walk away back to her stupid little bossy ass boyfriend." He leans against the sink as I turn the water off. I scoff. "Just because I watched her walk away, as she's angrily yelling at her boyfriend, that makes me interested in her?" I dry my hands off and throw the wad of paper towels away.

"So you like guys then? Because I have a friend who works here and he thinks she's really hot,"

Sapnap just has no filter, does he? I feel both anger and embarrassment course through my body.

I blink at him. "No...?" I lean against the wall behind me and think for a moment. Right?

"Why'd ya hesitate?" Sapnap raises an eyebrow as he leans closer to me. "I-" I move backwards a bit, pushing Sapnap, by his chest, away from me. "I don't know, guess I've just never really thought about it before." Sapnap smiles. I sigh, trying to change the subject. "Is that all you needed?"

"Yep, now I know," He smirks at me before walking out of the room and back to the table.

I groan and follow him. Karl glares at Sapnap as we make our way back, then mouths an 'i'm sorry' to me. I roll my eyes and sit back down. As if this moment couldn't get any worse, I look at my plate to see my last french toast stick gone. Not there. I groan and lean back in my chair. "Dream!" I glare at him and he looks up from his phone at me, confused.

I dramatically motion to my plate then look up at him. He still looks confused. "Do you see something... I don't know... fucking missing?!" I whisper-yell.

Dream chuckles and looks down the table, then back to his phone.

"Uhm, George...?" I hear a small voice come from beside me, that small voice being Tubbo's.

"That was actually me."

I groan again, sending a small shock to his tail. He yelps just as Dream had, causing the restaurant to look over at our table, yet again.

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Also, would you want a smut chapter or would you prefer fluff?

Here's a pair of shoes I got 😌

Here's a pair of shoes I got 😌

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