The Apocalypse [Dreamnotfound AU]

Just Like Old Times

This is a longer chapter, y'all, enjoy <3<3

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Sapnap feels himself blush despite himself at Karl's question, as Karl's eyes land on him. "Who do you think is sharing with who?" Sapnap mutters, ignoring Dream and George's teasing grins.

Dream shrugs. "I mean, I'm with George. You guys can do what you want, I guess."

"I'm with Skeppy," Bad adds innocently, and Sapnap sighs.

"Well, of course I'm with Karl," Sapnap shoots back.

"No one said you weren't," George smirks. "Why are you being so defensive all of a sudden, Sapnap?"

"Shut up," Sapnap snaps as Dream, Karl, and Bad try to stifle their laughter.

Karl slings an arm over Sapnap's shoulders. "No one's accusing you, Sapnap, relax, man. Let's just get the tents set up. Then we can pick this conversation back up, because it's clearly super important."

Sapnap and Dream both roll their eyes at Karl, but Sapnap sighs and nods. On the other side of the camp, Bad shakes Skeppy awake, whose eyes snap open in a panic.

"Oh my God, are we being attacked?" Skeppy exclaims, sitting up so quickly, he almost hits Bad in the face. "Why did no one wake me up earlier?"

"Skeppy, calm down!" Bad says, moving a safe distance away before Skeppy can almost hit him again. "No one's attacking us, I just need your help to set up the tents."

Wilbur doesn't waste his time waking Tommy and the others up nicely like Bad did with Skeppy. He just kicks Tommy in the ribs and deadpans, "Wake up!" Then he does the same to Ranboo and Tubbo, who scramble away from each other the second they're fully awake. Tubbo's cheeks are slightly pink bit he nods casually at the others and says a quick, "Hey, guys. What's going on?"

"You guys are sharing, I'm assuming?" Sapnap asks them, and Tubbo's eyes go a little wide, until Wilbur rolls his eyes and says, "On behalf of all of us, yes."

Karl and Quackity help distribute the tents until everyone has one and Techno agrees to take first watch, even though there aren't any zombies around. Sapnap takes a tent from Karl, who hands the last tent to Quackity and Montero.

Then, Karl stretches out on a log and closes his eyes, like Sapnap isn't standing there with an unbuilt tent.

"Um, hello?" Sapnap says, incredulously, and Karl opens his eyes, giving him a sly look. "Did you feel like helping, or...?" Sapnap asks, holding up the tent. "Look, the others are already ahead of us."

Karl sits up, never taking his eyes off Sapnap. "So this is a competition now? You could have told me."

Sapnap rolls his eyes and Karl grins. "If that's the only way to make you help me, then yes, it's a competition."

Karl's grin widens and he jumps up. "Okay, I'll help. It's on you if we don't win though."

Sapnap huffs a laugh despite himself, and hands Karl the poles to the tent, shivering a little when their hands brush. But then, he remembers his promise to himself, from before. So he grabs Karl's hand and intertwines their fingers.

Karl smirks a little, though his eyes sparkle. "Little difficult to build a tent one-handed, but..."

Sapnap shrugs, one-shouldered. "Sounds like a you problem, dude," he says, holding back a smile when Karl giggles.

"Okay, fine," Karl says, struggling a little with the tent poles. But he gives up almost immediately and sits back down on the log, dragging Sapnap with him. "Let's take a break."