Love Is Our Chance | DreamNotFound

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"Dream smp?"

"Well Dream found this place a year ago and started making it into the place it is today. He eventually recruited me to help him make it a space for us to hang - and yeah, we did this." Nick explained and turned around in the middle of the room, "As for the 'smp' part, I made it up."

"Smp?"

"Stands for the Secret Meeting Place." Clay chimed in and detached his hand from George's wrist, "Yes, I know, it's stupid."

Clay placed his bike against the wall in the first room before walking to the second one and sitting down in a green beanbag.

"It's not stupid." Nick defended himself and sat next to Clay on an orange stool.

Both boys looked at George who was standing awkwardly in the middle of the joined rooms.

"Close the door and sit down with us." Clay said and pointed to a blue beanbag.

The brunette closed the door behind him and sat down in the blue beanbag, letting himself sink in.

"So what do you think?" Nick asked.

George looked around the room and answered without hesitation, "I think it's awesome! How did this all happen?"

Clay and Nick looked at each other with a knowing smile before answering.

"Well about a year ago, I was riding along the boulevard when I saw this ." The blonde smiled eagerly as he retold the story, "It was worn down and dusty - not to mention creepy, but I saw the well groomed dog run out of the house. Me being nosey wanted to know how it was inside here if a dog who looked nice was able to make it out. So I went inside and it was like this, except there was a lot of dirt, dust and a couple of dead rats."

"Ew! Dead rats?" George exclaimed in disgust.

"Yes, dead rats." Nick nodded, tapping his chin, "Actually there was an alive rat and we kept it as a pet. His name was Cheddarsaurus."

George looked around the room for a living thing that might have been running around.

There was nothing.

"Did, uh...Cheddarsaurus run away?"

Clay and Nick looked at each other before looking back at George.

"No, Sapnap actually killed it."

"Accidentally." Nick added.

"How did you kill it accidentally?" George frowned.

"He was-,"

"I didn't-,"

Both boys started talking at the same time, stopping short when they heard the other one pipe up.

"Shut up Dream, I'm telling the story. I killed it after all." Nick snapped.

"Not something you should be proud of." Clay muttered.

"Shut up." Nick hummed, "Anyways, I was cleaning the house with Cheddarsaurus and since he's the only alive rat, I was surprised to see another rat running around."

George shuddered at the thought of rats in general, not to mention keeping one as a pet.

"So I instantly thought to hit it with a broom and bat it against somewhere, like how I do at little league." Nick explained, swinging his hand up, "And then I was like 'Cheddarsaurus, sorry man, I killed one of your friends', then I looked around and didn't see any rats running around."

"Oh my god." George gasped, putting a hand over his mouth, realising what had happened.

"Yep." Nick nodded, "That rat I killed was Cheddarsaurus."