Day 7 - When life gives you lemons

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* No ships
* No warnings... I think?
* I don't know honestly

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It was a peaceful day for Dream, walking around and helping others, and totally not ignoring those who's just pressuring for his help, because he's mentally healing and he definitely does not need those manipulative people in his life.

That's what his brother told him to do, so as much as he wants to help the others, he'll need to suck it up and actually stick to boundaries.

Just strolling casually amongst the riverside when he opened a portal upon hearing his name being screamed again. Nope, nuh uh, not today. He then went inside before the random monster could catch up.

Sighing, he then found himself in a very familiar garden. "Oh, hello dear." Dream then glanced at where the voice came from and smiled a bit. "Hello miss Life!" Dream cheered before noticing that Life was carrying a basket.

"What's inside that basket, Ms. Life?" Dream couldn't help but ask and Life blinked. "Oh these? Just some freshly grown lemons." Life then smiled a bit, picking one and handing it to Dream. "Do you want one?" "Sure!" Dream chirped, grabbing the lemon and staring at it. "What do I do with it?"

"Whatever you want, my dear. You can eat it, squeeze it into a juice, or just leave it for later. Anything should be okay"

"... Whatever I want?"

"Yes dear."

Dream was silent a bit, glancing down at the lemon again and grinning. "Okay! Thank you Ms. Life!"

"It's a pleasure, dear." Life then smiled gently as he watched Dream leave the area. Though, she couldn't help but feel that giving the guardian a lemon was an awfully bad idea... Eh, Dream's a nice child. It's not like he'll do something outrageous with it.

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"Hey Dream! There you are!  Was looking all over for you, but when you weren't responding to my calls, I was so worried and- ... What are you doing?" Dream then glanced at his friend, Cross. Currently just holding a half cut Lemon.

"Nothing?" "Please get him off me!" A scream from below Dream was heard and Cross looked down, blinking a bit. "Oh... A swap papyrus." Cross blinked. "Copy #43, he insulted Nighty a week ago and even tried to find a way to kill him." Dream explained, staring down at the Papyrus. "I see... And what are you doing?"

"Pouring lemons into his eyeholes, I heard that it's painful, but he's not really showing it." Dream said, pouring more and ignoring the screams of the Papyrus. Cross humming a bit.

"I see... Yeah, you're right, I'm not hearing any reactions." Cross commented, moving and sitting besides Dream now, staring at the Papyrus with a blank stare. "Where's the other half of the lemon?" "I ate it... Did you know it tastes good with salt?" "Really?" "Yeah!" "Huh... I should try it sometime."

"GET HIM THE FUCK OFF OF ME!"

"Shut it donald trump cheeto wannabe."

"Pfffft- donald trump cheeto wannabe-"

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* Yep, that happened
* I had a different plan originally but just went with this lmao
* Poor Copy #47 donald trump cheeto wannabe, you will not be missed
* Hope you enjoyed! ... I guess?????

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