Just The Truth

Thin Ice

Tw: Underage alcohol 

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December

"Ice skating, ice skating ice skating. We are going Ice skatiiiing," Dream sang, opening the door to Quackity and George's room after pushing Sapnap out of bed.

He turned on the light, receiving annoyed groans.

He ran down the stairs to Karl's room.

He slowly opened the door.

Luckily for him Corpse was already awake poking Karl with a pencil to make him get up.

"Hi corpse"

"Goodmorning Dream '' his voice sounded even deeper than normal. I imagen dream very high vocie from beeing excited and he is like very very highpitched here and than there is corpse with like the deepest deep of voice "Slept well?"

Dream took a breath "Yes" he released "I actually did"

"Good for you, me and the amigos might come to the rink later as well"

"That's sounds great"

"Yeah, the hard part is going to be waking up Sykkuno. No one wants to wake up a sleeping angel"

"Understandable, could you send Karl up when he's ready?"

"Of course, dude"

"Thanks"

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas - Michael Bublé

Dream left, going back up the stairs and to his room to change from his pyjamas.

He put a few more layers of clothes on but waited to wear his jacket since he didn't know how much time he had to wait before any of his friends would be ready.

Suddenly Quackity bursted in their room and told Dream to get George out of bed because he didn't want to.

So Dream did, he put his boots on and walked in the other room.

"It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas" he sang in a deeper voice "everywhere you go"

"Oh my god" George put his cushion on his ears "please no" he begged. "Not the Christmas song"

"It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas" he repeated "toys in every store, but the prettiest sight to see is the holly that will be on your own front door"

George stood up and charged Dream with the pillow for then hitting him in the face.

Dream fell but brought George with him by grabbing his waist at the last second.

They started giggling and then laughing loudly.

"You are such an idiot" George said, standing up and throwing the pillow towards him again. Then he picked up his clothes and disappeared into the bathroom.

Dream heard the door lock. "Oh wow, even the lock. It's not like I wanna come in to see you."

"Never be too sure" George's voice was muffled.

When he came out, pun lol good one he was wearing a tight turtleneck and some random baggy pants.

Damn.

Dream couldn't take his eyes off him,

George opened his wardrobe, taking out a navy jumper, he put it on and added a long jacket and a light blue scarf.

He turned around picking up a random hat that was left in a chair.

He admired himself in the mirror from one of the wardrobe doors.