November 1st

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Prompt: another birthday disaster
Writing sad birthday chapters is my guilty pleasure 😥

This is random but would you guys be interested in trans Dream being pregnant? I think that would be a perfect opportunity for brain-rotting fluff

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George laughed loudly. Giggling and smiling like no tomorrow.
Sapnap was lighting George's candles, as he happily grinned.

Karl, and Quackity were staying at the dream team house for George's birthday. Both of them flying in from their respected houses to celebrate with George.

Helium Ballons Stuck close to the ceiling, and streamers decorated the walls. Even music boomed through the speakers of house.

They were all so happy. So incredibly happy.

It was raining, but not much. Only a light drizzle that was keeping Dream sane.

Karl was holding a box wrapped in bright wrapping paper, and topped with a pretty shiny bow. Which reflected the light and surrounding of the room.

Quackity sang the stupid birthday song, as George jokingly sang along with him. Both joking and having fun.

Dream smiled as well.

Maybe he was mad. Maybe he was jealous. Maybe he was even heartbroken.
But he couldn't say anything. Because it was George's special day.

The lights that were awfully bright made dreams eyelids flicker. Feeling an awful headache burn at his brain.

George smiled so tenderly at him, while he pretended to smile back. Pushing back the tears and disappointment in his own memories. Or more specifically lack of memories.

It was almost the four month mark since his birthday.

George wasn't in florida, so it was already a recipe for disaster.
Dream was miserable the entire day, and Sapnap didn't acknowledge it at all. Even admitting that he forgot about it a week later.

Which really did crush dreams heart. Like his best friend stomped on him with full force.

Karl and quackity didn't fly out to see him.
But George they seemed to have an exception for.

The only person who acknowledged his birthday was George. The two of them spending a FaceTime call talking the entire day. After George found out Dream didn't get anything for his birthday.

The only thing Dream got for his birthday was a pity phone call from his boyfriend. So seeing George surrounded by all their friends, being showered in attention, and given countless presents hurt.

It hurt him so bad.

Why didn't they fly out to see him? Why didn't they buy him anything? Quackity didn't sing to him. Sapnap didn't light his candles, and karl didn't even contact him at all.

Why was George the favourite?

So as George smiled, he felt utter disbelief burn at his core. Bubbling into something more sad, than painful.

The music made him feel non-existent. It drowned out his own sound of breathing, making everything feel unreal.

It wasn't even the fact George was being celebrated and he hadn't. It was how he wasn't even invited to the party.

George was the one who invited him last minute, and was the only one who noticed he wasn't there.
Even the sting of his other friends completely forgetting about him couldn't hurt him more then he already was.

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