.: Waves :. Merman Au

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Ponk snuggled into the clothes.
"They are so warm!" He chuckled.. hugging himself before looking at his legs.
"I have legs!"

"Easy for you to say." Sam grumbled..
"I can only wear.. whatever these are.." he pointed at his legs.
"Some- cloth."

"Sweat pants... they are sweat pants." Dream held his hand out.. offering to help Sam up.
"George used to have some larger shirts.. but I ruined most of them." He rubbed the back of his neck.

Sam grabbed dreams hand.
"I see.." he mumbled... of course he didx

Dream helped Sam to his feet, holding him up.
"Your legs might feel like sea grass.." he chuckled.
"So don't fall on me."

Sam instantly nearly fell over.
"What the-" he couldn't stand.
"Crap-"

"Yeahhh.." Dream sighed.. nodding his head.
"It takes a bit.." he looked over at Karl... he wanted to go find George.
"Karl- do you think you can teach them to walk... I need to talk to George about later."

"Sure." Karl was helping Sapnap up.
"You should hurry.. I'll keep them busy." He smiled.
"George's parents don't seem like nice people."

"They aren't."
Dream nodded.. loosening his grip.
"Sorry Sam." He let Sam go causing him to fall back.

"OW-" Sam landed on his back, soon glaring at the sky.
"GOD I hate this place." He snapped.

"It's not so bad.." ponk made his way next to Sam.
"It will be better here.." he placed his hands on the dark green haired merman.

Sam sighed..
"Will it though..? We aren't even supposed to be connected." He had a soft gaze.
"What if they judge us too..?"

"They won't." Ponk shook his head.. sitting next to Sam.
"Besides they all are different... they except us." He smiled.

"I hope so."

.: George And Dream POV :.

George hummed.. setting up the last room.
"There.." he adjusted the pillows.
"That should be good enough for those two."

He wanted everyone to be comfy.. since- apparently his roommates now are a bunch of merfolk.. which is simple...

And since when did ponk and especially Sam want to stay???

How many merfolk were out there in the sea..? And why were so many near his home.

George took a deep breath... resting his hands on his hips.
"This is going to be a rough day." He frowned.

"Think positive..?" Dream mumbled quietly.

George turned, seeing the blonde.
"Trying.. but- my moms worse then my dad." He frowned, shaking his head.
"A lot.."

Dream rested his hands on George's shoulder.
"How much... worse..?" He softly whispered.

"She's... picky." George turned to dream, cupping the blondes cheeks.
"But no matter what I love you.." he smiled.
"So don't let them get to you."

Dream nodded.. he was worried.

"Is this what you are wearing?" George chuckled.. he thought it was funny the blonde was only wearing sweat pants.

"NO!" Dream quickly shook his head.
"I am not wearing this In front of your parents!" He perked up... he wasn't embarrassing himself like that.

"Then you should go get change... I need to wait at the front door- they are going to be here any minute." George patted dreams cheek before walking past him.
"Whatever you pick out.. you'll still look great." He hummed.