Hestia's Blood [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 2.

hi
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family tree because yes, sorry if my handwriting is funky or something

Yes iknow foolish is older than dream <3

3rd Person POV:

After having breakfast with George, they've met up with Sapnap and Karl to basically just hang out. After all, George had no choice but to stick around with Dream since his parents would be knocking at his friends' doors and demanding to have sight of him hurriedly. Well.. not in person, they'd have someone else do it.

They would gather up in these places that are more isolated from town, places which hold countless of memories. Whether they'd be sad memories such as big arguments and such, or happy memories where they can just forget about live for a second and just have fun. Sometimes guys find the weirdest shit to have fun over(hyperfixations.)

There was this place which Dream set up to practice shooting, several targets nailed to trees and occasional ropes just hanging from them, which he had forgotten to tidy up.

He sat down with Karl on a comfortable flower bed, he couldn't recall what kind of flowers. They were just yellow and poofy, but once you pull them apart you realise their layer is thinner than expected. In the background there was the sound of Sapnap and George bickering over whoever knows what.

The blonde would lay down on the flowers, and for a second when Karl glanced over he thought that Dream doozed off but the male was wide awake. Plus he wouldn't be able to close an eye with the constant chatter. Dream was perpentually tired these days, and everyone would notice it even at the slighest. His attention and interest would lack everyday, and he's constantly falling asleep, you'd always take a glimpse of Puffy advising him to sleep earlier. But Dream feared what other gory and gut wrenching nightmare he'd have next, so he just tried not to fall asleep and fail, he desperately didn't want the day to end yet. And then he'd lose sleep recklessly, and the side effects were so obvious. It didn't seem to fit his personality, he seems to have became less energetic.

"Hey dude, are you asleep?"

Karl gently nudged Dream's body with his elbow, the male got startled with the touch and that was Karl's confirmation that he was almost asleep.

"Me? Yeah i'm great" A hearty smile formed on his face. The out of context reply made Karl glance at him in a confused and get even move worried.

"You should've taken a nap"

Through a guilty yawn Dream replied. "What? Nah i'm fine"

No matter how much people worried, he'd turn them down like it was nothing, like his struggle wasn't even there. Even if he was struggling, i'd probably be difficult for him to ask for help, i mean he has gotten so much meaningless help that at one point he just became uninterested of achieving it.