Meetup // DNF

15 - Clay

(Dream's pov)

Holy shit..my friends are gonna see my face..

It wasn't that terrifying to show my face to George, but that's because the adrenaline was running hard. With Karl and Quackity, It's even more terrifying.

Me, Karl, and Quackity aren't really that close, therefore they judge me more.

I've always been self-conscious of my face, like everyone else. We all see our flaws better than anyone else, making us self-conscious of everything we don't like about ourselves.

However, when people see us and our flaws, they don't see anything as bad as we see it.

People are also dealing with their own flaws and other stuff, so they couldn't really care less about what are flaws are. Which confuses me, cause I'm still scared about Karl and Quackity seeing my face.

What would their reaction be? Would it be negative? Like, them commenting how awful my face looks? Or get mad at me for getting them excited over nothing?

Then again, the excitement might not make them notice my flaws. They could just be so excited to see me that they won't notice my face.

Wait- why would anyone be excited to see me? I'm just some guy on the internet that plays Minecraft and talks about stupid stuff.

I shouldn't keep on thinking about this. The future is unpredictable, and we should stop trying to guess what will happen. The future is scary and inconsistent, but that's what makes it exciting.

Also, my leg is bouncing so quickly that I'm afraid it's gonna break and I won't be able to walk from thinking about this.

I need something to get my mind off of this. Maybe ask George if he wants to stream..? Nahhh. I've already pestered him enough about streaming too little. But then again....

Ah, fuck it.

I get on my computer and start typing.

_________________________________________

Dream
Hey, wanna stream on the dsmp?
Please?
GEOOOORRGGEEEEEEEEEEE

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Now I just wait for his reply.

And wait.

And wait..

And wait...

And wait....

....

Insert discord sound

OOOOOoooooooo GEORGE ANSWERED!!!

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Dream
Hey, wanna stream on the dsmp?
Please?
GEOOOORRGGEEEEEEEEEEE

Georgehotfound
K

Dream
YIPPEEE
YIPPEEE
YIPPEE
YIPPYYY
YIPPEEEEYYY

Georgehotfound
SHUT IT, AUTISTIC MONKEY

Dream
HEYYY!!
ITS ADHD, NOT AUTISM!!

Georgehotfound
Whatever 🙄

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YIPPEEE
YIPPEEE
YIPPEEE
YIPPEEE
YIPPEEE

I GET TO STREAM WITH GEORGE!!! Well, not with him, but in his stream...yeah. I GET TO BE IN GEORGE'S STREAM!!

It's not anything new, but I feel happy when I'm with him...

Fuck, I'm such a simp.

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(George's pov)

Okay, I am currently on the dsmp with Dream, streaming. We're by the community house, working on it once again.

I honestly find it kinda boring, doing the same thing every time, every stream. After a while, Minecraft gets boring.

I'm currently in like an hour in the stream, I don't really know, Im not really counting, but it sounds like that's a good time to say.

I make an un-audible sigh, not wanting to sound rude or something.

I hear the donate sound for the millionth time in the stream as the robot voice reads the message the donator put.

Millie - donated $3!
Call Dream by his real name and see how he reacts

I smile. Finally, something to cure my boredom.

"Need any help, Clay?" I ask with a grin.

Dream stays quiet for a moment before answering, "Clay! Need any help, Clay?" He mocked, making a horrible nerdy British accent.

I chuckle a bit. "That's your name, isn't it?" I ask, pushing his buttons. "No, my name is Dream." Clay corrected once again.

"No, Dream is your in-game name. CLAY is your actual name." I corrected, a goofy grin on my face.

"Okay, GEORGE!" Dream said, making a failed attempt to make me mad. "Dream, you already call me that." I snicker, making him even more annoyed.

"STOP CALLING ME CLAY!" Dream yelled, making me burst out laughing. "Y-You didn't have a problem with it when you made that 'hardened clay' joke." I say as I try and recover from my laughing fit.

"Th..That's an exception." I chuckle as I shake my head from Dream's dumb excuse.

"You're such an idiot, Dre-Clay." I say, continuing to shake my head lightly.

"I- STOP CALLING ME CLAY!" Dream yelled as I bursted out laughing. I gasp for air as I try to speak, but every gasp I took led to more laughter.

"GEORGE!" Dream yelled as I held my breath to stop the laughter. When I finally caught my breath, I responded. "CLAY!" I giggle like crazy as his reaction was the best.

"STOP CALLING ME CLAY!" Dream yelled louder, which might get him a complaint from the neighbors.

I bite my bottom lip, trying to stop the laughs and giggles, but my attempts were futile.

"I-I'm just doing what my donations say." I say laughing a little bit.

"Well, stop listening to the donos." Dream said so casually. He is actually crazy if he thinks I won't just not do what they say.

"Make me." "If you don't stop, I'll..break up with you." Dream clearly joked. I snickered. "We're not dating, Dream."

"Keep on lying to yourself, I don't care." Dream said with sarcasm. I roll my eyes. "You're such an idiot, Dream."

"Omg, George. You always call me an idiot when I'm right." I make a confused look at the screen, processing what he meant for a moment before widening eyes, blush becoming apparent on my face. "DREAM! That's not true!" I deny, though what he said was true.

"Oh come on, George. You know that's true! You're being gay in denial." Dream spoke, which was true, I think. I never really thought about my sexuality, but all I know is, is that I like Dream.

"I-I..uh.." I try to speak, but I couldn't respond. Like I said, I don't know if I'm gay or straight. All I know is, is that I like Dream, but I can't tell him that.

"What? Cat got your tongue?" Dream teasingly asked. I just scoff out of annoyance. "Yeah, whatever, CLAY." I say, tryna get back onto the whole real-name calling thing rather than question my sexuality.

"STOP CALLING ME CLAY!"

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Srry for the short
Chapter. I got sick,
So my motivation just
Dropped down a ton.

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