Yellow ☆A dnf book☆

☆A turning point☆

Dream looked up at the ceiling. It had small cracks across the white canvas. He tried to make animals out of the wiggly lines, and found an elephant, snake, and cat. It reminded him of Patches. His eyes sulked down to where she would have been sitting in his arms. He missed her soft, velvety fur and how warm she was. He sometimes forgot she wasn't lying peacefully asleep on his lap. He missed her so much.

My last day here. I can do this. I'm better.

Tears started rolling down his face. He felt the warmth, and cringed. He hated crying. After fighting the tears for sometime, he just let them out. He pulled his knees to his chest and buried his head. Tears continued to roll down his face and onto his pants until he heard a knock on the door.

"Clay?"

Dream wiped away his tears and fixed his dirty blonde hair.

Was it already time?

Dream looked towards the small clock in his room, concealed in metal bars. It was already 11am. How had he slept so long? The nurses hadn't let him sleep in past 8am all the other mornings. Maybe it was farewell gift? His confusion was interrupted by another knock on the door.

"Clay honey. It's time to go. Your boyfriend is here to pick you up."

Dream let out a soft laugh.

Boyfriend

He wishes amiright.

"Coming!" Dream yelled, just loud enough so the nurse could hear. He was ready to leave. After the slow moving week he had in the mental hospital, he was ready to say goodbye. He slowly stood up, because he was still groggy from just waking up, and headed over to the door.

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After Dream had collected his things and said goodbye to all the helpful nurses, he pranced down the long hallway leading to the exit, where he would finally be able to see George again. His heart flustered just at the thought of George. True, it had been only one day since he had saw him, but this time it would be different. They wouldn't be locked up in a blank white room with people standing over them the whole time.

Dream reached the tall doors at the end of the hall actually pretty quickly.

George was on the other side of these doors

He took a deep breath before lightly pushing the tall doors open. He quickly realized that George wasn't the only one there. There were many tall figures, but they weren't just tall figures. They were his friends.

George, Sapnap, Karl, Bad, Quackity and wilbur were all sitting down in the hospital chairs. although he wasn't the closest with wilbur.. wilbur mostly probably was there because quackity was there. Dream watched as one by one, they all looked up to him and started walking over. They all were smiling, even Dream. Dream's smile got bigger and bigger. It had to be a dream, right?

Dream hugged everyone, one by one starting with Sapnap. "What are you guys doing here!"

Bad walked over and hugged Dream. "George called us and set everything up! He said you weren't feeling too well and thought we would bring you some cheer."

George walked over after everyone had gotten their daily dose of Dream. Dream grabbed George by the waist and pulled him in closely, George blushing because of the hand placement Dream chose. Dream didn't care anymore if he scared George. He loved him, and he needed to know that.

Dream tucked his head down to George's height. "Thank you Gogy. I've missed you."

"Oh my god! You guys are the pretty best friends... or should I say boyfriends?" Quackity giggled as wilbur was clung to his back holding quackitys waist. Dream shot him a stern glance, him too giggling.