𝑨𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 || Dreamnoblade || Discontinued (?)

Chapter 4

Third Person POV:
Instead of the warm morning sun, Dream found himself awoken by a cool splash of icy water. He jolted awake with a yelp, just as the liquid reached his neck. It had drenched his entire head and spilled onto the sheets below.

"What the fuck!" he shouted, flailing himself upwards. Many droplets began raining from his hair, dripping upon his soft, velvet blanket.

"Oh, you're up, did'ya have a good sleep?" A deep timbre rang sarcastically.

"You just dumped water on me!"

Now sitting up, Dream glowered at the pinkette before him. He seemed to have been awake for a while now. His hair was already tamed and pulled into a tiny ponytail. He had his arms cross petulantly across his chess.

"You make it sound deliberate. My hand just slipped," Techno responded dryly. Although, the corners of his lips seemed to pull into a smirk, plastering a smug look on his face.

Glowering, Dream snapped back sardonically, "Yeah, cause you tripped 3 feet over and somehow splashed me."

His peeved expression only deepened when the other replied with an "exactly~"

Feeling petty, the blonde began shaking his head wildly, splashing water in all different directions. He made a show of pointing it toward the prince before him.

"Bruh," the other responded, taking a step backwards. He began rubbing at his robe to remove a water stain, "how civil."

Dream smirked a little at those words, relishing in his tiny victory. Reaching to a nearby end table, he grabbed his mask and a towel. The towel was pale green and incredibly fluffy. Even softer than the blankets back at Dream's home.

"Your friends are waiting for you in the dining hall. They arrived this morning," Techno said dryly, "you wouldn't wake up earlier, so that was my only option."

His rival rolled his eyes, clearly disbelieving.

"Sure it was, might as well smash the glass cup over my head while you're at it."

"Do you want me to?"

The blonde just tsked at that, continuing to dry his hair.

"Look at the time right now and say you have a normal sleeping schedule," Techno said suddenly, motioning to the grandfather clock behind him.

Dream scoffed and did just that. Upon reading the dial, his face dropped, gaze shifting away awkwardly.

"Oh," he uttered.

"Yeah, dipshit, it's 1pm. They've been sitting in front of the kitchen for hours and god knows I don't do social interaction," Techno deadpanned, "I haven't even had breakfast."

Dream rolled his eyes, shooting an annoyed glare back, "Why didn't you just call Tommy or a maid?! You didn't have to dump water on me!"

"Tommy's on break and I'm too awkward to ask for a maid," The prince replied impassively, "now get out of bed."

Groaning, the blonde got up, leaving behind his wet sheets.

"Great. Now it looks like I wet myself." He thought miserably.

"Cmon, since you can't go anywhere without an escort," he muttered, strolling past the other. Techno opened his mouth to object, but ended up saying nothing and following wordlessly.

Dream's POV:
I entered the room, looking for George and Sapnap, only, there were 5 figures sitting by the foyer. I began heading over towards them, until I felt a light tug at my jacket. Techno was looking away awkwardly, almost childishly.