𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐩𝐬𝐞 . [𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫]

𝗀𝗈𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋

(y/n)'s perspective

"hey mynx," a certain british voice whispered. "time to wake up."

i sat up in the sleeping bag as i stretched my arms groggily. sunlight seeped into the room through the small windows on the higher parts of the wall, and shined itself onto the recoiling brown paint.

it felt as if i were just inside a cute little cardboard box

with no worries at all

no apocalypse

no raids

just me,

dream,

sapnap,

george,

and bad,

and our nice, comfortable little box.

wouldn't that be a dream come true?

"good morning sleepyhead," dream laughed as he sat up from his green sleeping bag and stretched his arms behind his back.

"hii," bad greeted with his cute smile.

"good morni— wait, where's sapnap?" i asked, looking around for the black haired boy.

"for all we know, he's probably riding a donkey or something like that." george joked as dream chuckled and rolled his eyes.

"i'm right here," a voice muttered from behind the retro shower curtain.

our heads all turned in unison to face the boy. his eyes closed as he exhaled a sign.

sapnap had some fluffy thing slung over his shoulder, and the more i looked at it, i realized it was a dog.

"what the hell is that?" dream shouted as sapnap carefully placed the dog on the floor.

"c'mon dream! we need him! his name is," sapnap paused to look down at the dog's name tag.

"huh, his name is fifi."

"isn't that a girl's name? are you sure it's not a girl?" george asked as sapnap bent down to pet the dog.

"well, it has a penis, so—" dream started, but a loud smack shut him up.

"dream! don't say that in front of mynx!" bad shouted as he slapped his hand over dream's mouth, making the smack sound.

"ow! bad—"

"i'm sure mynx is aware of what penis are." george chuckled.

"what is the plural of penis? is it peni or just penises?" sapnap asked, still petting the dog with a laugh.

"i think it's the second one—"

"okay guys!! stop being inappropriate!" bad yelled.

i laughed in response, sitting up from the sleeping bag and walking over to the dog.

the dog's tongue stuck out as it smiled at me while i pet it.

it looked like some sort of golden retriever, which doesn't explain how sapnap managed to get it.

"where did u find this dog??" i asked him.

"okay, i'll tell u under one circumstance." he laughed nervously to himself. "you have to promise not to get mad at me. especially you, dream."

"i won't get mad, but where did u find the dog?" dream responded as i laughed.

"alright, i was walking down the street for my casual everyday walk when this zombie starts charging at me. so i stab it a few times, and it falls to the ground—"

"just get to the point!" george groaned.

"i'm getting there! just let me finish!" sapnap replied. "anyways— where was i? oh yeah, the zombie. so as it falls to the ground, i realize it was bullet holes that took it down, not my stabbing. so i look at who's holding the gun, and i see this dude. but he looked like some sort of royal wannabe." sapnap laughs.

"he had this like, robe thing, that made him look like king george iii from hamilton, and he had on a golden crown with like pig ears and tail. and the tail looks super real— like it was some genetic thing?" sapnap struggled to explain as dream, bad, george, and i exchanged strange looks.

"anyways, he was taking fifi on a walk and when i went over to talk to him, he seemed like one of the most arrogant people i've ever met. probably more arrogant than dream. so when he was belittling me for not being careful and being an idiot, i distracted him with a prank i learned in middle school, snatched the dog, and zoomed off." sapnap smiled awkwardly as everyone processed what he just had said.

"wait— so you stole someone's dog? sapnap are you bloody crazy?" george rubbed his temples.

"so mr. pig man could be here any minute now to get his dog back?" bad asked.

"well i'm not stupid— i took a different path to get back than i normally do so they shouldn't be able to track me. but look on the bright side!! we got a new dog!" he grinned as he picked up the golden retriever with a wide shiny smile.

"we're dead," i laughed.

"yes, yes you are." a masculine and unfamiliar voice called out from behind us. we all turned around, our eyes going wide.