Dropped in •MYTC story• [includes ships]

Chapter 1: Right into it

The art is by @ayla_kalerin on Twitter!

No ones POV

Dream sighed as he rolled around in his bed, struggling to sleep even at 12:00 am. He stayed up speed running for the past few nights and his sleep schedule is very screwed up. He sits up in his bed, frustrated. He decides to occupy himself by talking to someone, why not George? He dials his best friends number and waited for him to answer

He was answered with a very tired and grumpy George. "Dream.. why are you calling me at this hour? W-We both should be asleep..!" He said, an annoyed tone laced his voice. George has been getting some good sleep in and did not want it to be ruined, but alas his green eyed friend decided to call him early in the morning, way too early in the morning. "I can't sleep, so I wanted to talk to you-"

"well I was just sleeping! Good sleep too, can we please end this call so I can go back to sleep" he says, cutting off dream's sentence. "Could we talk for like, only thirty minutes? It wouldn't be thaaat bad." Dream asked, knowing they would probably end up speaking for longer. George sighed and accepted. They talked and talked and.. yeah they ended up talking for a very unplanned couple hours.

George groaned in annoyance when he saw the sun rising. "What?" Dream curiously asked. "It's 7:40! I agreed to thirty minutes, dream!" George responded, burying his face in his pillow, angry that he didn't get even eight hours of sleep like he had planned. "You could've asked for the conversation to end at any moment, but ya didn't~" dream snickers.

George pulls his head from his pillow to only respond then hang up. "Yeah yeah.. I'm taking a nap, because screw you." George angrily hung up the call and burried his face back into the comfort of his chill pillow, leaving dream a wheezing mess at the other side of the phone. After dream had calmed down from his laughing session he realized he was actually quite tired. He smiled and laid down in bed. After a just few minutes he had finally fallen asleep.

A few minutes into his sleep he found himself in the sky, falling into what seemed to be a lake. "AHH WHAT THE FU-" before he could even get out the last work he had landed. He opened his eyes under the crystal clear water and looked around. There were very strange fish, almost like giant beta fish. They were about the size of his head!

Dream looked at them in amazement for a few seconds before swimming to the surface, taking a breath in once he got above the water. "If this is some sorta dream, I'm loving it." He chuckled as he looked around, a beautiful forest surrounding the lake. There were flowers of all different species and vines littered the tall trees.

He swam to shore and looked at his reflection in the water, noticing his archers outfit. He was wearing a green blouse and with a leather strap across his chest, which has a quiver on his back, holding multiple arrows and a bow. His pants are just normal jeans and he has knee high brown boots. He smiles, liking the outfit. He adjust the mask accessory on his head, a plain smile drawn on top, and starts to walk through the forest.

George's POV:
I look around the strange forest in confusion. I adjust my goggles on my head, fluttering my giant blue angel like wings. What sort of dream even is this? I look at my reflection of my outfit in a lake. A white shirt with a jacket over it, full of zip up pockets.

I jump a bit in my light tennis shoes, stretching in my tight light blue jeans. I look up and see.. Dream on the other side of the lake. I flutter my wings a bit and fly over to him. I can see him freeze and almost instinctively grabbing an arrow from his quiver, turning around and drawing the bow back right in my direction. His eyes are filled with focus, intense focus. What got him so riled up?

His focused gaze lessens when he realizes it's me. "George..?" He blinks a few times in confusion. "Well, yeah.. this is so weird. You're in this dream?" His eyes widen as I say this. "I'm in this dream? I thought I was the one dreaming and-" he pauses for a moment, his expression dimming. "Unless.. unless this is not a dream. George, where are we?"

He puts his arrow back in his quiver. "Well.. I don't know? Dream, is this just not a dream? We have lives outside of this! People to amuse, videos to upload! Friends to-" he's interrupted as he hears a familiar voice. "What the fu... dream, George? You guys are here too? Thank god, I've been walking through this dumb forest for hours..!" They turn and look at him.

..And cliffhanger! This is my first legit story so I hope it's good so far. How about you guys try and guess who it is?