Dream Team Oneshots

Daddy Daughter dance

George's kitty is so cute I can't. And Pog they won for the Minecraft championships.

George's parents and near relatives had all died in a plane crash, so George had nobody. The daddy and child (daughter, but it doesn't have to be your daughter, it just sounds better). George lives with his best friend Dream. George is sad that he can't go to the dance. So Dream pretends to be his dad for one night, just so George can go to the dance. And that's the whole chapter. Dream is three years older than George in this one. I hope you enjoy this, I just got this idea randomly.

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Third-person

(I am playing Minecraft right now, so I am typing with one hand). George had no one. He had lost all of his close relatives to a plane crash and no one wanted to be friends with him, because he is gay and has glasses. Crazy world right? George had one person and that person is Dream. Dream was his best friend for as long as he could remember. Dream may have been three years older than him and Dream may have been done with college, but they were still the best of friends. George was in his last year of high school and a daddy child dance was coming up. George looked forward to this for his whole high school career, but when his dad passed away freshman year, he was no longer looking forward to it. George lived with his friend and they were very happy. Right now George was in his final period. It was in English. The English teacher didn't like him that much. She would always pick on him during class and George didn't appreciate it. "So today I will be passing out your English test today," Mrs. Tibet (I don't know, that is just a random word) said with her normal snarky attitude. (Dream is live. Pog). She handed them out to everyone and then handed it out to George. "See me after class," She said to the small boy. George sighed and nodded. "Anyway-," George's ears tuned her out as he looked at the English essay. "Ninety-seven percent? Why would she want to see me after class?" George thought to himself. After about thirty minutes class was over. Everyone ran out of the classroom as fast as they could. George just put his English essay in his bag and stood by Mrs. Tibet's desk. "You wanted to see me?" George said in his normal quiet tone of voice. "Yes. You seem to be failing my class," She said. George looked at her confused. "No ma'am, you've got me mixed up with someone else, I have a ninety-eight percent in your class," George said frantically. "Don't argue with me! I am looking at your grades and it says you have sixty percent in my class!" Mrs. Tibet yelled. "I know my grades, so I am going to call my father and see if can sort this out, because I know I have a ninety-eight in this class," George said calmly. Mrs. Tibet gulped. George pulled out his phone and clicked on Dreams contact. "Hi, daddy (in a father and son like way, not the other way)!" George said sweetly. "Oh, hi George, I am in the parking lot," Dream said with a smile. "Okay. Um, can you come to Mrs. Tibet's classroom," George said shyly. "Is she being a bitch (bad word) again? Do I have to come in?" Dream said. "Uh, yes," George says quickly. "Okay, I already have my, "I swear I don't make Minecraft videos for a living" suit on and I am right outside of the door," Dream said. "Ok, love you bye," George says, and the call ends. The door opens and Dream walks in. "What seems to be the problem?" Dream says as he stands next to George. "Your son is failing,"  Mrs. Tibet says nervously. "No he is not, check the name," Dream said sternly. "Yeah, your son George Williams-, Oh my, I am so sorry, I got your son confused with someone else-," Mrs. Tibet apology rant was cut short by Dream saying something. "And this is the third time this year you have gotten my son confused with someone else? Tsk, we are leaving." Dream said as the two get up and leave.