Adopted by the Dream Team

Chapter Five

Ivy woke up to the sun beaming through her window next to her bed. She must have forgot to close the curtains. It was another large window with a balcony. She slowly sat up, grabbing her phone as she rose up.

She yawned, looking at her phone, it was nine o'clock. Not too bad. She was wondering if the boys had made breakfast, too, she was extremely tired.

She leaned forward, letting her feet reach the floor. She sat her phone on the bed, and stretched, her arms up in the air.  She walked into the closet, where she had her clothes piled out onto the floor. She picked an older dream merch, green with a black smiley face and black leggings. She grabbed her slides, put them on and walked into the bathroom. She brushed her hair and teeth, and began her walk downstairs.

She rubbed her eyes as she slowly walked down the stairs. She smelled a scent of sweetened wheat. "Mmm... That smells really good." She said, as she met the bottom of the stairs, she went into the kitchen. There Dream was, in a pink apron, swinging his hips to imaginary music.

"Uhm, hi?" She giggled, walking over next to him to see what he was making. "Whatcha making?" She says, looking up at him. He freezes, embarrassed. "Ah, I was making french toast with homemade berry whipped cream." He said, smiling. "Ah, that's my favorite! I've only had it a couple of times but I love the taste. Hey, are the others up yet?" He looked up, like he was thinking. "Hm.. maybe, check the living room?" She nodded, "Probably." She whispered to herself.

She walked into the living room, to two men jumping in her face. "Surprise!" Nick and George said in sync, moving to the side, revealing new monitors and a box for a gaming chair. Dream ran in to see her reaction and was looking at the boys, smiling. Ivy ran over to the boxes. "No! You're joking!" She exclaimed, looking at all three of them. "You knew about this?" She asks, noticing Dream standing where she once was. He nodded, still smiling. "Who do I hug first?" She asks. Nick jumps up and down with his hand up. She runs to him and wraps her arms around him. He, too wraps his arms around her, lifting her up a little.

He lets her down, and she runs to George, burying her head into his shoulder, smiling. "Thank you guys, so much!" She says as she runs to Dream, hugging him very tightly. "Remember, the face reveal is today!" Nick exclaimed. Her eyes widened. "You're right! I can't wait." She smiled. "That also means we can start vlogging!" She said. She looked over at Nick and George. "Can you help me set this up later?" She asks. "Yeah, I will." George said.

"Yes! Again, thank you so much, it's a dream..." Dream looked up. "No, I'm right here!" She giggled. "Not you, silly!" "Hm do I still get to help you all decorate and set up?" She asked. They all nodded in return. "Great! Now how about breakfast? I'm starving!" George nodded. "Right, and after breakfast I was thinking we could go check out the carnival down the road. "Carnival? I've never been."

Their eyes widened. "You are sooo lying! There's no way!" Nick said. She shook her head, saying in her foster mom's voice. "iT's UNheAltHy iVy! YoU'lL gET MurDeREd!" She giggles, before returning to a serious face. "Yeah, I've never been, honest. What's it like?" She asks, curious.

"Like SO FUN!! There's food and lemonade and rides and games!" George blushed, shaking his head. "Yeah, I've never been to one, either, that's why I wanted to take you." She looked at him. "Just remember to drive on the right side of the road!" She giggled as he looked at her in disbelief. "Hey! I've lived in America for two years! I think I get the hang of it." She shook her head. "Yeah, right." She rolled her eyes sarcastically before joining in laughter with the other two men.

"Oh! The rest of the Dream Team will be visiting during the summer time. We thought we would let you settle in and get to know them through streams and videos before they stayed in the same house." Ivy looked over, and simply nodded. "That makes sense." She said, making her way to sit at the kitchen island.