Dream Team Oneshots

The gym teacher and the librarian

Forty-four drafts. Hahaha. I can explain it I swear. Now I have one hundred stories and I still have forty drafts.

George and Dream were married. And no one ever expected them to date and at that fact to be married. The gym teacher and the librarian were married. The strong guy who was chill with kids, but hard on the playing field. He had an eight pack at least and had lots of muscles. And the small librarian. The librarian was sweet and lovely. He was quiet most of the time and loved kids. Who would have ever thought the big strong gym teacher and the small librarian were married? Not the kids at Richmond high school. One day during one of George's classes Dream joins his class and everyone then finds out they are married and everyone is very expecting of it. That's the story. It's pretty damn long for a prompt oh my. And they have a child, named Sapnap because it's my story. This is kind of short so enjoy it I guess.

A librarian is a person who works professionally in a library, providing access to information and sometimes social or technical programming to users. In addition, librarians provide instruction on information literacy to users." Goldilocks and the Three Bears" is a British 19th-century fairy tale in which three versions exist. The original version of the tale tells of a badly-behaved old woman who enters the forest home of three bachelor bears whilst they are away. She sits in their chairs, eats some of their porridge, and sleeps in one of their beds. When the bears return and discover her, she wakes up, jumps out of the window, and is never seen again.

Hi, welcome this is a safe place for you to be yourself and love who you are. So I hope you have slept well, eaten enough today, staying hydrated, and getting enough time outside. This is now your happy place. If someone ever reads this, tell me how your day was. Well and another daily reminder that you are a beautiful smart little muffin and I hope you have a wonderful day/night or evening, whatever you prefer. And feel free to request if you want. But I only do fluff, because my heart can't take pain right now. /) have a nice day and stay safely hydrated.

Third-person

(I wrote this prompt last night, so I forgot what I wrote, let me check). "Yes, Dylan?" George said as he looked up from his storybook. "Why are you reading us stories? Aren't we in our senior year of high school?" Dylan asked in a confused tone of voice. "I, uh, I thought everyone enjoyed my reading?" George said as he sounded like he was about to cry. "We all do," A lot of people said. It wasn't a lie either. Nobody ever thought to pull out their phone or work on other homework during George's classes, because everyone enjoyed his reading so much. "Oh okay," George said with a smile as he continued to read. Everyone threw their backpacks and other things at Dylan for telling George off. "The end! Does anyone have a request for the next story?!" George said as he looked up with excitement. He saw about four people's hands go up at once. "Um, Kylie. You may go," George said with a smile. "Can you read the three bears? That was one of my favorites as he a kid," They said with a smile. "Okay," George says with a smile as he picks up that storybook. George stood up and began to tell the story. "Once upon a time, in a land not too far from here lived three bears-," George was interrupted by the door opening. George looked up as he saw Dream come in and sit at the back of his class. George just smiled. "Can everyone say hi to Mr. Dream?" George said with a smile as he looked at his husband. Everyone looked around for the teacher and then said once finding him "Hello Mr. Dream." Dream smiled "Hi everyone," He said back. "Anyway, the three bears lived together in a small cottage just outside of town. They were as happy as happy could be. But this story was different. The wasn't a mama bear or a baby bear (everyone gasps). In this story, there were two papa bears and a kid. Well he wasn't a kid, in fact, he was a grown adult and he still lived with his parents," George said in a sort of snappy tone of voice. Dream snickered a bit. He knew exactly what George was getting at. "The shorter of the two papa bears (I am now watching Danny phantom, the Christmas special that I bought for like two or three dollars) was named George. The taller of the papa bears was named Clay (a few students who knew Mr. Dreams' real name looked with wide eyes). And their adult kid thing was named Sapnap. They were as happy as happy could be. But one day there was a knock on the door. Of course, they didn't open the door for strangers, so goldy locks ended up going home, and that where our story ends (George closes the storybook he didn't even read). Any questions?" George asks with his normal smile. Brandon raised his hand. "Yes Brandon?" George asks with a smile. "Was that a true story and are you and Mr. Dream married?" Brandon asked with a small smile. (I have to shower, I will finish this in a bit. I am back from my shower). "Great question, Mr. Dream? Would you like to answer that question?" George asks with a mischievous ((Of a person, animal, or their behavior) causing or showing a fondness for causing trouble in a playful way. (Of an action or thing) causing or intended to cause harm or trouble) smile (the other side from the greatest showman smacks and the other side of paradise smacks as well). Dream smiles as he stands up and walks to the front of the class. Dream wraps one arm around George's waist and smiles. "Yes, it is a true story (he smiles). And yes we are married. For almost ten years now," Dream says with a smile. Everyone's jaws dropped. "Anyway, onto our next story," George says as Dream puts his chin on George's shoulder.

And that's where our story ends. George and Dream read stories until the end of eternity and everyone loves and expects them. I hope you enjoyed it! School is starting soon, so toodles!

Ya, that's about it. If anybody reads this, you request if you want. Bye and always remember this is a safe place for you to be yourself and love who you are. So I hope you have slept well, eaten enough today, staying hydrated, and getting enough time outside. This is now your happy place. If someone ever reads this, tell me how your day was. Well and another daily reminder that you are a beautiful smart little muffin and I hope you have a wonderful day/night or evening, whatever you prefer. And feel free to request if you want. But I only do fluff, because my heart can't take pain right now. /) have a nice day and stay safely hydrated.