Chapter 3: A problem

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Slight TW: Panic

*Georges POV*

Apparently we can still sleep if someone else is in control, because when I woke up, I found myself dancing around the kitchen and singing a song. A smile appeared on my face, or well, my 'in our head' face that is.

You see, even when I'm not in control, I still have some kind of body. It isn't visible to the outside world, or even to myself, but it exists. I can't move it except for my face, meaning I could still roll my eyes or smile, like I was doing now.

Whoever was in control finished the song and turned back to the kitchen counter. There was a stack of about 6 perfect golden brown pancakes on it. They smelled delicious and looked even better. My mouth started to water. Without hesitation I put all my focus to being in control.

''What the hell!'', Dream said in my head. I smirked.

''I'm not sorry. Those pancakes look amazing!'' I grabbed the plate from the counter and put it on the table. As I grabbed a knife and fork, Sapnap also woke up.

''What is that amazing smell and why does it make me hungry?''

''I made pancakes, but George is stealing them.''

''How exactly am I stealing them?'' I said as I drenched the fluffy dough disks in syrup ''You get to taste them as well.''

''Yeah, but it's not the sa-''

I cut him of by taking a big bite of the stack. Those pancakes tasted delicious.

''Oh. My. God. Dream, where did you learn to cook like this?'' Sapnap asked.

''Whenever my mom and dad were at work, I'd make dinner for the family'' Dream explained ''I guess I got better over time.''

After Iate the pancakes and cleaned the dishes, we went to the living room. I took my phone out and opened twitter, luckily Dream and Sapnap followed the same people, so the tweets on my timeline were relevant to them as well. We were just vibing, until one tweet in particular caught my interest.

*Sapnap POV*

"Fuck'' I heard George mumble. What's wrong I thought, putting my focus back to the phone in front of me. Our heartrate sped up and realisation came as I read the tweet.

MinecraftChampionship: MCC 11 is tonight! Who are you watching?

All three of us play in the tournament. All three of us have to stream. ''Oh no'' I mumbled. ''How the fuck are we supposed to do that!'' Dream yelled. 

To be completely honest, I had no idea. Can we tell people about our situation? If we do, will we be chased by scientists? Who can we trust? The worst feeling about sharing a body is that you can't express emotions unless you're in control. For example, you can be really anxious and stressed, but you can't cry, your breath won't speed up and worst of all, you can't stim. 

''G-Guys, let me take control please'' I managed to choke out. Dream and George must've noticed how panicked I sounded, because they let me take control immediately. As soon as I was in control of our body I started snapping my fingers aggressively and breathing faster. My friends remained silent probably trying to figure out what was happening.

after about 5 minutes I calmed down a bit and started apologizing. ''Sorry guys I-''. Dream cut me off ''It's okay Sapnap, don't worry about it too much.'' ''Yeah, if you ever feel stressed and need a way to let go, just tell us. Okay?'' George reassured. I smiled. ''Thank you guys, it means a lot.''

After that little incident, we went back to thinking about how we could get away with not participating in the event. 15 minutes later George came up with an idea.

''What if we ask the trio to play in the tournament for us, i'm sure they'll be fine with it.'' 

''That's true, we can just say Dream's grandma fell off a staircase and we have to help out a bit. They won't suspect a thing!'' I added. ''We'll have to ask scott first tho, if he doesn't allow it we need to come up with another plan.'' 

I threw Dream back in the control position. He quickly sent Scott a discord message explaining the made up situation and asked if we could ask the trio to play, instead of us. After that he shot our friend BadBoyHalo a DM a well. He sat back down, it all depends on the answers now. 

*BadBoyHalo's POV*

It was a beautiful october morning, so I decided to take an extra long walk with my dog Rat. The sun shone and colorfull leaves decorated the ground of the park. after 15 minutes of sitting on a bench I called my Rat back and went home. I stopped at a small bakery and bought a few muffins as a treat for myself. I deserved it after all the hard work I've done over the past month.

I entered my appartment and immeadiately went to the computer room, I was going to record a video with my best friend and long time crush Skeppy. I had 10 minutes before i had to join the Teamspeak, so I decided to check my discord to see if anyone messaged me.

Dream had.

"Hey Bad" it read "Can you, a6d and Skeppy take our place in MCC. My grandma fell of a flight of stairs and we need to help out a little."

I frowned, of course I wanted to help them out, but something just didn't feel right. It wouldn't be nice to question Dream, his grandma just fell of some stairs and could be hurt after all.

I decided to ignore my gut feeling for now and sent Skeppy and a6d a message, asking if they had anything to do tonight. After about 2 minutes later they told me that they didn't and that they'd love playing in the event and helping the Dreamteam out.

Good. As soon as my friends answered the question, I told Dream that we could play for them.

"Thank you so much Bad, Scott changed the whitelist so you can get on the server. You're the best!"

I couldn't keep it in anymore

"Dream can we talk on FaceTime?"

All of the sudden he started throwing out every excuse in the book, only raising my suspicions even more.

"Dream, stop with the excuses I feel like something is going on and I want to make sure you are okay."

After going back and forth for another few minutes I finally got the answer I wanted.

"Fine...

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Thoughts on this story so far? Next chapter will be the last introduction one and after that it will be oneshots, because what is a ✨plot✨, do I know them?



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