Blizzard & Me.
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Thread Topic: Blizzard & Me.
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Dream smiled brightly, moving to rest his head on George’s shoulder.
“I know, it’s okay,” Skeppy said softly. -
"Hi, Clay." George said quietly, stroking Dream's head.
Gold whimpered and shook. "I- I want Dad and Lem!!!"
(Bro!! I made a new Gold drawing and finally made Lem!!! But I can't share them here on my computer...) -
(oh nooo:()
Dream flushed red. “Hello-“
“Okay, okay, deep breaths,” Skeppy stood, picking Gold up with him and speeding downstairs. -
(Lem is a femboy. Pink bows, a long brown shirt. Pretty fem boy is my Lem.)
George smiled, and continued messing with Dream's hair. "Cla-ay..." He whined dragging out the name. "Why are you so handsome?"
Gold cried and sniffled into Skeppy's shoulder.
Bad glanced up when he saw Skeppy. "What happened? Is he okay?" Bad asked instantly, noticing the little hybrid curled against Skeppy.
Lem snapped to attention, but didn't speak. -
“You’re one to talk,” Dream smiled, lifting his head and pressing another kiss to George’s lips.
“He had another nightmare,” Skeppy explained, sitting on the couch. -
George blushed and smiled into the kiss. He kept his hands in Dream's hair, pulling at the little waves in the younger male's dirty blonde hair.
Gold nodded and squirmed out of Skeppy's grasp, going over to Lem. "H-hi. Can you hold me?" He asked nervously, wiping his tears away as best as he could.
Lem nodded. "Sure. Want to talk about your dream?" Xey asked quietly, very gently wiping tears off Gold's face and hissing quietly as it burned xem slightly.
Bad glanced at :Skeppy, then looked over to Gold and Lem. "Did he tell you what his dream was about or no?" -
Dream pulled away, smiling at George.
“No,” Skeppy said with a shake of his head. -
George smiled back, still playing with Dream's hair. "I love you Clay."
Gold nodded. "I- I'll talk. I will - will talk about my dream."
Lem nodded. "Hey, guys? He's gonna talk." -
“I love you too,” Dream pressed a quick kiss into his lips before pulling away, standing.
Skeppy’s head snapped over. -
George frowned and backed up a little so Dream could move. "Can we go make my flower crown now?" He asked quietly, looking up at Dream.
Gold whimpered, but kept from screaming. "It was similar to last time, except I saw who it was and where I was. I was in the prison." He swallowed and sighed, trying not to stutter. "And Dream was the one who tried to hurt me. Told me that I should feel the equal amount of pain he felt. I don't know what that meant though and it has me on edge!!" The little hybrid wailed, tears streaming down his face. -
“Of course, my dear,” Dream said, taking at George’s hand and helping him up.
Skeppy frowned, gently rubbing Gold’s back. -
George squeezed Dream's hand and smiled. "Thank you. We left the flowers outside. Can we go get some red and blue ones?"
Bad frowned. "It's okay, Gold. Dream can't hurt you here. You're okay."
Gold nodded, sniffling. "Okay. As long as he can't hurt me, it'll be okay. I just don't know what he meant by equal pain." He glanced up at the Ender boy and frowned. "Am I hurting you? With my tears?"
Lem shook xeir head. "No!! Not at all! I just want you to be okay." -
“We most certainly can,” Dream said with a nod, heading for the door before pausing. He let go of George’s hand quickly moving to grab his mask, put it on, and he went back to the door with George.
“Yeah, you’ll be okay,” Skeppy said softly. -
George smiled and laughed a little. "I forgot about the mask." He said, looking up at Dream.
Gold nodded. "I just don't know what he meant. Do any of you know?"
"Quackity tortured Dream in prison. I remember him saying that. Dream probably meant you should suffer like him, in the dream." Lem said quietly. -
“Same here,” Dream chuckled.
Skeppy frowned deeply, staying silent.
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