Blizzard & Me.
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Thread Topic: Blizzard & Me.
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Sapnap giggled a little, watching for Quackity’s reaction.
“Perfect,” Dream said, back up. -
Lem snickered, smiling. "Maybe he was."
"I most certainly was!" Gold cried.
QUackity stared at the two for a minute before playfully glaring at Karl. "Karl, I love you, very much, but - he's -it's- there's- I-" The winged man stopped, shaking his head.
"What? It's alright, he seems to be being good." Karl said quietly.
George nodded, going back to Dream's side. -
“Yeah, baby, it’ll be fine,” Sapnap said.
“Alright,” Dream took the lesser of his bows out. “I’m gonna demonstrate, and then I’ll help you get it down, okay?” -
Quackity stopped, blushing again. "You just have it out for me today..."
Karl smiled, shaking his head. "No, you just can't handle the pet names."
"Is Quackity joking around?" Gold asked in mock suprise. "Well, at least it's better than being constantly f**king angry or annoyed."
Lem sat down next to Gold, sighing softly.
George nodded, making sure to carefully watch Dream's movements. -
Sapnap gave Gold a look before looking back at Quackity.
Dream facing George, turning his head to look at the target. He took out an arrow and drew the bow, two fingers above and his pinky the arrows to keep it in place. He brought the bow up to his shoulders, and he paused a moment, lining it up before letting go of the string and watching the arrow fly directly into the bullseye. -
Gold fell silent very fast, looking away.
Quackity giggled, shaking his head. "I can too!! You won't stop it though!!"
Karl smiled, shaking his head again. "No, you're just happy about the fact that we love you and you think it's too much."
George hummed thoughtfully, nodding. "You've been doing this awhile. I can tell." -
Sapnap giggled a bit. “He’s right!”
“Mm,” Dream hummed, shrugging and handing the bow to George. “You try.” -
Quackity blushed slightly. "Shut up! Stop it! Let's just get this wedding stuff done."
Karl giggled. "As you wish." He said quietly, kissing Quackity's forehead.
George copied Dream's movements, trying his best bedfore letting go of the bowstring. The arrow hit the target, but nowhere near the bull's eye. -
Sapnap laughed a little, shaking his head.
“Okay, pretty good, but,” Dream went on the other side of George, giving him another arrow. “Hold the arrow like this, it’s much easier. The two fingers above the arrow should be at the bottom of your jawline. The wind-“ Dream held a finger out. “Is a bit to the west, so fix your aim, never aim directly for the bullseye.” -
Quackity smiled, grabbing both their hands and dragging them over to the couch. "Okay. Can we be ready, or do you two have anything else to say?" He asked his fiances, spreading his wings.
Karl giggled, shaking his head. "I don't. Just that you're beautiful."
"So like this?" George asked, adjusting the arrow to fit what Dream was telling him. -
“Yeah, and georgous,” Sapnap responded, holding in a laugh.
Dream gently grabbed George’s waist, turning him correctly and taking his wrist and moving it to his jawline. “Try.” -
Quackity groaned dramatically, throwing himself down into Sapnap's lap.
Karl giggled, sighing. "Now I think we're ready."
Lem nodded, shifting. "First, decorations. What do you have in mind? Traditional or creating your own design?"
George nodded, letting the arrow go. It hit closer to the bullseye, not on it, but close. "Was that good?" -
Sapnap laughed, gently rubbing Quackity’s back. “What’s traditional? Like, flowers?”
“Yeah, better,” Dream said with a smile. -
"Uh, like typical white. A lot of lace, white flowers, light colored decorations. So we can go original white, traditional, or we can do something out of the ordinary." Lem said quietly.
Karl glanced at Sapnap. "You did mention you don't want to have a traditional bouquet when we were looking for flowers."
George nodded, trying again. "Is this right?" He asked quietly, lining the arrow up with his jawline. -
“Yeah, I definitely don’t,” Sapnap said.
“Yep,” Dream said. “A lot of it is just practice, though.”
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