Tokophobia ➸ dreamwastaken

20

Six days and twelve hours. That's how long Bubblez has spent with Dream in Florida. Coincidentally, four days and 5 hours were how long it's been since Bubblez realized she was helpless crushing on a faceless minecrafter.

Each day Bubblez and Dream would make homemade dinner. Well, to be fair it was more Bubblez teaching him how to cook the meal and him helping with the smaller aspects. They had ordered food for lunch and other meals, but never dinner. It was an unspoken rule amongst themselves.

The funny thing about Bubblez's and Dream's relationship of sorts was several unspoken rules developed over the past few days. When it's time to wind down for the night, convene in the living room and watch a movie. Every other night it's your time to wash dishes. If Patches crawls on you, you stay put no matter where on what. Kisses on the forehead are when you are proud of the other-

Kisses on the forehead are when you are proud of the other?

Kisses on the forehead are when you are proud of the other.

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A loud groan came from the direction from Dream huddled over his computer. Bubblez was sprawled on the floor of his office. Stopping her scrolling to cast a glance at him. His hair was tousled and on a bright red screen read 'you died, respawn?'

"All good over there?" She asked sitting up to see better.

Dream shook his head and respawned, "My first MCC is in just a few hours and I can't get this stupid parkour jump."

Getting up from her spot on the floor, with some struggle because of her bump, she waddled her way to his chair. He was struggling on a yellow-colored section. It had one block of yellow jumps with a black parachute on the top? Like an umbrella topping, she was not quite sure. To be fair she had never participated in MCC all she had ever done was be in the same office as Wilbur when he played or watched with the Soot House members in a watch party. They had watch parties with Soot House members every MCC, it was a tradition to watch Wilburs POV.

Bubblez watched over his shoulder as he failed once again. Leaning against the back of the gaming chair, "Try sprint jumping when you get to the third jump, you are trying to crouch."

Dream slammed a fist down onto his desk, putting his head in his hands. He was genuinely getting worked up over this jump. "Do it again." She comments.

Dream does and fails again.

"Again."

Fails.

"Again."

Fail.

"You went back to crouch jumping. Again."

Fail.

Dream lets out a sigh, turning his head towards her with an exasperated look. She looked down at him softly, "You got this, again."

Fail, but he overwalks it meaning he had it but just kept sprinting. Dream freezes mouse hovering over the respawn button. He whips his head back and looks at her with wide eyes. She sent him a soft smile. She reaches up and pets his head, "See you had it, Do it again." She decides not to comment on how he leaned into her hand and she gave him a head pat.