Made on: 3rd of May 2021
Published: 6th of May 2021
Suggested: Angeloffoxes08
I used Dream and Wilbur only because Techno didn't fit neatly into the story, hope that's ok!
I made Wilbur taller than Dream because ✨tall age regressors ✨ are valid. But Wilbur is like 3 inches taller.
This has age regression 🐏💙
Dream snickered as he watched Wilbur point out all the adorable, petite toys in the shop.
They had originally came here for some clothes and probably some food if they stayed long enough, but they innocently got sidetracked by the bright colours of the shop.
"Dream, look at this,"
Wilbur said bluntly, tapping him on his shoulder, pointing at one of those terribly made baby dolls directed towards little girls.
Dream hummed and made a dramatic cringe face when he saw it, the fake lashes were falling off and the baby didn't even stand upright. One of the eyes were even half-lidded.
"Does this look like a fucking child?"
Wilbur snatched the box and held it up for Dream to see, handing it to him
"It doesn't even have a red shirt, or a disc. . . nope! Not a child!"
Dream deemed, dramatically handing it back to Wilbur for him to place. Wilbur chuckled at Dream's remark and placed it back on the shelf.
"Aight, we've spent too much time here, it's almost lunch. Wanna leave now?"
Dream asked, looking at his phone for the time
11:49
"Nah, I wanna check it out a little longer, pleeeaassseeee?"
Wilbur pleaded, already knowing he won when he used his puppy eyes.
Dream huffed and tried to get the blush on his face under control, he didn't.
"Fine, just don't get lost, I'm gonna talk to the cashier,"
Dream walked off and leaving Wilbur to happily explore,
Damn extroverts
He thought to himself while looking at the toys, occasionally feeling some of the crinkly animals.
But one of them caught his eyes.
It was a majorly fluffy blue sheep. He was sure that it was the fluffiest one in the store.
It was already playing to his likes with the specific deep shading of blue, he was already teetering on the line of littlespace.
But when he buried his fingers in the soft locks, he was viciously plunged into littlespace.
He picked the sheep up and hugged it to his chest and giggling slightly.
He wants this one!
Maybe Dreamie would get it for him!
He eagerly wobbled to where he knew where his Dreamie would be, by the cashier with the weird goggles.
"Dreamie!"
Wilbur whisper-yelled, not wanting to interrupt his conversation he was having with the cashier. But he really wanted to talk to him.
Dream gasped and instantly apologized to the cashier for his sudden leave while he walked over to Wilbur, hiding in the other aisle.
"Is my Wilby small right now? Is he my little gumball right now?"
"Mhm! An' also. I found a sheep!"
Wilbur proudly held it down to Dream's height and watched as he awed at it, pleasatly surprised at his baby's choice.
"Alright, now Dreamie's gonna get it for you, but you don't wanna reveal that you're little ok? Why do we do this?"
"Because of the mean people?"
"Correct little baby! So smart!"
Wilbur giggled as he felt Dream thread his arms through his hair and slightly tug him back to the cashier.
Wilbur was nicely oblivious to the predicament and Dream had an awkward smile on his face while putting the sheep in front of the cashier.
But the cashier looked mildly amused at the situation.
"It's completely fine dude, my friend regresses all the time,"
The cashier waved their worries off, goggles tilting slightly on his head.
A light flush accompanied Dream's smile as he huffed out a sigh of relief and began to make small talk while the cashier scolded the scanner for taking so long to scan the price tag.
Wilbur was feeling ditzy, content in his own little world.
"Alright, have fun with whatever ya'll do!"
The cashier smiled kindly at them while they walked out.
Dream's hand was latched onto Wilbur's and Wilbur was hugging the sheep tightly. Beyond pleased.
"Button, how 'bout we go home? Hm? We already have everything we need,"
Dream posed it as if it was a question but it was more of a notifying statement and Wilbur was happy to comply.
They walked out to their car, and usually Wilbur would be in front but now he was in the back.
Cramped up, a little bit uncomfortable, cuddling with the sheep. Falling asleep on the comfy cushioning.
╭┈─────── ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-
╰┈➤ ❝Back at home ❞
Dream was now carrying Wilbur out of the car, it was an awkward angle since he had to juggle holding Wilbur and the sheep. He doesn't know why he didn't do two trips.
He placed him down in their bedroom, kissing his head delicately and hesitantly placing the sheep next to him, he doesn't know whether or not he will wake up little or big.
Now, he was tasked with carrying out the groceries they had previously gotten before going to the mall. Groaning to himself dramatically when he realized that he would have to put these all away.
Be an adult. They say
It's not that bad. They say.
It's not bad. . . it's horrific.
Dream made only one trip, because he is surprisingly strong for a minecraft youtuber and carefully placed them where they needed to be, being accompanied by Patches for about a few minutes.
Little did he know when he was just about down with the groceries, just packing the reusable bag away, Wilbur was awake.
Wilbur's happy mood was washed away when he woke up and realized that Dream wasn't with him. He wanted to cuddle with Dream.
He cuddled himself closer to the sheep, the sheep was his friend but the sheep wasn't as nice and cuddly as Dream. But it did smell like pine, so that was a plus.
He's going to find Dream!
He wobbled out of the bed and held 'Friend' close to his chest, using it as a little shield if any monsters come for him!
"Aww bunny, what're you doing out of bed?"
Dream asked, while he swooped him in his arms, barely breaking a sweat.
Dream may be shorter but he was much stronger than Wilbur.
"'m wanted to find you, wanted huggies,"
Wilbur whined, stuffing the sheep in Dream's face,
"Friend wants huggies too,"
Wilbur smiled when he saw Dreamie's shoulders shake with laughter, the richness of it spilling out.
"Well, you and Friend can have huggies, when we finish showering and cooking."
"But-but! That'll take soooo long!"
Wilbur whined, pressing his head at Friend's back and pushing against it.
"Well, that's the plan babes. We gotta do it,"
All that got was a pained whine from Wilbur.
Word Count: 1148
Part 2?