George smiled as he sat in the shade, watching the three pups as they played in the sand.
"Cute." He giggled, watching as zuma dug in the sand.
"Careful Elio"
Zuma dug in the sand, tallie and Elio trying to help... but Elio kept falling into the hole- cause tallie kept shoving him.
Elio whined as he tried crawling out, but was stuck- covered in sand.
"Mama- Elio fell again..." zuma whined, looking over at George.
"Help..?"
George couldn't help but laugh, watching Elio trying to get out of the small hole... he was the runt put of the three after all.
"Careful Elio, that's your third time falling." He picked up the pup and placed Elio next to tallie.
"You don't want sand in your eyes."
Dream would be laughing his head off if he was here.. but he wasn't, he was probably in his office planning his next mission.
Zuma continued digging.. he didn't know why- but he just was, it was fun to dig in the sand with his siblings... other then when Elio falls in.
George glanced back at the mansion... huh- this seems... bigger.
"I never noticed the mansion."
( picture this but much much bigger near a beach- I couldn't find any photos I liked.)
George looked down at the beach, seeing Karl and Sapnap having a nice time in the water... he didn't want to ruin that.
"Are you three hungry." He looked at the three.
"We can go get food.."
Zuma looked over, nodding.
"Hungry..." he frowned, he was quite hungry- same with tallie and Elio.
George carefully picked up the baby pups, resting them on his shoulders.. even if it did hurt his burns- he had to feed them.
"Let's go zuma." He nudged his head.
"Let's find something for you too eat."
Zuma stood up, walking over to George.
"Okay mama.." he smiled, grasping onto his hoodie rim.
"I follow.."
George soon walked off, zuma following after him- well holding onto him.
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George walked around the mansion, trying to find where the hell the kitchen was.
"What the hell, where is the kitchen??" He looked around... this place was a maze.
"God... I hate this place."
Zuma was equally lost, he doesn't know where anything is.
"Mama... where are we?" He looked at all the furniture.
"I have no clue.." George continued walking- where the hell was the kitchen???
"Wait-" he quickly walked through a doorway, finding the kitchen.
"Here we are! Finally we found the kitchen."
Elio and tallie both whined, looking over George's shoulder.
Zuma quickly followed after George, having a happy gasp.. finally-
George walked over and placed the two baby pups on the lounger.
"Wait here while i make some food." He hummed.
"Can you watch your siblings zuma..? I just need to make food"
"Okay mama" Zuma nodded, smiling happily as he pulled himself onto the lounger.
"I'll watch them mama.." he sat next to them.
George smiled as he walked towards the kitchen.
"Let's see what we have." He grabbed a few apples- maybe he can make apple slices and peanut butter.
"These will work just fine"
He thought he could cut a few apples up and give them to the pups, and probably make a snack for Dream as well, make him in a better mood.
George looked around the kitchen, finding an apple corer and knife eventually.
"Here we go!" He began to core the apples, placing the cores on a towel.
"God he has everything here."
He sliced them up and placed them on two different plates- organizing the two plates.
"There." George put more apple slices on the other plate- Dream would have a bigger appetite then zuma.
"Now.. where did Dream put there bottles." He glanced around, seeing the bottles.
"There.. thankfully he put them somewhere I'd find them"
He grabbed them and began making the drink for the younger pups- filling them with milk and heating it up.
"Zuma- would you like peanut butter with your apple slices...?" George looked over at zuma, shaking the two bottles before placing them in the microwave.... God- who knew taking care of pups was hard.
"Yes please mama." Zuma nodded, sitting on the lounger happily.
"I want peanut!" He gasped, looking over at George.
George hummed as he took the bottles out of the microwave, giving the bottles too the pups right after.
"I'll be back with yours zuma." He walked over, opening a cupboard, grabbing the peanut butter.
"Oh, that was easy."
He scooped some out and placed it on the plate, making sure there is an even amount.
"Zumie, do you want to give this to your father..?" George walked over, handing the plate to zuma.
"You can ask if he wants to play"
"Okay mama!" Zuma knew where dreams office was, so it would be easy.
"I'll bring food to daddy!" He held the plate, smiling happily.
"Alright, let him know we are in the kitchen." George Ruffled zumas hair, hopefully the blonde listens and gets out of his study's.
.: zuma and Dream POV :.
Zuma wandered down the hall, holding the plate in his hands... hopefully Dream is in a better mood now.
"Daddy..?" He noticed the office door was open.
He poked his head in, looking around at the office... but before he walked in, someone spoke up.
(Office)
"Where is it???" Dream looked in different boxes, stressing out.
"Come on.. I can't have lost it."
"Dude.. calm down." Punz huffed, looking at Dream.
"Phil's family is out getting more food now- and everyone else but Karl and Sapnap are getting more furniture, you don't need to stress."
"I can't help it Punz." Dream ran his fingers through his hair, looking out the window.
"I'm trying to get business working again as I have the end of the week before I have to go to the Casino to meet some people about shipments.... And everyone is scattered everywhere."
"Have you tried asking George?" Punz cocked a brow, crossing his arms.
"You can always talk to hi-"
"I tried once he woke up- but he was quite mad at me, which was understandable at that time." Dream took a deep breath, looking at his work.
"But the second time I got really frustrated and I came off too aggressive- I pulled him off the ground and I didn't have the patients to listen."
"So both of you are whining." Punz had an unimpressed look.
"Well- he has the right not to help me after what I did." Dream sighed, looking at the paper work on his desk.
"I did ignore him when he tried talking to me and I just drugged him to sleep."
Punz stared at Dream.
"You did what.." he blinked, did Dream really put George to sleep.
"Jesus dude-"
"I know- he has a right to be pissed off at me, but he didn't give me much of a choice.. he wouldn't get out of the car." Dream leaned forward, resting his hands on the desk.
"I had too."
"Damn- you owe him one hell of an apology." Punz laughed, shaking his head.
"Take a break and go talk to him." He made his way back towards the door.
Zuma looked up, seeing Punz.
Punz blinked- seeing the pup.
"And spend time with your kids." He pat the top of zumas head before leaving.
Dream was puzzled but just stared at his work, reading through it.
"I'll see.."
"Daddy..?" Zuma looked over once Punz left, seeing the stressed alpha.
Dream looked over, seeing zuma.
"What are you doing in here zuma..?" He spoke in a soft tone.
"I thought you were with your mom."
"Mama made you apple slices!" Zuma held the plate up to Dream.
"With.. pe-peanu-peanut butter!" He smiled- holding it up.
Dream softly smiled, taking the plate from zuma.
"Thank you zuma." He placed it on his desk, grabbing a slice and handing it to zuma.
"Here you go."
Zuma gladly took the slice.
"Will you come play..?" He frowned, looking up at Dream.
"Please... mama wants you too"
Dream glanced around his office, as much as he needed to work and unpack his office- he has to eventually make up with George.
"In a bit." He frowned.
Zuma whined.
"You always say that.." he looked down, holding the apple slice.
"Please...?"
Dream sighed.
"Okay." He nodded, picking up his plate.
"Take me wherever you wanna go."
Zuma grasped dreams hand, tugging at him.
"Come" he smiled happily.
I guess he has to make up with George now.
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