It's midday at the Dream Team household. Sapnap and Dream are streaming lore on the Dream SMP. They invited George to join, but of course he turned the offer down. He's not into the lore stuff. He isn't the best at acting. Plus with Dream's character in jail, they couldn't fuck around the server. Sure, Sapnap is fun to play with, but the others usually just end up killing his character and stealing his things. It's an ongoing cycle. He chooses to stay away from it.
George sprawls out over the huge comfy couch. He should be editing his new video for his channel. Both Dream and Sapnap have constantly been on his ass about it. No matter how much begging and bribing his boyfriend, he still ends up having to edit it himself. Dream left him a list of exactly how to edit it. Which is helpful! Don't get him wrong, but he doesn't want to do it. He's obviously a very busy man. He doesn't have two hours to spend editing.
He flips between channels on the television. The male isn't too invested in watching anything, but he likes having it on for background noise. George has Dream's stream up on his phone, glancing at it every so often. Nothing too interesting is happening since he's in an obsidian room with Sam. Probably abusing him again like Quackity does, he assumes hearing his boyfriend yelling in pain.
The remote falls out of his hand as soon as he finds a random channel playing Harry Potter. It's definitely one of his comfort shows to watch. Him and Sapnap will binge watch it till the next morning many nights in a row while Dream sleeps. He crawls over to the other end of the couch, happily curling up with Patches. The kitty purrs as the male suddenly joins her in her couch spot. Her little face buries in his chest while he runs his fingers gently through her fluffy fur. Patches reminds him so much of his old cat, however she's much cuddlier and will gladly listen to his rants about her owner. She cuddles up against his torso, purring away loudly. George coos at her adorable act. The more he strokes her fur, the louder she purrs.
He lays his head down on the arm of the couch to rest. His fingers became lost in her thick fur. Dream's loud screams of fear continue to erupt from his phone. If he didn't know he is streaming, he would've fully believed he's dying. He hums quietly to Patches. Almost trying to mimic her purrs.
His eyes begin to fall closed as he watches his show. Dream would be busy for a while longer.. He's got some time for a nap. George thinks to himself as a yawn escapes his mouth. The soft rumbles of her content purrs against his chest are able to lull George into a light sleep.
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"Listen man, I love you. But you need to stay here. It's for the best. Maybe.. maybe if you behave really well for Sam, you can get out. For now you need to stay here. You really fucked up out there. Not just to Tommy, but to all of us." Sapnap speaks in a low voice. The green character on his screen stays motionless with his book in hand. Dream writes something in his book before placing it away in his chest. The youngest watches the mute boy pace his cell more, waiting to see if he would respond to him. Instead, he sees him grab the clock from the frame and throw it into the lava.
"No! Dream-!" Sapnap groans at the brief sight of the clock burning up in cartoon flames before disappearing. "See, you're not behaving. Sam isn't going to give you another clock if you keep it up." He sighs, getting punched from the other. An uncomfortable silence fills the call after that.
The two characters stand in front of each other for some time. Sapnap clears his throat and shouts for Sam to tell him he's ready to leave. Dream goes back to pacing his prison cell. Seeming as it's the only thing he can do to entertain himself in a cell. He truly feels bad for the depressed boy. Constantly being abused in his cell then left alone for days without interaction. But he deserves to be there. It's all his fault anyway. Sam instructs the boy what to do to leave. Sapnap bids his last farewell to Dream. His character only stares at him. Then Sapnap's character is teleported to Sam in the entrance room.
Dream ends his stream once Sapnap leaves the voice chat. His scene is finally complete. The long-awaited stream is finished now. He raids Sam with his Twitch watchers before leaning back in his chair with a sigh. The others don't have much script left. He knows as soon as Sapnap is done, he'd come to his room for praise. Typical of the boy after any lore stream. Dream never minded praising the boy and talking about their roleplaying. Seeing the smile on Sapnap's face always brightened the mood.
Dream tosses his headphones onto his desk. He has to admit, being in the prison is a boring stream in itself, but when someone actually comes to visit him, he's got to show his stream. Plus he enjoys raiding his friends with the viewers.
Sapnap comes barreling into the male's room with a stupid grin on his face. He must've completed his stream too. "Dreaaam! That was so good! My chat was so excited and sad and confused all at the same time!" He laughs, tugging at the blonde boy's arm to stand up. Dream gives in, letting himself be yanked into a standing position for the other to latch onto.
"It was pretty good! You're such a great actor, you know? I'm sure you loved scolding canon Dream." He teases, wrapping his arms around the shorter male. Sapnap is quick to hug him back. He nods his head eagerly against his chest. Of course he had fun with it! It's the only time he is allowed to now!
Sapnap really enjoys lore. He loves to watch the chat freak out over every little thing. Especially over his dramatic acting! The two stay hugging for a short while before pulling away.
They decide to check on George. Both boys expected him to finally be editing his video since the other two were too busy to pay attention to him. Alas, his bedroom is cold, dark, and empty. His computer hasn't even been turned on. Sapnap frowns in anger. He just had a conversation with the boy about editing today. The video's been left for months at this point. He's gotten a full step by step guide on how to edit it, thanks to Dream. Why is he so lazy?
Dream leads Sapnap to the bottom floor. The living room is dark. The only light emitting is from the television. George must've gotten annoyed with the sun shining through the windows as they have been clipped shut. The light from the TV shines on his sleeping figure. His arm drapes over Patches. Dream raises an eyebrow at the sight. Sure, he looks absolutely precious with his cat, but there he is being a procrastinator once again. Sapnap glances up at Dream. A visible sign of disappointment is written on his face. All this boy does is sleep it seems.
"Can I please yell at him? I won't punish him, but please let me scold. You can even watch me!" Sapnap pleads. He knows Dream hates scolding George about things. Sapnap is already ready for an argument. George begins to stir at the sound of the voices near him. Both boys glance over to see him slowly waking up. His eyes flutter open, peeking out at his surroundings. Dream sighs, urging the shorter boy to scold him. He doesn't have the heart to yell at his boyfriend. George has a way of making Dream feel guilty for yelling at him.
"George, what happened to editing? Didn't we talk about this?" Sapnap begins as George sits up from the couch. He rubs his palms against his sleep filled eyes. His mind is a little foggy. Not a bad fog though, a comforting one. George glances up at Sapnap with a confused expression. Dream looms in the background, cautiously watching the interaction. He's ready to jump in incase things escalate. The look on George's face tells him he's ready to argue too.
"Listen, I told you I wasn't going to. Since you're so adamant about it, you do it for me. I'll pay you." George grins, stretching his limbs out. "Plus! I already did but someone didn't like it!" He huffs, glaring at Dream. Dream never said he didn't like it. It could've been better of course. Which is why he offered the list to help him know what to fix.
"Then upload it! He told you what he would change to make it better. They are suggestions, George." Sapnap tries to explain to the man. Reasoning with him is near impossible when it comes to editing. They'd know since it takes him months to upload a 15 minute video. His past five videos were edited by Dream. George stands himself from the couch, walking over to the shorter male. He jabs his finger into Sapnap's chest.
"I said it already. I'm not saying it again. Edit it for me. I don't ask you for much. Cmon Pandas~." Sapnap glances back at Dream in disbelief. He must be hearing things. George did not just talk back to him. That's ridiculous. Dream gives him a small shrug and looks away. George is looking for a fight. Dream isn't going to involve himself. He knows it won't be good for anyone to involve himself.
Sapnap slaps George's hand off his chest. He glares at the slightly taller male. It's just a video! This boy is beyond lazy and pathetic. He doesn't do anything all day yet claims himself to be too busy to work on videos. If he's not sleeping, he's bothering Dream and demanding all of his attention.
George snickers when he realizes he's getting under his skin. He leans in close to the other male's face. Merely inches away from each other. Dream almost thought he was about to kiss the other. A look of disgust takes over his features. The oldest boy teasingly taps the shorter male's nose with his finger.
"What are you gonna do, huh? You can't do shit anymore." George gathers saliva in his mouth, spitting in the shorter male's face. Dream gasps at his boyfriend's action. The look on Sapnap's face is scary. Anger begins to rise in his chest. Before Dream could step between them, Sapnap grips George's shirt collar. He yanks him back down to his height. The glob of saliva drips down his cheek.
"Listen here, idiot! I fucking told you to edit your stupid video so YOU would make profit! This shit isn't for me! Stop being a lazy motherfucker and edit your fucking video! Neither Dream or I are doing that bullshit for you anymore!" The male is livid. George has one of the easiest jobs in the world and he refuses to do it. Like a completely spoiled brat. Dream or Sapnap always end up editing it for him. In a fit of rage, he tosses the boy onto the ground with a loud thud. George hits the hardwood floor with a pained groan. His head bounces off the ground. Sapnap wipes the dripping spit off his face with his shirt.
"Stop being a god damn brat for once in your life, George. I don't know who you think you're talking to, but that behavior better stop now." He nudges the male with his foot. "Go to your room. We can talk again when you're less of a brat." Dream stands back, a little surprised how Sapnap is handling the disobedient boy. Aside from throwing him to the ground, he actually took care of the situation decently well.
Sapnap tugs his hoodie off, huffing and repeatedly wiping his face with the cotton cloth. He feels horribly disgusted. Of all the things George has done out of retaliation, spitting on him is definitely the worst. Luckily for him though, this just means he gets to witness a harsher punishment from Dream.
George whimpers, a sudden cloud of fog overtaking his mind. He tries to shake it away as he stands up unsteadily. He can't regress now! They would judge him! Especially Sapnap! Instead of going toward the stairs, the boy shuffles himself past Sapnap. His head knocks against Dream's chest.
"Oh what's this act?" Dream chuckles to himself. "You went from being a brat to needing cuddles so quick?" The younger man plants a few kisses to the top of his head. George could only whine at him. His brain refuses to form words for him to say. Whines and whimpers are all he can manage. Dream turns the sulky male toward the staircase, patting his ass to prod him that way.
"Timeout, go on. We'll be up there soon." George glares back at the two men. If he's gonna go, he's gotta make sure he lets everyone know he isn't happy about it. The older man stomps his way toward the stairs. On his way, he throws pillows onto the ground and kicks them in opposite directions. His childish act raises confusion to the boys. They couldn't understand why he's acting out so badly. George finally stomps his way to his bedroom before slamming his door closed.
Sapnap let's out a heavy sigh and rubs his face with his hands. It's like dealing with a toddler sometimes. A grown, bratty toddler. George is used to being spoiled and things constantly going his way. Dream slings his arm over the male's shoulders as a sort of comfort. This is the bare minimum he's had to deal with. George is unfiltered when it comes to being with Dream. He's had to suffer through much worse. However he knows he can be stressful the first few times handling him by oneself.
"I'm proud of how you handled him at the end. But preferably next time, don't throw him onto the floor. You're the bigger man here." Dream lands a light warning slap on the shorter male's ass. He probably deserved being thrown, but he's still his sensitive boyfriend. Sapnap flinches a little at the smack. Definitely not expecting it. He nods in understanding. He really couldn't believe the oldest spat on his face. All of this over a video. Hopefully some time alone to reflect his actions will be helpful.
The boys get to work fixing the pillows back on the couch. Briefly conversing about how to punish George later.
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Meanwhile in George's room, the boy lays on his stomach. His face buried deep into his pillow as a certain familiar fog continues to bombard his mind. He can feel himself slipping. It's frustrating to him. His small mind tries to overpower his big mind. As a general rule, no matter how much George tries to force it away, it manages to show itself. Everything is overwhelming to him in the between stages of slipping and not slipping.
Comfort is really all he can ask for right now. He kicks his legs against the bed in anger. It's so stupid! He wants Dream! But Dream is mad! Sapnap too! They both hate him so much! No one could ever love George. George is.. bad! Worst boy! They are going to leave him for being so bad! These scary thoughts fill his head. Finally letting the said fog take over. In his last attempt to avoid slipping, the male squeezes his eyes shut, desperately trying to think of things to counter his headspace. Nothing is working. He's getting worked up for failure.
If Dream were with him, he would be disappointed in George for attempting to mask his headspace. He knows it hurts him to fight regression. They have a mutual rule if George feels any regression come to his mind to inform either Dream or Sapnap. The two males immediately know what to do to make slipping easy and less painful if he's stuck or fighting it back. But he's in timeout. He doesn't want to risk getting more punishment later. So he will slip by himself for the first time in nearly a year.
His body eventually falls still. The boy has let himself completely slip. His breathing evens out slowly as everything becomes much softer. The next time he opens his eyes, everything is different. The atmosphere feels lighter. It's like he feels carefree. No adult stresses weighing on his chest. He peeks his head up from his pillow.
Where's Dweam and Sappy? Why is he alone in his room? But most importantly.. Where is his stuffie?! George rubs away forming tears in his eyes as he sits up carefully. The Little sniffles to himself as he takes a quick glance around the room for his missing comfort item.
As if they knew, there's a gentle knock on his door. George glances at the two males when they walk in his room. There they are! His favorite people! Dada- erm.. Dweam and Sappy! They didn't forget George! The boy rubs his sleeves over his eyes again. Dream sits down beside him, stroking his large hand down his spine. The oldest boy crawls himself into his boyfriend's lap for snuggles. Dream could tell something is off. George doesn't normally climb into his lap like this. Usually the taller man has to force him to sit on his lap.
"Cmon George, are you ready to talk yet? We need to talk about punishment too." Sapnap speaks, setting down the wooden spoon Dream chose to use as his spanking tool onto the nearby nightstand. George turns his head to see Sapnap. His mind is too fuzzy to understand what Sapnap says. He could tell he's talking but words aren't comprehending in his brain right now. He nuzzles his cheek against Dream's shoulder.
An incoherent babble escapes the boy's mouth as he flops onto his back. His head barely made it onto the pillow. Dream immediately glances at the older male who's still halfway on his lap. Sapnap practically freezes in place at the babble. Did they hear that? The two stay silent, waiting for George to make another noise.
George notices the two staring at him, slipping his thumb into his mouth for comfort. It's been over a month since the boy involuntarily regressed. They must say he is always so incredibly adorable when little. Sapnap is quick to hide the spoon behind him so the Little couldn't see it. Remembering how sensitive George can be when in headspace. Spankings scared the Little so badly. They always lock up and hide any tool for him to not be able to find.
"George? Age check?" Dream asks in a whisper to check if the boy really slipped or not. Those two words are supposed to be recognized no matter how old he falls. They use it to basically prepare themselves and know how to treat the boy. The older he is, the less they need to be gentle with. The younger he is, both men are on their toes to cater to all his needs. George raises his hand in the air, showing just two fingers. Sapnap feels his heart soften at the sight. But now they have to wait until he is big again to punish him. They've learned little George has absolutely no memory of what he'd done while big.
They made a promise if George ever slips, no matter the circumstances, he is not allowed to be spanked. It would only add to his high stress levels. Depending on his age, they can usually find ways to work around punishment anyway. George is an expert at avoiding punishment too. All he has to do is ask for cuddles or give his big puppy dog eyes. They melt at the sight each time.
"Oh gosh, what a tiny little boy." Dream coos, reaching into the nearby nightstand drawer to find a pacifier. They don't typically mind him sucking on his thumb. Dream gives it to the boy early on in regression to help him fully slip and feel comfortable about it. George bursts into a giggling fit as his thumb slowly is guided from his mouth and replaced with a simple blue pacifier.
"I'm going to get him changed into his little boy clothes. Can you make the living room baby friendly? Please and thank you." The taller boy speaks, really just wanting to have a few moments alone with George. Sapnap hums in agreement. He is awfully excited to see little George. Sure they are both his caregivers but secretly he knows George prefers him since they always play together. He looks forward to playing with the overgrown toddler instead of witnessing him be spanked. Sapnap sneaks out of the room to fix up the living room.
Dream sighs softly. Some guilt eats him up for not recognizing his slip sooner. No wonder he was acting out so badly. He was trying to express his feelings in a way only a toddler would know. A tantrum. It's exactly what happened. He glances down at the little boy, meeting such innocent dark brown eyes staring back at him. George couldn't help but giggle behind his pacifier at the sudden attention. He tugs his shirt up over his face to hide.
The taller male chuckles as he leans down to playfully kiss his now exposed tummy. George gasps, his eyes widen at the ticklish kisses trailing up to just below his rib cage. Dream pulls the shirt away from the little boy's face, mumbling "boo!" as he did. Loud squeals erupt from the boy. Peek a boo is one of his favorite games when he's this young. He's not sure if it's them hiding their faces or the way they yell "boo!" when they show their face that makes it so exciting to him. Whatever it is, a good game of peek a boo certainly makes him unbelievably happy.
George lets himself be laid down on his bed for Dream to change his clothes. He doesn't want to be in icky big boy clothing anymore. It's too scratchy and not nearly as fun as wearing soft footie pajamas. With Halloween right around the corner, Dream decides to dress the boy in his candy corn dinosaur onesie. He hums as he gathers it out from the bottom dresser drawer. When he turned to face the boy again, George was holding his toes in his hands. He rolls side to side on his back.
"Georgie baby, I need to dress you, silly boy. How can daddy dress you if you're wiggling all over the place?" There's that word. That word that instantly causes a bright red blush to appear across his face. George squeaks in embarrassment, hiding his face in his shirt again. Dream takes the opportunity to slip the shirt completely off the boy's body before working to remove his jeans. The oldest boy wiggles around in an attempt to make removing his jeans difficult. However Dream is more than used to tugging his jeans off even while squirming.
"Is this boy little enough for a pullup or are your big boy boxers okay?" He pats his hip lightly. Sapnap enters the bedroom again after finishing setting up the living room safely so George can play freely. When George doesn't respond to his question, Dream reaches under the bed for a small box. It contains pullups, baby powder, wipes, and cream. For the rare occasions George stays in headspace an entire day, they decided pullups could be helpful to avoid embarrassment if he loses control. A day like today it's a pretty good possibility.
George quickly closes his legs, whining loudly as he sees the box. There's nothing to be ashamed of since both boys have seen him naked on multiple occasions. Little George doesn't care about nudity but he does care about being in a pullup. He's only a toddler, he wants to be up and playing! Not waiting for Mr Slowpoke to dress him.
The process doesn't take long. Dream removes his boxers and replaces the said garment with a comfy pullup with Mickey Mouse characters on the front. It goes a bit rough since George continues to keep his legs closed or randomly kick at him. The boys manage to help the wiggling boy into his candy corn dinosaur onesie finally. Several playful tummy pats later and George is ready to play!
Sapnap attaches George's pacifier to a clip so he won't lose it while playing. Dream scoops the male in his arms to carry to the living room. George's small frame fits perfectly in Dream's arms. With George being so light and tiny, his boyfriend is able to carry him with ease when he's too young to walk on his own. Sapnap follows behind the two, making funny faces at George to make him laugh.
"Mickey Mickey!" George spits out his pacifier, thankful his clip caught it before it hit the floor. Sapnap has Mickey Mouse Clubhouse on the television for him. Toys lay out all over the foam mat floor. They always take extra precautions while letting George play. The last thing they want is for him to get hurt. He's set down onto the floor.
George coos at the sight of his toys surrounding him. So many options to play with! He couldn't choose which one he wanted to play with first. Sapnap sits down with him on the floor, shaking his rattle bunny at him. Dream hums as he returns into the room where the two play with a sippy cup full of water. He flops himself down on the couch to watch them enjoy themselves with the mess of toys.
"Look who I have, baby!" Sapnap picks up his beloved kitty plush. The plush is his first ever stuffie Dream bought for him when he told him about headspace. Immediately he knew he could trust Dream being in littlespace freely. That kitty plush is his everything now. George makes grabby hands for it. Sapnap settles it in his hands carefully. He presses his plush against his chest for a tight hug. He missed her so much! She makes everything better! They have to hide her in his toy box since she is an easy trigger item for the Little to slip. Not all the time does he want to be regressed.
Shrieks of laughter and squeals bounce off the walls as both boys play. George crawls around, making sure to stay on the alphabet tile mat where it is safe for him to crawl on. The carpet doesn't feel too good on his palms. He crawls on over to Dream to be rescued from Sapnap's tickles. All signs of anger disappeared from Sapnap's face. As if nothing happened earlier. Just happily playing with his little boy.
Dream isn't much help as Sapnap sneaks his arms around his tiny waist and pulls him back from the tall male. George wiggles in his hold. He has to admit, George is so much fun to play with in littlespace. When he's in an older headspace, the two often pretend to wrestle. Or in other words let little George believe he is strong enough to overtake Sapnap in a fight. At his current age, most of their play is either with his sensory toys or his caregiver tickling him to death.
The boys continue to play until dinner time. They're both worn out from messing around. Sapnap heads to the kitchen to make up some boxed Mac n cheese for them. It's an easy meal and safe for George to eat as well while so small. Dream holds George on his lap, letting him drink his water from his sippy cup while watching Mickey Mouse. He's pretty drained out of energy from playing and being tickled so much.
While his caregiver has him distracted, he does a very quick, inconspicuous wetness check. Pretending to shift him on his lap he feels the crotch of the little boy's pullup. No matter the age, George becomes so shy from anything related to being in a pullup. Changes, checks, bum pats, everything! He can't help but whine shyly. The little boy sets his sippy cup aside as he stands up from Dream's lap. He eagerly runs himself to the kitchen to find his other caregiver.
"Sap! Baby's in the kitchen." The male calls out to warn the other. He shakes his head at the little boy making a run for the kitchen. Making a mental note to change his pullup after dinner. George waddles himself into the kitchen, holding the wall for support as he walks. He's always such a curious boy in littlespace. Especially when one of his caregivers is working on making food. Sapnap spins around on his heels. Thankfully he baby proofed the kitchen earlier, nothing could hurt George. However it's still his job to make sure he's safe.
Fast little feet come running in his direction. Sapnap scoops him up in his arms before he could run into the stove. His only hazard right now is the boiling pot of water. George clings onto Sapnap happily. For someone shorter than the little boy himself, Sapnap is seriously glad he's strong. If he weren't, he couldn't carry George. Dream is normally who carries him, but sometimes Sapnap needs to if the other caregiver isn't available.
George lays his head on the other's shoulder. Very contently laying there as Sapnap continues to cook for them. He hums quietly as he sways with the boy in his arms. As soon as the water finally begins to boil, he pours the box of macaroni into it. He covers the pot with the lid before stepping back. His little boy babbles nonsense to himself quietly. Sapnap hums as he listens to all the silly words and sounds coming from the boy's mouth. None of them made sense, but George loves to talk absolute nonsense. Little or not. He's constantly making noises.
Dream makes a brief appearance after tidying up the living room and its mess of toys. George seems comfortable being with Sapnap so he definitely won't interfere letting the other caregiver have some quality baby time. He figures he could at least help set up George's adaptable high chair.
There's not too much needed to set it up. It's basically just a slightly taller chair with a safety belt and connectable tray. It's made convenient for them to easily store away discreetly and when needed, helps George stay seated. Without the belt or tray, feeding George would be near impossible.
Dinner passes by smoothly. Dream gave himself a big scoop of the Mac n cheese, feeding every other spoonful to George. Sapnap spilled a handful of goldfish crackers on his tray for the boy to munch on as well as play with them if he wanted. The little boy accepts every spoonful given to him. Making only a little fuss when they encourage him to drink his juice too. He's not a bad boy though, so eventually he gives into drinking his yummy drink.
After dinner, Sapnap carries George to Dream's bedroom for a change and to clean up for bedtime. Dream stays downstairs to wash dishes. They try to give George equal caregiver time so he can feel comfortable with either of them. It was a worry in the past that he would prefer Dream since they are dating. But with enough time spent together, George loves them both equally as caregivers. Sapnap usually gets most play time out of him, while Dream gets him at bedtime when he's most cuddly.
George is set down on Dream's bed. A familiar small box comes into his view again. Whines echo around the room as he rolls around to avoid changing. But similar to Dream, Sapnap is used to undressing the squirming boy. He unzips his onesie open. The little boy buries his face in his kitty plush. His legs are guided out of the footie pajamas to make changing easier. In an attempt to soothe him, Sapnap takes the pacifier hanging by the clip on his onesie and presses it into the male's mouth.
Dream enters his bedroom with a half full bottle of warm angel milk in hand. George is evidently in discomfort. Tears begin to flood his eyes. Sapnap eventually tugs his wet pullup off, tossing it away in the nearby trash.
"Don't cry little one, he's almost done. Then we can watch Paw Patrol until you fall asleep hmm? How does that sound?" The blond boy says to distract George as Sapnap changes him. It seems to work for the most part. His tears slowly dissipate into nothing. The next time he looks down at the other male, he's placing a kiss onto his tummy before zipping his onesie back up. The comfy, dry padding is already in place. Dream tugs him into his lap for his bottle. He only made half a bottle since he just ate. The last thing they want is to have George sick.
He cradles him against his chest, holding his head up at an angle for him to slowly drink his warm milk happily.
By the end of the night, George had gone big again. All the previous stress has vanished. He feels so much better. It really was a long needed and deserved slip. George lays in Dream's arms. His face buried into the man's hoodie. The younger of the two rhythmically pats his lower back to lull him to sleep. He is afraid to tell Dream he's no longer little. He knows a short spanking session is in his near future for misbehaving earlier. He hopes if he avoids telling him he's big now, he won't have to get them before bedtime. For now, he is putting on an act to pretend to be little. It's not too difficult since they're just cuddling.
Dream frequently checks to see if the boy is sleeping yet. His pats turn into gentle rubs, testing to see if it could help him sleep better. George isn't tired at all though. Little him usually falls asleep right after his milk bottle. This is big George now. He isn't sleepy.
In fact even Dream manages to fall asleep before him. He's caged in his arms securely even while he snoozes. George hums softly, letting the male sleep. He had just as an eventful day as himself.
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George wakes up early the next morning to edit his video. He figures maybe he would get out of punishment if he did finally edit it. Dream and Sapnap stay asleep till later in the morning. It's safe to say they are both very amazed to see "GeorgeNotFound has uploaded a new video!" YouTube notification on their phones. Maybe they should encourage regression more often if it brings him to actually doing his job the next day.
And by the way, he definitely isn't getting out of punishment. Maybe they can try something new.
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