(Georges pov)
My family called me the other day saying they are coming over for lunch and I haven't even told them about Dream, what the fuck am I say?!
"George!" Dream runs over to me. I was setting the table with all the plates and stuff.
"George, ¿qué estás haciendo? (George, what are you doing?)" Dream says
"Well my family is coming over for lunch and I am just setting the table for them" I say
"¿Familia? ¡¿Voy a conocer a tu familia?! (Family? I am going to meet your family?!)" Dream says
"Dream calm down everything will be okay" I say "They are gonna love you"
To be fair I am not sure if my family is gonna like Dream or not. I have a mother, father and a older sister. Dream looks at me.
"¿Qué necesito usar? (What do I need to wear)" Dream says
"Nothing" I mumble
"¿Eh? (Huh?)" Dream says
"Nothing nothing, umm just wear the clothes that you wore when you got here and before we went clothes shopping" I say
"¿Porque eso? (why's that?)" Dream asks
"I really like that outfit and I think that my family would like it as well" I say
"Bueno (Okay)" Dream says. Dream leaves the room.
I hear the door bell ring and I walk over to the door. I open the door and my family walk inside. I shut/lock the door behind them.
"Wow you really do keep this place clean don't you?" Dad says
"Well I try my best" I say
"So brother, found the person yet?" My sister asks
"No not yet" I say. Dream walks out of the room and stops when he sees my family.
"Familia... (Family...)" Dream says. I walk over to Dream.
"George, who the fuck is this" Dad says
"This is my Mexican friend, Dream who came all the way from Mexico to here" I say
"H-hola (H-hello)" Dream says. My parents look at each other.
"Is he gonna be here for the lunch?" Dad asks
"Yes he will, I do hope you guy's don't mind" I say. My parents walk away and to the table.
Dream looks at me and I look at him.
"No creo que tus padres me quieran. (I don't think your parents like me)" Dream says
"They do trust me, they just need to get to know you better that's all" I say
"Bueno (Okay)" Dream says
"Come on umm go sit at the table, the food is almost done" I say. Dream walks to the table and sits down next to where I am gonna sit.
My family sits down at the table as well. After the food had finished cooking I put it on the table and I sit down next to Dream. We all start eating the food.
"So Dream, your arms seem to be a bit dirty, have you tried cleaning them?" Dad asks
"¡Sí! Lo he intentado pero parece que no sale bien, supongo que paso demasiado tiempo en mi granja de limones, ya sabes, me gusta cavar los agujeros para las semillas porque me siento más feliz de esa manera. (Yes! I have tried but it seems to not be coming off, I guess I spend far to much time in my lemon farm, you know, I like to dig the holes for the seeds because I feel more happy that way)" Dream says
"Do you speak any English?" Dad asks
"No, no puedo hablar nada de inglés. (No, I can't speak any English)" Dream says
"Then talking to you is not gonna be easy" Dad says "So George my son, how have you been?"
"I have been good, how have you guy's been?" I ask
"We have been very good" Dad says. I look at Dream who is looking down at his food that he is playing with.
"Didn't your mother teach you not to play with your food?" Dad asks
"No, no lo hizo, realmente no hablo con mi madre ni como en una mesa, generalmente tomo mi comida y luego la como afuera junto a mis limoneros. (No she didn't, I don't really talk to my mother or eat at a table, I usually take my food then eat it outside next to my lemon trees)" Dream says
"Hmm righttt" Dad says
"Would you be a little nicer please?" I ask
"No, George, está bien, solo iré a la habitación de invitados y comeré mi comida, deberías pasar tiempo solo con tu familia. (No George it's fine, I'll just go to the guest room and eat my food, you should be spending time with your family alone)" Dream says. Dream stands up with his plate.
Dream walks into his room and shuts the door behind himself. I let out a sigh.
"You couldn't have been you know, I little bit nicer like god! What did he do to you" I say
"You like this boy don't you?" Dad asks
"Yes! Fine I will say it! I like Dream, he's sweet, kind and 100% overall just amazing" I say. I look down at my food.
"Now I miss him, thanks a lot" I say
"Okay let's just finish this lunch then we will leave" Mum says
"Fine by me" I say. After a few minutes we finish our food.
My family leaves and I walk over to Dream's door.
I raise my hand and let out a sigh, I am nervous