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“Dream, I’ll be alright,” Sapnap promised, setting his suitcase down as he stood at the front door, looking up at Dream.
“Do you have everything?” Dream asked, crossing his arms as he leaned against the wall.
“Yes, Dream, I know how to pack for Karl’s house,” Sapnap chuckled softly, and Dream raised his eyebrows. “And I have Pandie, some jammies, I’ll be alright. Besides, it’s only a week, and it’s Karl.”
“You’ll call though, right? Like, if you do regress- at least have him call me-”
“Dream,” Sapnap chuckled, reaching up and patting Dream’s cheeks softly with his hands. “It’s fine . I’ve done this how many times now? I’ll text you when I’m getting on the plane, I’ll call you when I get off. You will be contacted, okay? Relax. You’ve still got them to take care of.”
“You can’t blame him for being worried,” George said, coming up behind him to hand Sapnap a duffle bag.
“We’re going to be filming for Mr. Beast. I doubt I’ll have the energy to regress anyway,” Sapnap chuckled. “And, if it makes you feel better, Foolish might be there. It’s not set in stone, but he was invited.”
“Let me know if he’s there, then. That will… lessen some anxiety,” Dream mumbled, leaning his head against the wall.
“Maybe next time, you could come,” Sapnap hummed, and Dream chuckled.
“We’ll see.”
(-8-)
“Bye Punz, don’t wreck my fucking car,” Sapnap said as he waved through the window. Punz blew him a dramatic kiss, making them both laugh as they waved and Punz pulled away from the airport. Sapnap shivered as he walked in.
Going through customs was as tedious as ever, but he made it through. He got some food, and found his gate. Already, his mind started to cloud over. Sapnap never really liked flying. It made his stomach turn, the pressure against his head could be unbearable, and the feeling of his ears popping was one of the worst feelings Sapnap thinks he’s ever felt. Of course, he had to stay big. He needed to board and last the flight. The flights only about an hour and a half; he could make it.
As soon as he got on the plane, he texted Dream that he was headed up. He got a text in time from Dream before they were headed off. Sapnap gripped his forehead as they started going up, wincing softly. Someone brushed his hand softly, and his attention snapped over to an older lady, looking over at him in concern.
“Are you alright?” She asked once Sapnap pulled his earbud out.
“The pressure,” Sapnap chuckled. “I’m not good on planes. And my ears…”
“Here, have some gum,” She offered, and he slowly accepted it, wondering why he hadn’t thought of gum before. “Why’re you flying to North Cali?”
“Work,” Sapnap chuckled. “I’m meeting up with a friend, we work together.”
“Oh? What’d you do?” She asked.
“Content creation,” Sapnap chuckled, mildly embarrassed about telling this lady all of this, though she seemed genuinely interested. “We make YouTube videos, and we stream on Twitch.”
“Oh! My grandson loves twitch! He wants to be a streamer. He likes his really popular streamer… he plays minecraft I think,” She seemed deep in thought, trying to come up with the name. “His name starts with a D, um…”
“Dream?” Sapnap offered, and she lit up immediately.
“Yes! I’ve seen quite a few of his videos on the Youtubes myself! Very entertaining! Especially with his friends chasing him around,” She chuckled to herself. “Do you know him?”
Sapnap chuckled, “A little,” He said, nodding slightly. “Yeah, we’ve chatted.”
“Awe, I'm going to see my grandson right now, actually! He’s going to love it when I tell him I met someone who knows Dream,” She laughed. “He’s 15, and he’s the sweetest thing.”
“Do you know his twitch account?” Sapnap asked, and she thought for a moment, before pulling her phone out.
“It’s right here!” She said happily, pulling up twitch on her phone. “Oh! I haven’t put my phone in airplane mode. Here, I’ll let you see it before I do that.”
Sapnap chuckled, writing the name down in his notes. She showed him more around his channel, before switching to her camera roll to show more of her grandson. There were many recent photos of them at a pride festivals together, with trans stickers and pride flags surrounding them.
“Oh, I’m just so proud of him,” She said fondly, putting her phone away.
“I’m glad he has you. Not every child does,” Sapnap smiled, and she nodded solemnly.
“It really is a shame. His father reacted so horribly that my daughter just left him. Oh, but that’s not something to bother you with.”
They talked the entire plane ride, and Sapnap basically forgot all about the unsettlement of flying and the pressure, even as they landed. She kept him perfectly distracted talking about what it was like being so popular, and maybe some tips she could tell her grandson, and then telling her love story between her and her husband, who’d passed six months before.
Once they were landed, she smiled. “See? It aint so bad,” She said.
Sapnap gave a confused look before realizing, and laughing gently. “You’re right, thank you.”
“It’s what grandmothers are for!” She said, “Oh! Let me get a picture to show my grandson! He’d love to know I actually talk to someone who knows Dream. He won’t believe me though.”
“Sure,” Sapnap chuckled.
They took a selfie, and he helped her carry her carry-on suitcase off the plane.
“Thank you, again,” Sapnap said, handing her bag back.
“Anytime,” She smiled, “Don’t work too hard.”
“I won’t,” He promise before they separated.
(-8-)
Sapnap met Karl at the baggage claim. “Karl!” Sapnap giggled, pulling his friend into a hug. “Nice to see you, man!”
“It’s good to see you too. How was the flight?” Karl asked.
“Actually, it was good,” Sapnap said. “There was an old lady who just… talked to me the entire time. I actually forgot I was in the air. I’ve never had that.”
“A conversation?” Karl teased.
“A grandma,” Sapnap said, and Karl’s smile softened into something more genuine. “One like that, anyway. It was nice. Anyway, where are we headed first?”
“We could get food before going home. We don’t have to go in for filming until later,” Karl said, leading Sapnap out of the airport. “We even have time to stream, if you want. Oh! And Foolish is here! He arrived an hour ago, so he’d be back at the house.”
“Awesome,” Sapnap said, pulling his phone out to let Dream know he’s landed safely.
“Daddy Dream worried about you?” Karl teased.
“You know it,” Sapnap laughed.
After they pulled out of the parking lot to Karl’s favorite sushi spot, the two of them got on the main road to head to Karl’s house, which was at least another twenty minutes away. They were singing along to Karl’s playlist, not annoyingly loud. The vibes were on point.
However, Karl turned the music down enough for Sapnap’s attention to be caught as they pulled up into traffic. “Alright, man, I gotta be honest with you,” Karl said, and Sapnap hummed softly, glancing over at his friend. “Since Foolish is here, I’m telling you this before we get to the house. I’m an age regressor.”
The weight that was lifted off Sapnap’s shoulders made him feel like even gravity couldn’t hold him anymore. “And Foolish is my caretaker. Age regression-”
“You just made this ten times easier,” Sapnap said, accidentally cutting him off. Karl raised an eyebrow. “Karl, so am I,” He said, and Karl’s eyebrows shot up. They stared at each other for a second, completely forgetting they were on the road, which ended up getting them honked at.
“Ah! I got honked at-,” Karl said, pretending to be panicked as they started moving again. Sapnap burst out into laughter. “You’re being serious? Like you’re not fucking with me?”
“Ask Foolish!” Sapnap insisted. “Dream and George are my caretakers! Karl,” Sapnap drawled, holding the L of his friend's name. “That means I can regress here, yes. This trip is gonna be amazing.”
Karl laughed, nudging Sapnap with his elbow playfully, “Also, now that I know that. If you regress on set, Chris and Jimmy can help out and move us off set if Foolish isn't there, and they will babysit us until Foolish can get us home.”
“You’re Foolish’s little? The one addicted to angel milk?” Sapnap asked.
“Of course, he fucking told you that. It’s his fault! He knows I have a sweet tooth!”
“He gave the addiction- to me too, it’s fine,” He said, swiftly correcting himself from revealing Punz. He was sure the other wouldn’t mind, but that wasn’t his to tell. He’d ask Dream and George about it later. “Wait, so do you mind if George and Dream know?”
“Well, not if they’re your caregivers. You can even tell Punz if you want since I’m sure he knows too. Since he’s always at your place.”
“What can I say? He loves us,” Sapnap laughed. “Oh, my worries have left me.”
“You’re dramatic,” Karl teased.
“You love me for it.”
“You’re damn right.”
(-8-)
“See, Dream. I told you, everything works out,” Sapnap said, currently face-timing with his friend. After eating, Karl had gotten a call from Jimmy about their set and where they needed to go. He was currently getting dressed.
“I know, but I had every right to be worried. Punz misses you already, by the way,” Dream said, smiling fondly as he walked downstairs.
“Aw, did he regress?” Sapnap asked, walking over to his phone to pick it up and see his screen better.
“Yeah. Hey, sweetheart, look who I’m talking to,” Dream said, that soft tone coming out like it did every time Dream talked to one of the littles. Dream set the phone down and allowed Punz to look into the camera, before smiling widely.
“Bubba!” He giggled, waving at the phone.
“Hi, Pubbie,” Sapnap chuckled, sitting on the bed. “Are you being good for Dreamie and Georgie?”
Punz nodded quickly, before looking up at Dream for confirmation.
“Always a little angel,” Dream chuckled, sitting down behind Punz on the couch, the phone propped up on the coffee table.
“Good, where is George anyway?”
“Editing,” Dream chuckled, “He said he’d be down in a bit. But I told him I could handle Punz. So we’ve been having some one on one time. Haven’t we?”
Punz nodded, leaning against Dream’s knees from his place on the floor. Dream ran a hand through Punz’s hair gently.
“Alright, well Karl’s summoning me, meaning I gotta go record for a bit,” Sapnap said, seeing the text from Karl. “I love you Pubbie.”
“Wove you!” Punz giggled, waving at the camera.
“I love you too Dream, tell George I said hi and I love him. I’ll talk to you guys soon.”
“Love you too, Sap. Be safe,” Dream said, and Sapnap pretended to roll his eyes before hanging up.
(-8-)
For a couple hours, Sapnap was having fun recording with the MrBeast crew. It was another challenge video, of course. Last to lift their hand off a lambo wins. But there were many side challenges within it. While Sapnap wasn’t a competitor, he was tasked with trying to get people out in fair ways. Along with a chance to win some cash in other challenges.
However, during one of those said challenges, there was an overwhelmingly loud buzzer that Sapnap wasn’t prepared for. He flinched, covering his ears, and immediately he slipped into his regression. It had been an accident, but because of the buzzer, his ears were ringing, his mind became fuzzy, and he almost didn’t know what to do or how to react.
Lucky for him, Chris knew the signs. Sapnap looked around, confused, scared, and on the verge of tears. Karl and Foolish were out getting food for everyone, including the competitors fighting for the car, so Chris stepped in.
“Jimmy, something’s up with Sap. Think the buzzer caused a regression,” Chris whispered to him when the camera wasn’t on them.
“Go, go,” Jimmy insisted without a second thought.
Chris approached carefully, “Hey bud, you okay?”
Sapnap looked at Chris confused, “W’ere Dweamie?” he mumbled softly. He covered his ears, face twisting up in pain from the mere uncomfortability of everything around him. It was too loud, he’d never regressed in public before.
“I’m sorry, buddy. He’s not here right now. Why don’t we move away from all of this noise, get somewhere quiet?” Chris asked, reaching a hand out. Sapnap cautiously accepted, remembering in the back of his mind not to trust strangers. But, the big side of him trusted Chris, so he could too.
Chris led him out of the main part of the warehouse where everything was going down, and into the office building. It was significantly quieter, which made Sapnap relaxed greatly. Chris led him to a room with a bunch of child toys, like a daycare, to which Sapnap lit up.
“You can play, I’m gonna call Karl and Foolish, okay?”
“Fooish?” Sapnap mumbled, looking over at Chris.
“Yeah, you know Foolish?”
Sapnap nodded, face lighting up again. He knew Foolish! Dreamie trusted Foolish!
“Okay good, you play and I’ll give them a call, okay?”
“Call Dweamie too?” Sapnap requested.
“I don’t have his… I might have him on discord,” Chris mumbled. “I’ll see what I can do about Dreamie, okay? I promise, you’ll be okay.”
“Oday,” Sapnap said, before plopping down on a mat to play with some of the toys. He was immediately entranced with the blocks, as he was back home, and started stacking them. He pouted, realizing that Pubbie also wasn’t with him. Georgie wasn’t here either.
“I think our loud buzzer caught him off guard and triggered a regression. How far out are you?” Chris asked, making sure to keep an eye on Sapnap, who seemed significantly sadder all of the sudden.
Sapnap sniffed, pulling his legs up when it finally clicked he’d regressed alone, without the people he was used to. Slowly tears started to fall, until he was properly crying.
“And he’s crying, just… don’t speed but test your limits-” Chris said urgently, before immediately sitting down next to Sapnap, accidentally hanging up the phone. “Hey buddy, what’s wrong?”
“Wan- wan Pubbie,” Sapnap cried, trying to wipe his eyes as he heaved in labored breaths. More tears fell, making his efforts useless. “Wan Gogy! Wan Dweamie!”
“I know, Bud. I’m sorry,” Chris said, pulling him into a hug. Sapnap didn’t seemed to want to fight as he cried into Chris’ shirt.
Chris opened Discord on his phone, finding Dream in his friends list after scrolling for second, and immediately trying to call him. It took longer than Chris would like to say, but eventually, Dream answered.
“Hello?” The other man sounded confused.
“Hey, Dream. It’s me Chris. ‘Member, MrBeast- yeah, hi. Anyway, Sapnap’s sobbing and I don’t know how to calm him,” Chris said.
“Did he regress?” Dream asked.
“Yep,” Chris said, popping the p as he tried rocking Sapnap back and forth.
“Alright, video call me,” Dream said, and Chris moved to do that immediately. “Bubba, Bubba can you hear me?” Dream said, seeing Sapnap curled into Chris’ shirt. Sapnap sniffed, hearing Dreamie's voice, and peeked out.
“Dweamie?” He whispered, looking at the phone.
“Yeah, hi Bubs. Are you okay? What’s going on?” He asked.
“Aw awone,” Sapnap croaked. “Don has Pubbie, or Dweamie, or Gogy! Don e’en have Pandie!”
“Chris, where’s Karl and Foolish?” Dream asked.
“Driving back with food for everyone as we speak. I called them first, he was fine for like 15 minutes,” Chris explained.
“Alright, Bubba. You did bring Pandie with you, but they’re at Karl’s house. When Karl and Foolish get back, they’ll take you there so you can get Pandie, okay? I’m right here, and you’ve got Chris with you. You can trust him, love. He’s only gonna help you, okay?”
“Oday,” Sapnap whispered, visibly relaxing more against Chris. “W’eres you?”
“Baby, I’m at home,” Dream said softly. “You went to visit Karl. Next time I’ll come with you, okay?”
“P’omise?”
“I promise.”
“Pubbie?” Sapnap croaked, wanting to at least see the other little.
“Pubbie went to sleep, Bubba.”
“See Pubbie?”
“You wanna see him? Sure, I’ll let you see him, but we gotta be quiet, okay?”
“Oday.”
Dream got up off whatever he was sitting on, probably the couch, and moved silently through the house and into Sapnap’s room, where Punz lay sleeping in Sapnap’s bed. Which wasn’t unusual, the two practically shared the room anyway. Sapnap immediately smiled, seeing Punz so peaceful. He blew a kiss at the screen, to which Dream softly chuckled at.
“Nini, Pubbie,” Sapnap whispered, waving at the screen as Dream retreated out of the room again.
“You wanna go see Georgie, baby?” Dream asked, and Sapnap lit up again.
Dream moved carefully again, knocking on George’s door. Unheard to Sapnap, there was a soft hum, and Dream cracked the door open. “Bubba wants to see you,” Dream said as he walked into the room.
“My Panda!” George cheered, turning in his chair from where he was probably still editing, and accepting the phone. Dream sat on George’s bed, and George put them perfectly in frame.
“Gogy!” Sapnap giggled.
“Hi Panda, are you okay?” George asked, glancing at his screen and saving what he was working on before giving Sapnap his full attention.
“Yus,” Sapnap said softly, looking up at Chris, who smiled at him. “Ch’issy hewpled mes.”
“Did he, that’s good. Thank you Chris,” George said and Chris nodded with a soft smile.
“Here, bud. Why don’t I set this here, and you can keep talking to them while I get you something to drink. Is there anything specific he should have at this time of night?” Chris asked.
“Milk or water,” Dream spoke up.
“‘Ilk?” Sapnap asked, hopeful.
“I’m sure we have some milk,” Chris smiled.
He stood and moved to the kitchen side of the daycare area. He opened the fridge, and thankfully, found an unopened gallon. Sapnap was talking to them, Chris could hear, which made him smile as he poured it into a sippy cup they stored in the cupboard. These were here in case Karl regressed, and thank god they were. Chris was back fairly quick after putting the milk away, and sat back down next to Sapnap, handing the sippy cup over.
“Tank you,” Sapnap said softly, before drinking it.
“Thank you again, Chris,” Dream said, and George nodded in agreement.
“Of course, I’ve got a son too,” Chris smiled. “And Karl regresses on set sometimes, so we have things set up at our main base. I should’ve figured the loud noise would’ve triggered it.”
“A loud noise triggered it?” Dream asked, and Chris nodded.
“Yeah, we installed a buzzer for one of our challenges, to declare a winner. It went off without warning,” Chris explained. “And he seems noise sensitive anyway. He covered his ears as he processed where he was. Doesn’t he do that over there?”
“No, but then again, we’re a pretty quiet house if he and Punz aren’t making a ruckus,” George said, looking back at Dream, who nodded.
“Yeah, and he hasn’t regressed outside of the house. That’s good to note though, thanks,” Dream said, snagging George’s phone, and getting a ‘hey’ in response.
“He just casually knows your password?” Chris teased.
“He put his face into it,” George said, rolling his eyes with a slight smile.
The door opened, and Karl walked in slowly, followed by Foolish. Sapnap snapped his gaze over at the noise of the door, lighting up once more seeing them.
“Fooish! K-arwl!” Sapnap giggled, hiccuping on Karl’s name.
“Hi honey,” Karl said, kneeling down next to him as Chris moved to stand. “Wanna go back to my house? You look tired.”
“Mmm, wan Pandie,” Sapnap said, nodding.
“Okay, we can get Pandie too. How about I call them from my phone, and they come with us, and we give Chris his phone back?” Karl suggested.
“Call Georgie, he’s on his computer,” Dream said, and Karl nodded, pulling his phone out to do just that. George answered immediately, and Sapnap’s gaze was taken over by Karl’s phone as Chris took his back and hung up.
“Alright, c’mere,” Foolish said, carefully lifting Sapnap into his arms, getting the baby to giggle. “Karl’s got them, are you ready to go?” He asked.
“Yus,” Sapnap said, leaning his head against Foolish’s shoulder.
Chris led them out, holding the door for them. “I’ll let Jimmy know you’re done for the night. We should be wrapping up soon ourselves anyway. Well… other than the car people, and even then.”
Karl chuckled, nodding, “Alright, let me know if you need help though,” he said, and Chris nodded, running back to the warehouse as Karl walked with Foolish to their car. Karl sat in the back with Sapnap, holding the phone for Sapnap as they chatted with Dream and George, sipping the milk slowly while Foolish drove them back home.
Once at the house, Karl walked Sapnap inside. “Foolish, will you get one of my paci’s? I have a package of some unopened,” Karl said, noticing how Sapnap was biting at the silicon straw of the sippy.
“Course,” Foolish nodded, letting Karl and Sapnap walk into Sapnap’s room, while he went into a different room, unlocking it first.
“Alright, let’s get you into some jammies and get Pandie, yeah? Here, Dreamie and Georgie will go right here,” Karl said softly, setting his phone on the nightstand, propped against the light.
“Pandie’s in his red suitcase,” Dream said, and Karl nodded.
Karl got out the stuffed animal, and some pajamas to put the little in. Sapnap was pretty cooperative in putting the jammies on, happily taking his Pandie. Karl slipped the empty cup out of his hands, handing it to Foolish who’d crept in to hand him the pacifier.
“Here, Nappy,” Karl smiled, and Sapnap opened his mouth to take it easily. Karl smiled. “Foolish, watch him for a bit will you? I’m gonna change into something a bit more comfortable.”
“Go,” Foolish smiled, sitting down on the edge of the bed.
“I’ll be right back,” Karl promised, kissing his forehead softly. Sapnap seemed unbothered, smiling and waving at Karl as he left.
“Alright, bud, ready for bed?” Foolish asked, and Sapnap nodded. Perfect timing for a yawn. “Okay, let’s get all tucked in.”
“Dweamie?” Sapnap whispered as Foolish helped him get under the covers.
“I’m right here, Bub,” Dream promised, “We’ll stay with you until you go to sleep, promise.”
“Oday,” Sapnap whispered, curling up into his Pandie as Foolish patted the blanket down. He was still kinda mumbling and playing with his stuffie, but it was clear he was losing energy.
Karl returned, now seeming more meek as he peeked in. He clearly had regressed when getting dressed, as he was in a onesie, holding a Jake the Dog plush from Adventure Time, and a purple paci in his mouth. Foolish glanced over and smiled.
“Hi sugarbear, c’mere,” Foolish beckoned, and Karl immediately lit up. He waddled over, and Sapnap looked up, smiling upon seeing Karl.
“Awe,” George cooed as Karl fell into Foolish’s lap, straddling the other man, placing his head against Foolish shoulder and looking at the phone. He waved at it. Sapnap sat up, catching Karl’s attention. The little reached out, gently touching Sapnap’s face, which the boy leaned into with a soft smile.
“You wanna stay with Nappy tonight?” Foolish asked, and Karl nodded.
“Nonverbal?” Dream asked softly.
“Yeah, for the most part,” Foolish said softly, rocking the boy back and forth for a while. “Somes if he’s old enough, he’s chatty. But, I’m assuming he’s around three, huh sugar?” Karl nodded against his shoulder. “Yeah, he’s not talking this young. It’s fine, we have ways of communication. Here, lets lay you down next to Nappy, okay?”
Karl nodded again, allowing himself to be laid down. He curled into Sapnap side as Foolish pulled the covers over them both. Sapnap welcomed it, wrapping around Karl almost protectively. Foolish smiled as he tucked them both in.
“It’s like he’s a natural older brother,” Dream chuckled, and Foolish nodded.
“Bibi,” Sapnap whispered, and George hummed, having glanced at his computer for a bit while Dream was talking, his attention was caught with the endearing name. “Stowey?”
“You want a story, Panda? I got one just for you,” George said, a clear smile in his voice. “Do you remember the story about the Prince? Who had the power of flame?” George asked, and Sapnap hummed in confirminaton. The start caught Karl’s attention. Foolish smiled seeing it. Dream brought his feet up, staring at George lovingly as the Brit started talking.
“Well, there’s more to his story. Along the way, he gained a couple friends. One, an elf. With pointy ears, long… very blond, almost white, hair. He was covered in greenery, like leaves and vines. He protected the forest. Our fiery prince had to be careful in these areas. There was… a man who lived in the water-”
“Mer-aid,” Karl mumbled, and Foolish glanced down at him. It was rare for him to talk this little.
“Yes, a mermaid,” George chuckled, spinning back and forth in his chair. “Again, the prince had to be careful, but they became friends anyway. He met another friend, a hunter of the land. The hunter and the Elf butt heads sometimes-” Both the littles giggled at the word butt “-but they were friends despite their differences. There’s a god of the desert. He creates so many things, just… in sand with the resources he has. It’s what he knows. The prince doesn’t have to be too careful there. And, he met a source- a magician,” George fixed his wording, careful of the little ears listening incase they didn’t understand what a sorcerer was.
Sapnap hummed, turning over while not letting go of Karl to look at the phone, trying to stay awake for the story.
“These six people became the best of friends. They learned tricks of their powers and skills. They learned limits. And, if one was in trouble, they’d all come to their rescue. One day, our fiery prince was… trapped. He felt alone. He did have one friend, who was a mutual friend of the magician. This friend kept him calm in this time of panic, and helped the Prince understand that he wasn’t really trapped, his friends were coming. And they did. The magician and the sand god came. They protected him from his fears, and saved him from the mean thought telling him he was alone. The magician even summoned… figments, little visions, of their other friends to help get him to a safe place before he could return home.”
“‘S he oday?” Sapnap whispered, on the verge of sleep, blinking slowly. Karl was basically passed out next to him.
“He’s very warm in his bed, surrounded by those who love him. He was never alone. And he never will be. He’ll have so many adventure to tell you about later, but now he’s tired. Tomorrow, he will have a new adventure,” George smiled at the screen.
And with that, Sapnap was out like a light.
“Works every time,” George said softly, and Foolish chuckled softly, grabbing the phone and clicking the lamp off.
Leaving the room, he walked into the kitchen, “Was that just a retelling of todays events?” Foolish asked as soon as he was out of the room.
“Yep,” George chuckled. “I’ve been telling him stories like that since before I arrived in florida, it’s how I told him I was coming. I’ve made up these characters based on him and the people around him.”
“Am I the sand god?” Foolish asked, and George nodded with a slightly embarrassed smile.
“Yeah, I couldn’t think of anything else. If it makes you feel better, Dream’s the elf,” He said, causing them all to laugh. “Punz is the hunter, Karl’s the magician, and apparently, I’m now a mermaid.”
“Me and Punz don’t butt heads that often,” Dream mumbled, seeming to try and pout, but not succeeding in the way his was fondly smiling.
“You two are the most toxic duo- I think you beat him and Sapnap,” George teased, turning to look at him.
“Uh uh, those two playing val are unmatched,” Dream disagreed. George nodded, he could agree with that.
“Either way, every time he asks for a story. I just retell the day’s events, while adding some magic in there. Or, I’ll literally just read him a Disney story,” George shrugged with a small smile. “He loves it.”
“You’re good at talking,” Foolish complimented.
“Get’s everyone entranced,” Dream added on, and George glared at him playfully.
“He’s right,” Foolish agreed, “I’m gonna get ready for bed. I’ll probably listen for Karl for a bit, he can get restless. But I’ll let you both get back to what you were doing.”
“See ya Foosh,” Dream said, waving at the camera. “Come back to town one day. And bring your sugar bear with you,” he winked.
“We’ll see. Don’t want you stealing him from me,” Foolish said, teasing clearly, but Dream rolled his eyes either way.
“You stole my Bubba! I get to steal yours!” Dream insisted, and Foolish laughed softly, shaking his head.
“Karl stole your Bubba,” Foolish corrected, and Dream shook his head. “Bye Dream. Bye George.”
“Bye bye,” George chuckled, waving at the camera, as did Dream once more, before the call ended between the three of them.