Summary: The Dream Team finds a baby on their doorstep and doesn't know what to do with it.
Warning: Swearing
Btw this is this is their characters, not the creators.
A/N: I've never really watched a ton of the DSMP so if I get a bit of their personalities wrong or any facts, I'm sorry. Hope you enjoy!
(Not Proof Read)
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Sapnap fans the ceiling as an alarm loudly blares. He tries to get the smoke to flow out of the nearby window.
" What did you do?! " George asks while looking at the on fire pot. " I leave you alone for five minutes and you burn down the kitchen. "
" I was trying to make soup! "
Dream grabs a pair of oven mitts from the counter and attempts grabs the burning pot. " MOVE SAPNAP! "
Sapnap jumps backwards, his head bumping against the cupboard in the process. He finally manages to get the fire alarm to turn off, sighing in relief as he does.
There's a loud knock at the door, which the boys all ignore while shouting over each other.
Dream tosses the pot outside of the window. It lands in the snow with a plop.
" Sapnap, you're never allowed to cook again. " George shakes his head.
" Like you could do any better. " Sapnap mutters.
Dream rolls his eyes.
There's another loud knock, this time all the guys hear it.
Sapnap throws open the door. " What do you want? " He snaps.
The cold, dark forest stares straight back at him. He narrows his eyebrows in confusion.
" Who is it? " George asks. " Is it Badboy? Wasn't he supposed to come by sometime? "
" No...no one's here. " Sapnap turns around.
" You probably scared them away with all your attitude. " George peeks over his shoulder.
" Shut up. "
" Uh-guys? " Dream says from behind them.
" What, Dream?
Dream points to the boys' feet. " Maybe look down. "
Sapnap and George down, confused about what Dream's talking about.
A little basket with a young sleeping child lays at their feet.
" That's a baby. " George states.
" No shit sherlock. " Sapnap moves his foot slightly to tap the basket.
George hits him. " Don't kick it. "
" I wasn't going to kick it! "
" Then what were you going to do? "
Dream pushes past the two arguing men and reaches down. " Why would someone leave their kid? Especially with us? "
" Maybe it pours it's milk in the bowl before the cereal. Menace to society. " Sapnap glances at the kid. " Too much of a menace for the parents to handle.
" You're a dork. " George shakes his head. " Let's go look for it's mum. Maybe she's still out there.
Dream nods. " That's a good idea. I'll take the baby inside. It's probably cold. " Dream picks up the baby, taking it out of the slightly wet basket. He tosses the basket onto the carpet near the fireplace and tries to figure out how to hold the baby.
Dream turns around and heads further into the house, only for the fire alarm to start blaring again. The baby's eyes snap open and it lets out a startled scream.
" Oh shit. " Sapnap mutters. " The bread. "
" The bread? " Dream asks. " What bread? " He panics while almost dropping the basket. "
" I was baking bread..."
" SAPNAP GET THE BREAD OUT OF THE OVEN RIGHT NOW. " Dream orders while gesturing over George. " Here. " He plops the baby into George's arms.
" What do you expect me to do with it?! "
" I don't know?! Comfort it?! "
" Why couldn't you do that? " George bounces the baby slightly, unsure what to do.
" I've got to help Sapnap! You can do this! Just don't kill the kid! " Dream runs to the oven, coughing as Sapnap pulls open the oven. "
" Don't fling it at me! " Sapnap shouts.
" THEN MOVE! "
Dream chucks the bread out the window, into the snow, right next to the pot.
" There's still fire in the oven! "
" Get a bucket of water and put it out! " Dream shoves a bucket into Sapnaps' arms.
" Hush, child. Hush hush. Please don't cry. I'll give you a-a...gosh what do children like...I'll give you a cookie if you quiet down! " George tries to quiet the baby. " Turn off the fire alarm, Dream! "
Dream smacks the fire alarm. " I'm trying to! "
Sapnap runs past George to a nearby stream.
Finally Dream manages to yank out the fire alarm and the house goes silent. Sapnap dumps his bucket of water into the oven before tossing the bucket aside.
The baby snuggles into Georges chest. George brushes his finger over the baby's cheek, smiling slight at it.
" What do we do with the baby? " Sapnap asks.
" Let's keep it. " George looks between Dream and Sapnap.
" I don't know George. Can we really take care of a baby-"
George interrupts Dream. " We'll do fine. " George reassures him. " Besides, how hard can it be to take care of a baby? "
