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Can we please get a tiny mushroom George drabble?(maybe with human dream? Who knows-)

-☣️

“Georgeee come out,” Dream groaned.

His face was pressed up to a small clump of mushrooms. The small fungi quivered signaling that his little friend was still hiding among them even though he couldn’t see him.

“I’m not here go away,” a voice snapped back.

Dream pulled back with a scoff and carefully stuck his hand into the clump. Soft yellow spores coated his fingers as he searched around until he felt something warm bump into him.

Quickly he grabbed at the warmth. His fingers wrapped around a small struggling body before he yanked his small friend out from his hiding spot.

“Dream put me down,” George groaned as he pushed at Dream’s fingers.

The human gave the tiny a lopsided grin and shook his head vigorously. The mushrooms around him spit out more spores in response to their owner’s anger. The yellow powdery substance tingled on his skin.

“George you said we could hang out today,” Dream pouted.

The human stuck his lip out at the tiny and watched as a glare was thrown right back at him. The little mushroom hybrid just crossed his arms and turned away with a huff.

George scoffed, “So you’re just gonna kidnap me huh?”

Dream wheezed happily and squished the tiny’s face with his thumb.

“Yep,” he chirped back, popping the ‘p’ to make the tiny even more annoyed.

George stuck his tongue out at the human and kicked his legs up at the fingers around him. Tiny blue mushrooms had started to sprout out of his hair in playful anger.

“I hate you,” he huffed.

Dream gasped in fake anguish, his hand flew to his head.

“George,” he pouted as he pressed the tiny against his chest, “You don’t hate me.”

A tiny shout came from his shirt as Dream smothered the tiny. He let his friend struggle under his hold for a few seconds before pulling him away.

“I do,” George grinned slyly, “And you smell, you should probably fix that.”

Dream chuckled and gently released George onto his lap with an apologetic smile. The small boy shook vigorously until a small puff of spores escaped his head. Hesitantly he stepped closer to Dream’s hand and when the human didn’t move to grab him, he stepped on.

Dream hummed at the feeling of his friend’s weight on his hand, and much more gently wrapped his fingers around him.

“What do you wanna do today,” Dream hummed with one finger carefully petting at his friend’s back.

George tilted his head and shrugged. The little mushrooms sprouting out of his hair waved from the movement.

“Take me to your house first,” George smiled, “Then we can do whatever.”

The human nodded and pushed his nose against the small figure in his hands. He had to resist a sneeze at the ticklish sensation of George hugging him, but he loved the feeling.

Slowly, a soft hand pressed against the bridge of his nose and Dream watched in awe as the tiny blue mushrooms shifted into a happy pink. George leaned into the touch, causing Dream to hum against his small form.

“Come on, let’s get you home,” he whispered.