chapter five

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<saturday march 13 2021 10:46 am>

you wake up to bright sun rays bursting through your curtains. you slowly stretch and sit up in your bed, breathing in the smell of the pancakes your mom makes every saturday morning. you rub your eyes, adjusting to the brightness in your room.

you crawl out of bed and make your way to the bathroom, taking a quick shower and freshening up. you can feel the hot water washing away the shock you experienced a few hours ago. after regaining your calm, you get back to your room and pick out some light grey sweatpants and a cropped white long sleeved top. you layer some gold necklaces, pick out some cute rings, put in your earrings and grab your phone.

holy...

11:11 AM

Twitter:

99+ Notifications


Instagram:

99+ Notifications


Instagram:

Toby Smith

hey y/n! i'm tubbo :) (...)


Instagram:

TommyInnit

your cat is related to dream's cat?


Instagram:

TommyInnit

does that make him like ur uncle (...)


Instagram:

Dream

cool, thanks!


you take your phone and scurry downstairs, running to the kitchen where there's a pile of pancakes drowned in syrup sitting on the table.

"morning sweetie," your mom says absentmindedly, flipping more pancakes over the stove.

"morning mom, sorry about the screaming last night-"

"i was just about to ask about that," she yawns, "what was all the noise about?"

"she's famous now," says jake sarcastically, entering the room. "totally, most definitely famous."

"about that..." you say hesitantly. you have been putting off looking at the many, many notifications sitting on your home screen. "i woke up and i have all these notifications. i guess dream did tag me on his twitter."

"well what are you doing? open them!" jake exclaims.

"can you attend to your fans while eating your pancakes?" your mom nodding towards your full plate, "they're getting cold."

"yes mom." you begin eating your food as you open up instagram first.


dm (4)

@_____ started following you

@_____ started following you

@tubbolive started following you

@_____ started following you

@_____started following you

@tommyinnitt started following you

@_____started following you

@dreamwastaken started following you

(...)


woah, i was at 605 followers just six hours ago and now i have over 2k. this is insane. 

as if having dream and tubbo following you wasn't shocking enough, your heart leaped out of your chest when you saw tommy's name. 

what kind of fairytale am i living in?

you pay little attention to your breakfast, having bits of food every five minutes. you click on your dm's and find a little message from dream responding to giving him your twitter. you have a dm from tubbo and you respond:


Toby Smith

tubbolive

8:57 AM

tubbolive: hey y/n! i'm tubbo :) i think

it's quite cool that ur cat (lola was it?)

and patches could be sisters! looking

forward to getting to know you 😁

11: 30 AM

u/n: hi tubbo! i love ur content sm!! yes

the patches thing is pretty cool if i do say

so myself :) can't wait to talk to u more!


"that was a good reply," jake nods in approval as he peers over your shoulder, looking at your phone. you close out of instagram and shut your phone off. you pick up your now empty plate and place it in the sink, rinsing it slightly. you sit back down at the table and decide to turn your notifications off before looking at what's happened on twitter. you were used to getting five notifications at most overnight. twitter greets you with a tweet from dream and you respond:


Tweet

dream

@dreamwastaken

*1 attachment*

looks like patches has a long lost sister that i just found out about thanks to @u/n

5:15 AM * 3/13/21

894 Retweets 632 Quote Tweets 77.9K Likes

y/n @u/n * 1 min ago

Replying to @dreamwastaken

pretty pogchamp 😎

25 Retweets 7 Quote Tweet 56 Likes


overwhelmed, you close out all of your apps, power off your phone and place it face down on the table and exhale loudly.

"mmm hmm," jake dramatically clears his throat looking at you with expectant eyes.

"yes jake?"

"you seem to be forgetting something," he says matter-of-factly.

"and what would that be?" you tilt your head at him waiting for his response.

"you didn't respond to tommy."

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