Dream has a daughter? No one even knows! Ok, maybe Sapnap, he does live with them.
Dream is 28 in this fic!
Started: 2. July 2021
Ended: 13. April 2024 (Discontinued)
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This is all a flashback by the way! By the way I didn't put this in this (italics) writing, because I wasn't sure if that makes it hard for some people to read! So sorry if that upsets you!
Could everyone who has trouble reading tell me if this makes it easier? For future reference!
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It was late afternoon on the football pitch. (American football, because the guy is American.)
Clay was running across the field, giving his team mates the ball back and forth. They were ready to beat the group from the opposite school.
"Where's Papa?" Allie asked James, who was sitting next to her. Allie was eating her candy floss like any other child at the game. Clay's friend pointed into the crowd, showing her where her dad was running.
James was Clays friend from school. They hung out with each other all the time, as they had known each other since primary school and James had stuck by Clays side during Jasmin's pregnancy.
"There he is, number 15." he pointed to Clays back, which had the number 15 in bold on the back.
"Are they winning?" Allie asked him.
"Uhm," James went to look at the score board, "yup!"
"Yay!" she cheered. James laughed at her enthusiasm. Allie was 4 and Clay 18. Clays friends and school were used to the girl being around quite often, when her grandparents weren't able to look after her. Usually on those occasions Clay would take her to school with him. Making all the teachers give him confused glances, but he never let them upset him.
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"The Florida Bulls win!" the commentator shouted. (I googled the American football teams in Florida, for school. Two came up and I took the Florida Bulls. I don't know if they exist, so don't come at me.😁)
"Is that good?" Allie looked up at James who was clapping.
"Yup. They won!" he exclaimed. Allie cheered fist bumping the air.
"Come on." James picked her up and they walked down to the bottom of the stands over to the pitch, where the team was celebrating. "Go find Papa okay?" he told Allie placing her back on the floor.
"Okay!" she quickly agreed, running over to the team.
"Ay Clay your kid!" Kyle yelled over to Clay who was talking to his teammate. Clay quickly looked over seeing Allie standing there not knowing where her dad was, as everyone had the same colour on.
"Allie!" he yelled over to her. She saw him and quickly ran over to him. He scooped her up and hugged her.
"You won!" she cheered happily. Her face grinning widely.
"I have a question.", she started, Clay nodded, meaning she should go on, "can I curse please?"
"Why would you want to curse?" he asked her.
"You'll know soon."
"I guess so." he shrugged.
"Okay put me down!" she demanded.
"Okay okay..." he calmly replied, putting her down.
She then started running over to the over teams coach, where all the boys were upset. It was sae to say, that anyone would be upset if they had their coach yelling at them, because of their performance.
"Don't yell at them." she told the man sternly.
He looked down at her and raised an eyebrow: "What would you do about it?"
"I'll fucking tell the other team to come beat the shit out of you." she swore at him. The coach looked down at her. Confusion covered his face.
"GO ALLIE!" Kyle yelled over to her.
"KICK HIS ASS!" Oliver yelled as well.
"THAT'S MY GIRL!" Clay yelled proudly, the team cheering her on.
"ALLIE, ALLIE, ALLIE, ALLIE..." was all that was heard for the rest of the day.
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