Snow on the beach (DNF)

Winter Awakening

DREAMS POV:

The sound of an alarm clock echoed through the dimly lit room, piercing the tranquil silence of the winter morning.

Dream stirred under his warm blanket, reluctant to leave the cocoon of comfort.

Slowly, he peeled himself away from the softness and planted his feet onto the chilly wooden floor, shivering at the sudden contact.

Groggily rubbing his eyes, Dream glanced outside through the frost-laden window.

The world outside was blanketed in a pristine layer of snow, glistening under the early morning light.

He felt a mix of awe and trepidation. It was one of those days when winter showed its full force, a reminder of its power and beauty.

With a sigh, Dream mustered the motivation to rise from his bed and began his morning routine. He quickly made his way to the bathroom, his breath visible in the crisp air.

Turning on the shower, he waited for the water to warm up, marveling at how the frigid temperature seemed to seep through the walls. Once in the shower, Dream relished the sensation of the warm water cascading over his body, momentarily forgetting the biting cold that awaited him outside.

He let the water wash away the sleepiness, invigorating his senses and preparing him for the challenges that lay ahead.

After drying off, Dream proceeded to his closet, where his winter attire awaited him. He carefully chose a thick sweater, jeans, and a heavy coat to shield himself from the icy gusts of wind.

As he pulled on his boots, he contemplated the upcoming journey to school, knowing it would be an adventure in itself.

Dream made his way downstairs to the kitchen, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee greeting him. His mother, already up and bustling about, smiled warmly at him.

"Good morning, Dream! It's quite a winter wonderland out there, isn't it?"

she remarked, pouring him a steaming cup of coffee.

"Yes, Mom."

Dream replied, wrapping his hands around the mug, relishing its warmth.

"I can't believe how beautiful it looks."

With a hearty breakfast consumed, Dream shouldered his backpack, zipped up his coat, and stepped outside.

The cold air whipped at his cheeks, a stark contrast to the warmth he had just left behind.

He carefully navigated the snow- covered sidewalks, taking each step cautiously to avoid slipping on the hidden ice patches. With a shiver, Dream trudged outside, his breath escaping in small clouds as he approached his car. He unlocked the door handle, grateful for the brief respite from the frigid air.

He inserted the key into the ignition and turned it, but nothing happened.

Panic surged through himmomentarily, until he realized that his car's engine was simply frozen from the extreme cold.

Determined not to let this setback deter him, The blonde fetched a portable heater from his garage. He placed it near the car's engine and waited patiently for it to thaw.

Time seemed to stretch in the freezing morning air as he watched the heater work its magic. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he heard a faint sputter as the engine reluctantly came to life.

As Dream began his journey, he cautiously maneuvered his car through the icy streets. The road ahead appeared deceptively clear, but patches of black ice posed a constant threat. 

With every turn of the wheel, he felt the tires lose traction momentarily, reminding him of the tenuous grip he had on the wintry terrain.

He drove slowly, his focus honed on the road, acutely aware of the need for caution. He adjusted his driving style, leaving ample space between his car and others, anticipating sudden stops or skids. The heater worked diligently, slowly warming up the car's inside, providing a semblance of comfort amidst the chilly air.

As Dream navigated through the wintry landscape, he marveled at the beauty that surrounded him. The trees wore delicate coats of frost, glistening under the soft morning light. The sun struggled to break through the overcast sky, casting an ethereal glow over the snow-covered fields. It was a serene and captivating sight, a reminder that even in the harshest conditions, nature could still inspire awe.

Finally, Dream arrived at the school parking lot, relieved to have made it safely. He shut off the engine and sat in silence for a moment, appreciating the warmth and security of his car's interior. Gathering his belongings, he stepped out into the cold, feeling a renewed sense of accomplishment.

As Dream walked through the snow-covered school grounds on a cold winter day, he couldn't help but feel a pang of nostalgia.

 The sound of the snow crunch under his feet brought back memories of childhood, when he used to run through the snow with his friends and make snowmen.

As he came inside the school, he saw three of his closest friends waiting for him inside: Quackity, Tina, and Minx. Together, they had been through so much: countless late-night study sessions, endless hours of gaming, and countless wild adventures. But as they got older, they all started to drift apart, each focusing on their own lives and responsibilities.

Despite the distance, they knew they would always be there for each other in times of need.

As Dream came in, they welcomed him with open arms, like they had never been apart. As they laughed, joked, and caught up on each other's lives, it was as if time had stood still, and they were right back in their own version of a snowy childhood.

For a few brief moments, all the worries and responsibilities of adult life seemed to melt away. Dream knew that he was lucky to have these friends in his life, and he knew that he would always be there for them, just as they had always been there for him.

"Dreamy!" Quackity said with a loud tone, as he gave the blond a quick, big hug. "It's so good to see you homie!"

"Same here man," Dream said with a smile.

"We were just talking about our plans for the weekend," said Minx. "Are you free on Saturday? We're all planning to study at Tina's house."

"I think I can make it," Dream said. "I'll have to check my schedule, but I'm pretty sure I'm free."

As they continued to chat, Dream couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth and familiarity. These were the people who had been with him through the thick and thin, through the good times and the bad.

For a moment, he forgot about all the stress and responsibility of school and just enjoyed the moment of being with his friends.

Even though they were all growing up and moving in different directions, he knew that their friendship would always be a constant in his life.

As Dream was talking with his friends Quackity, Tina, and Minx, he noticed a familiar brunette boy walking down the hallway. He immediately got distracted, wondering who this boy was and why he looked so familiar.

He wondered,

'who's he? And why is he so familiar?'

Quackity, Tina, and Minx continued chatting about their plans for the weekend, oblivious that Dream's mind was elsewhere. Dream tried to listen to his friends, but his thoughts kept drifting back to this mysterious boy.

A few minutes later, as Dream was still staring at the boy, Quackity noticed his lack of attention. "Dream? You okay man?" he asked Worriedly.

Dream shook his head and smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, my mind just wandered for a second. I think I saw someone I recognized.",

"Damn, who was it?" Quackity asked curiously, his eyes narrowing as he tried to figure out who Dream might have seen.