(Okay, um, well, one is Dream's been poisoned a time or two so he avoids eating or he goes so long without eating he passes out. He doesn't like to sleep because of nightmares from the prison and what Quackity did to him.)
Karl nodded. "We couldn't be complete without you-"
Quackity sighed, jolting back. "We should check on Lem. See what time later today the wedding is."
George sighed. "Well, you couldn't breathe in, Dream. Do you realize how that looked to me?"
(Wow, you really do like my ideas- that would work. Because think of it, he didn't eat much the entire time they were in Pogtopia, he probably won't eat at the wedding-)
Quackity frowned. "Are you okay?"
Karl nodded. "We're just a little anxious is all, love."
George nodded. "I know. You don't really seem to like it when I tickle you anyway." He mumbled, leaning against Dream as he tried to shove his panic and anxiety to the back of his mind.
(No, it adds spice. Skeppy has past trauma, and Dream passes out. It's all fun and games until the wedding is over. I like it. I like angst if you can't tell-)
Quackity nodded, getting up and stretching as he did. "Okay. Come on then."
Karl smiled. "I'm glad we're here."
George scoffed. "You should not tell me that. You're gonna wake up one of these days with me probably ready to playfully attack you with a pillow."
