#never been called a f4gg0t before

[yellowlikelemons]

You look like you'd be a pretty faggot with girl dick in your mouth

Should we test your hypothesis, maybe?

[sunflowerdaisybee]

Can you do a fic where the dream team dads get called into school cause the kids got into a fight and they won but the reason they got into the fight was because the the kids they were fighting said something about there moms.

!Warning!: This piece has a tiny bit of homophobia and the word f4gg0t in it, read with caution. Anyways this was really cute, I am the biggest sucker for dad content <3 asking pink text is George’s son

Summary: Dream Team kids got into a fight

Pairing: P!Dream Team X Reader (you're Dream's son)

Pronouns: He/him

[A/n]: Requests are closed, 400 follower special will be posted soon <3

“Get your shoes on, we have to go pick up the boys.”

“What did they do this time?”

“Fought another kid.”

“Lovely.” George sarcastically remarked as he threw on some sneakers, lacing them up. Dream and Sapnap did the same as well, all three doing their best to look presentable in front of the school administrators.

The ride to the elementary school was quiet, all three dad’s planning what kind of punishment they would give their kid. Why did their kids have to get into a fight, couldn’t they just be good for once?

“We’re here.” The three looked a little goofy getting out of the van. Dream had driven, Sapnap was in the passenger seat, and George sat in the middle row.

Walking into the building and up to the front desk the three got their visitor badges, they helped a lot at school events so they had their own badges, and were sent off to the principal’s office.

“You can head right in, she’s waiting for you.” Doing as told, the three men walked over to the office, still giving a light knock before entering.

“Hello you three, how have you been?”

“Good, would’ve been better if our kids weren’t so troublesome.”

“Well, your kids aren’t entirely at fault here. I’m sure the call you got didn’t have much detail but your kids had been having some trouble with other students lately. Of course, punching another student isn’t the way to solve it, but from what I heard the kid was saying some very mean things. Between you three and me, I think that kid had it coming.” The principal was a lovely woman who never had kids of her own. She was incapable of carrying to term so she became a principal instead, mothering the school children.

You three were always her favorite, and not just because your dads were handsome.

“What was the other kid saying?” She motioned for the three dads to sit, they would be here a bit.

“The student was making remarks about your son’s lack of mothers, saying lots of mean things about why they aren’t around. Lots of untrue and cruel things. He also used quite a few potty words which I have already spoken to his parents about.” The three dads had mixed reactions towards that. Dream was sad that his son had to hear things like that, Sapnap was filled with anger, and George was disappointed in the other kid.

“Where are the boys now?”

“In the teacher's lunchroom eating popsicles, I’ll have them brought over.”

“Did all three team up on that one kid?”

“Yes but don’t worry, he didn’t have any serious injuries.” The dads nodded, waiting for their kids to be brought to them.

When the three younglings entered the room it was terrifying. All three dads turned to greet their kids, all with varying emotions displayed on their faces. Sapnap was disappointed in his son, George greeted his son with a displeased expression, and Dream gave his kid a blank look.

“We’re very sorry for what happened, we’ll make sure that this never happens again.”

“It’s alright, just as long as they apologize tomorrow and talk to a teacher rather than fight it’ll be fine. Have a good day now.” Bidding farewell, the three dads ushered their kids out of the building and into the van, each taking their previous spot.

“You three are grounded for a week, no electronics and double chores.”

“But dad he-”

“Do we need to double your punishment? We know what the other kid did but that does not make your behavior acceptable.”

“You three are lucky to only be grounded for a week. We almost made your punishment taking all your toys and electronics and giving them to the kid you beat up.”

“He called you guys a bad word, I know all the stuff he said about mom wasn’t true but when he started saying mean things about you guys was when I got mad.”

“What did he say?” George turned to look at his son, the principal hadn’t said anything about that.

“You told us we shouldn’t say it, that it’s a bad word.”

“Well, you can say it this one time, only because we asked.”

“He said you guys were faggots.” The car was dead silent as the three thought over what was just said.

“Are you guys ever gonna hit someone again?” The three shook their heads, they didn’t want to be grounded anymore than they needed to. Being grounded sucked.

“Good. You’re only grounded for three days.”

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