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“Oh my gosh, George. Where are you?” Sapnap questioned harshly, clacking on his keyboard. They had been streaming for almost two hours and of course, it didn’t take long for Sapnap and his friend to start bickering.
“I don’t always have to be there. Fight for and by yourself.” he snarkily replied, making Sapnap grunt in annoyance.
Dream sighed, getting fed up with their fighting. “Sapnap, George, please. Let’s play Minecraft. We can work together in that game.” he suggested.
Sapnap and George both agreed, exiting their previous game to join the Dream Smp server, which already had Tommyinnit and Ranboo playing together. The chat went bonkers as they saw the two. They spammed with wishes and pleas for them to join the stream. Sapnap glanced at the chat, raising his eyebrows.
“Dream, Chat wants Tommy and Ranboo to join.” he explained, earning an approved hum. “Ok. Let’s see if they join.” Sapnap made called them through Discord, in which Tommy picked up immediately, shouting as soon as he entered.
“IT TOOK LONG ENOUGH.” he stated sarcastically. “I was watching your stream.”
Sapnap rolled his eyes, continuing to mine a vein of coal blocks. “Oh shut up. You could’ve just asked personally?”
George scoffed. “Don’t worry, Tommy. American people are hard to understand anyway.”
As the stream went on, things got heated and excited. With more people joining, it gradually started getting louder too. Unfortunately, it woke up Karl, who was sleeping on the couch downstairs. He woke up with a jolt, eyes scanning the room for the source of the noise. He heard more screaming, along with a few stomps, before he realized that Sapnap was streaming. He was such a ‘loud streamer’
Karl was currently regressed and wanted cuddles so he ventured up the stairs in a sleepy haze. He crawled up on all fours until he reached the top, leaning slightly on the wall to stand up. He ran inside without a thought, surprising his caregiver.
“Dada!” he called, standing behind the monitor and camera so the fans couldn’t see him. However, some people in the chat heard his innocent call and naturally, asked for an explanation. Sapnap mentally cringed and shifted in his seat, ignoring the little.
“This is window is fu-so loud! I’ll go close it.” he excused himself, taking his headphones off. He ran over behind the computer, holding his hand. Karl took it happily and he was led out the room and into the nursery. Instead of being picked up or cuddled, he was put in the crib and left there. He could hear the streaming door close shut, making him flinch and cover his ears.
He really really didn’t like loud sounds.
Karl got up again, pouting greatly. He shuffled back to the room, opening the door carefully. Sapnap sighed heavily, trying his best to divert Chat’s attention. “Hey! Now the curtains are being weird, let’s close those.” he stood up once more, leading Karl back out.
Karl whined, holding Sapnap’s hand. “Dada? Happy hug!”
Daddy shook his head. “Not this time. I really need to finish this!” he pushed Karl into the nursery, closing the door. The mentally younger sat in silence, thinking about what to do next. He was too little to be patient and wait nicely. Plus, Sapnap was always editing and working. It wasn’t fair. He let out a sob and although he wanted so bad to burst inside and demand to be held, he didn’t.
The last thing he wanted was for Daddy to be disappointed in him. He toddled towards Sapnap’s bedroom, crawling inside. The bedsheets smelled like vanilla and coconut. They were smells that held a special place in his heart. Tears slipped past his cheeks as he gently closed his eyes, letting himself be comforted by the pleasant fragrances and warmth. He soon fell back asleep, soft snores leaving his mouth.
When he was waken up again, it was almost 6:00 p.m. Three hours from when he was awake before. He wiggled around for a few minutes, trying to find his warm In fact, it was not only warm, but it also felt wet. Karl looked down, horrified to find that he wet Daddy’s bed. He jumped out of bed, dashing back to the streaming room. The brunet practically ran into the door, it giving out a rumbling thump. He tried to open it, but the knob jiggled and shook. It seemed like it was locked. Karl knocked on it, flapping his hand by his side anxiously. He felt very uncomfortable. His soiled bottoms were becoming sticky and wrinkled, two textures he absolutely despised and he pulled at it roughly.
“D-Dada. Hewp p’ease!” he shouted, knocking on it. No one answered. Just more laughing and chatting from the group of friends. He clenched and unclenched his fists a few times before trying again, this time forcefully. “P’ease! Kawl weawwy need hewp!”
Tears of frustration welled up in his eyes as he pouned on the barrier that separated them. He felt ignored and upset, something that was,unfortunately, beginning to happen a lot more often. Daddy always seemed to be more busy or more focused on something else. He never gave him the attention he deserved, especially when it was something he needed.
Karl cried harder and bent down on the ground, sticking his fingers in the crack between the door and the floor. He felt around for only a moment before he took them back out, sticking his other hand in. He had to at the least know if Daddy was even in there! He slapped his hands over his ears, giving up. He sobbed as he got up and paced back and forth, a usual stim that grounded him. Suddenly, his phone rang. He stopped pacing to curiously pick up the call. Still having one hand on his head, he answered the call, overjoyed to hear it was Quackity.
”Hey, Karl you going to join the stream? George is bullying me and I need my fiancé to back me up, Sapnap’s not helping.” he spoke. Karl wanted to respond, but everything came out as a teary mumble and jumble so he settled for just tears. Quackity gasped, changing his tone. “Karl, hun, slow down. What happened?”
“I-I..Kawl wan’ Dada bu’ he b-being a m-meanie!” he explained, sobbing throughout his words. “Hads an Uh-Oh an’ wan’ hewp and hug fwom Dada!”
Quackity hummed sympathetically. “I’m sorry, Karl. Do you want me to talk to him?”
”Y-yes P-pwease.”
“Ok. I need to hang up, though. Bye!”
”Bye-Bye!” Karl hung up, setting the phone down. He waited in front of the door, listening attentively to the conversation. He couldn’t make out nor understand anything they were saying, but he heard everything get quiet. He shoved his fingers into his mouth, chewing and fidgeting on it. He plopped down on the floor, running his free fingers through the soft carpet, the feeling outweighing the icky fabric that clung to his skin.
Finally, the door jiggled and opened noisily. Before Karl could even process, he was pulled into a tight hug. Sapnap held him securely, rocking him. “Baby, Daddy’s so so sorry! He was really busy and couldn’t be with you. He had to lock it so he could finish it quicker, I’m sorry.” he apologized, drowning in guilt. He didn’t think he would be streaming for so long.
”Dada! Gots da bed wet and Kawl icky. Wan’ happy hug but you bein’ meanie!” he cried into his chest, wiping the snot with the back of his hand.
Daddy cooed lovingly and picked him up, taking him to the nursery. He pulled off Karl’s sticky pants and underwear, throwing them onto the floor to be washed later, though not too late because they would get dirty and smelly if left.
The little had a slight rash, probably from the soiled bottoms, which Sapnap was heavily guilty for. He cleaned him up quickly and taped a diaper on him, seeing that if he slipped younger, they wouldn’t have to ruin their time together to change his clothes. He lifted him up from the changing table, smiling as he kissed Karl’s head.
”Bubba, can you forgive Daddy? He’s really sorry. Sometimes, he makes “Uh Oh’s” too and can make you feel sad.” Daddy asked gently, rubbing Karl’s back.
Karl briskly nodded his head, his hair bouncing softly against his forehead and eyes. His hair was so long and fluffy that it always covered his eyes, which Sapnap found adorable in every way. He popped a paci into his baby’s mouth, pulling out his phone.
“Say cheese, Karl!” he exclaimed. Karl brightly smiled from behind the paci, flapping his hands by his neck. Sapnap snapped a few pictures, awwing as he sent them to Quackity. He promised he would send them to the shorter for him to save. Daddy scooped him up and took him downstairs, sitting on the couch. He cut on the Tv and put on Monster’s Inc, falling onto the sofa dramatically, which made the other giggle.
He sat up, stretching his arms and legs. He almost forgot about the bedsheets. With a sigh, he stood up. Before he could leave, however, Karl grabbed his sleeve.
“Dada?”
”Yes?”
”Kawl know dat Dada makes Uh Oh. He forgiwbe.”
”Thank you, baby. I love you.” Sapnap remarked, holding his arms out for a hug.
Karl jumped and sank into his arms, burying his face in the Vanilla-coconut scented hoodie. “I wuv you too!”