You know how you kept thinking it was all a dream? Well, here was the decider. You just needed to wake up. Open your eyes..check your surroundings. What do you hear? What do you see?

As slow as a butterfly opening its wings for the first time, you opened up your eyes halfway, then fully. You vision was blurred at first from sleep, but you regained it after a few seconds. 

This wasn't your room. This wasn't your bed...this could only mean one thing.

"Hey Y/N, you up?" Ross O' Donovan knocked on the door. Ross O' Donovan knocked on the door..

It was all real, thank god.

"Yeah! I'm up." You croaked, probably sounding dead.

"I'm really sorry to wake you up, you can go back to sleep for awhile if you like."

Looking around, you sat up. You could just feel how messy your hair was already. You tapped your phone that was on the end table. It was 10 o clock in the morning.

"Oh, no Ross it's alright. Shit, I've already slept my day away." 

As you gathered up enough strength to get out of bed, Ross laughed from behind the door,"I wish I had that outlook in the morning. Anyway, once you get ready I'll meet you in my office. Bring your tablet alright?"

"Roger that!" You obediently answered and stood by the bed as you heard Ross's departing footsteps. You continued to stand there and think, rubbing your eyes, nose, and hair. You could've used a shower, but you didn't think there were any showers in the Grumps office. Great, you were gonna smell all day, and probably have to go to a YMCA to shower. That was one of the downsides of not having an apartment.

"Better draw good shit so I can not smell like trash.." You mumbled to yourself, and kneeled down to grab normal clothes.  A tiny yawn left your mouth, but you had to shake it off and wake yourself up if you were gonna earn that dough and get clean.

You decided on putting a sweatshirt on with some jeans. You were saving your flannel for the party tonight. The party that would be filled with strangers, and god knows what else. It excited you though. You were gonna hang out with some of you role models. You couldn't drink, obviously, but you knew Suzy and Arin didn't drink often either, so you could drift towards them at a later point in the party. Those thoughts made you feel safer about the coming evening.

When you reached Ross's office, you knocked to make sure it was okay to come in, and it was, hence his open door. Ross was working on his animated show; Game-O-Verse, which you knew he was working on for the longest time. Were you actually going to help him with it??

You saw screens of story boarding images and on another screen were audio files. When you entered Ross glanced at you but remained staring at his work on his 3 screened set up,"I need your help. I have a deadline for other things for Game-O-Verse, and the thing thats tripping me up right now is lip syncing. You think you can do that Y/N?" He asked, spinning around in his chair to make eye contact. He put on a more serious air, like a businessman or a boss trusting the rookie employee with something risky.

You were confident though, you had lip synced a few times before,"You want a full lip sync? Or just open mouths?"

Ross bit down on his thumb tensely in thought, then looked back up at you,"Do open mouths for now, so I can see how you do. If you do good, I'll have you do a full lip sync."

"Perfect. I'll get right on that, boss." You addressed him formally.

Ross chuckled but waved you off, "I'll send you an email in a bit. Grab yourself some breakfast from the kitchen or something alright? You're probably starving."

"Thanks Ross." You smiled as you exited his office and made your way back to the good old kitchen. Thing was, what was in here for you to eat for breakfast?

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(Dan's house: 12 P.M)

"Mmmm.."

"Dan."

"Mmmm..give me a second baby girl..I'll be there in a bit."

"Dan?"

"Y/N..you're a...mmff...already wanna go..second..round.."

"Umm.."

"Come here..give Daddy..some.."

"Dan!"

"Hmm?" Dan painfully opened his eyelids to see Brian staring right at him.

"Jesus Christ Brian.." He let out a heavy and annoyed exhale, folding his arm over his eyes to cover them.

"Sorry to interrupt your wet dream, but you missed our meeting." Brian crossed his arms, ashamed at his band mate. He looked down at him like a disapproving father.

Danny groaned out loud, he could feel the very tight and uncomfortable feeling aching below his belly. Couldn't do a thing about it now. He snuck a peek at Brian who was now turning on the lights to his room,"Meeting?" He tried to wake himself up a little by rubbing his tired and heavy eyes.

"Yes, Danny. Our meeting. We're supposed to decide on which songs to cover for the next cover album. Did you drink last night or something?"

"Fuck you." Danny grumbled and rolled over on his side.

Brian said nothing but shook his head instead. He waited in the same spot where he crossed his arms again. Danny knew he would stand there for hours if he had to. Brian was such a fucking dick hole.

"Okay, okay. Can I fucking shower first, Brian?" Dan glared one tired eye up at his friend while the other eye was smooshed against the pillow.

With uncrossed arms, Brian raised his arms in defense,"Alright. But be sure to wash your dick after you jizz."

"Ouuutttttttt!" Danny growled while Brian walked silently away. Danny knew he was fucking grinning and enjoying this.

Once Dan heard Brian exit and shut the door, he pushed himself up off of the bed. He blinked a few times to try and get the sleep out of them, but it was hard. He had such a good J.O session last night. 

A small vibration of his phone made Dan turn his head towards the direction of the sound. The phone was tangled up in his blankets, so he fumbled to get it out. 

He muttered with a deep, sleepy tone,"Two missed calls from Brian..a few texts from Arin..shit." He missed he and Arin's workout. It was alright though, because by the looks of the messages, Arin didn't go either.

As Danny grabbed a few clothes from his dresser, he winced. It only took him a minute to remember. He had only forgotten about you for a second, yet here he was, about to shower and jerk off while thinking of you.

"God, I'm disgusting." 

He shook his own head and dragged his feet over to his master bathroom, and that was when he remembered something else. A sleepy, blurry haze of laughter, heat, and moaning. Flashes of Y/N and what he pictured her body to be like, perfect, and under him. Or on top of him. Whichever she preferred.

"Oh my god, Danny.." He grabbed at his curls in frustration. His head was swarming with all types of inappropriate things involving Y/N..and he felt like he couldn't control it. He had a small heart attack because for a split second he thought that was all real, but he knew it wasn't. It comforted him and depressed him at the same time. If it was real, he would've woken up to her this morning.

The thought of seeing her in his bed, sunlight shining on her body as the sunset turned into a sunrise warmed his heart. Or maybe it was the hot water that was hitting him now. He let the steam and water hit his face and wash away all of the aching tiredness. Well, there was one ache still remaining, but he would take care of that later.

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(The Grump Space, 6 o clock, 2 hours before the party.)

You were about to kill something if your tablet wouldn't stop freezing. All day you had lip synced scenes from Ross's show and he said he was satisfied with it, so he had you fully sync it. Moving the mouths centimeter was so aggravating and tedious..but that was animation. And you loved working through it all and seeing the beautiful final product.

Suzy popped her head into your office around 6:30, almost scaring the shit out of you.

"Wow.." Suzy said when she saw how focused you were and how caught off guard you were at her appearance,"Have you been working for Ross all day Y/N?"

You sighed,"Yes. Sorry I jumped..I just.."

"You know the party is in a few hours right?" More of her body appeared  in the doorway. She was dressed casually in a t shirt and jeans. Her makeup was on point as always.

"Party?" You blinked,"Shit." You totally forgot about it..and to shower! "Oh my god, I need to shower." Urgently, you put your tablet aside and stood up, grabbing your bag of clothes from your desk.

"Y/N..would you wanna shower at my house?" Suzy asked, looking sadly at you with a smile. She probably felt bad for you.

"What?" You were still dazed, and that question made your condition worse. After you took in what she said you shook your head,"Oh..Suzy..I couldn't ask that of you, I mean.."

"It's just a shower. And you and I can have some girl time after."

"That sounds kinky." A male passerby remarked.

"Shut up Matt." Suzy playfully glared in his direction.

You leaned over to catch a glimpse of Matt, who you hadn't met personally. He was already gone though by the time you leaned out of the doorway. 

Suzy touched your shoulder, causing you to turn to her. This girl looked sincerely into your eyes, and the tone in her voice was gentle,"Really, Y/N. Shower at my place. Its not a huge deal, alright? Holly and I can drive you back over here in time for the party."

"Holly?"

"Yeah." Suzy beamed, sliding her hand off of you,"You haven't met her yet either. This partys gonna be so sweet!" She was clearly ecstatic. This meant a lot to her..how could you say no? You also were afraid that you smelled like rotten broccolli, so there wasn't really a downside to going to Suzy and Arin's house.

"Alright. If you insist." 

"Great! C'mon, let's go!" Out of the blue, Suzy took your hand and hauled you off outside and into her car. You barely had enough time to reply to her she went so fast. 

After you talked a bit within Suzy's car, she parked 5 minutes later by a nice looking house with a wooden and brick foundation. It was beautiful, and slightly gothic in its own way. It definitely suited Suzy. You had heard of all of her taxidermy and oddities inside, and you prepared to bear witness to all of it.

"Make yourself at home, I'll show you where the shower is."

"Thank you again, Suzy."

"Arin should be home soon, but you'll be ready by then." She said as he led you out of the foyer and down a hallway where a few doors were on either side. You followed behind her while trying to keep up with all of the stuffed, used to be alive, animals that hung on the wall.

"Guest bathroom is right down here. You got clothes right?" Suzy gestured to the 2nd door on the left of the hall and opened the door for you.

You answered with a weak attempted lift of your backpack where you stuffed in an outfit for the party.

"What about makeup? And a curling iron?" Suzy was getting more and moer excited about this. Her smile just kept getting bigger the more she talked. It made you happy that you were making her happy too.

"It's all in here too."

"Perfect! She clapped and rushed you inside of the bathroom,"Go on and shower then! Let me know when you're done and we'll get you all dolled up! Ooooh!" She squealed and gave you a thumbs up once you were inside the bathroom, then left. You shut the door for her as she was too carried away with dressing you up.

You undressed slowly and glanced your figure in the mirror before you. It was rimmed with gold looking symbols, and the glass was almost spotless. When you were in your underwear, you looked yourself up and down. As expected, you were still not pleased with how you looked. Your prime was when you were 17 and still in high school. Now, you were 20 and in the adult world, filled with freedom and junk food.

Determined to shake your body issues away, you became naked and walked to the shower with confidence, drawing the curtains back. The shower was thankfully filled with the necessities. You found yourself drawn to the shower head, and how it was designed. It had the same golden embroidery as the mirror.

"Hmm." You said to yourself, intrigued. 

With a small gesture, you turned the shower on and waited for hot water to come pouring out. Ready for the boiling hot water, you stepped into the shower and closed your eyes. You let the warmth and the steam envelope you in a comforting cloud. It felt so damn good. The water pounded all of the right spots and it was just the right kind of scalding hot. 

 Your mind started running through situations that were likely at the party; like you meeting Holly, and talking to her about birds. You ran through a situation where you met up and talked with Matt, who--as far as you knew--was the closest Grump to your age. Hopefully you could get some closure, advice and assurance from him.

Then, you started picturing Danny. In your head, you saw him beaming. He had such a big, contagious smile. He was singing at a small little karaoke station that you doubted the Grumps actually had, but in your imagination, they did. 

He was singing his heart out, owning the small stage like it was his own. He was bouncing and grooving to whatever 80s song he had picked out. Then you conjured up a scene where he was singing and staring right at you. His attractive mouth moved to emit words that his beautiful voice could make, all while locking a gaze with you. It was like he was sharing it all with you, only you. Those dark, brown eyes of that dark, tall, and handsome man burned into your soul, and spoke nearly a million words. You were at a loss of words in your little daydream. You were so enraptured with his performance, how could anyone not be? This was really what he was meant for, you thought. To be onstage.

"Ow.." You cursed as you allowed shampoo to drip fro your forehead and into your eyes. The substance burned and it took all of your power not to rub at it.

"Ow..ow..ow.."