A fallen reader

What was that? (Y/N) thought to themselves (I will be using they/them for y/n btw). The (S/C), (H/C) haired person tossed their sheets off of them, stretching and changing out of their night sky pj's into a more comfortable (f/c) top, a deep cyan pair of trousers and a (y/j), with a (g/s) (f/c) gem as the main piece.

*Y/n's pov!*

Just another wacky dream of mine huh? I questioned myself in thought, finishing up my usual routine before making breakfast (go wild with this ig). Speaking of breakfast, I should probably get started on that.

Walking out of my room, I was met with an immediate body tackle from cascade. Cascade was in her usual sunny themed clothing, she adored yellow so it was no wonder when she got her necklace her gem was yellow, it's shape being that of a triangle based pyramid. Cascade's clothing was her usual, stained glass flame coloured hoodie with the most prominent colour being yellow, and her orangey-yellow cargo pants. Not to mention she had dyed her curly hair a yellow to red fade.

"Cascade, why did you tackle me?" I asked, confused and a bit startled, with a slight harsh tone.
"Don't be like that (y/n)! (Y/F) is making breakfast today." Cascade responded with a giggle.
"Cascade, (Y/F) is banned from the kitchen for a reason, last time they made something it was cupcakes with spaghetti inside it. (If the other oc is a good cook add on: I don't care if they make good food what they did is unforgivable)." I stated irritated at this bubbly idiot.
"Oh right, forgot about that." She stated letting go of me and running to the kitchen. I groaned following.

Luckily, it was not a spaghetti abomination like last time (y/f) cooked. Thank the tree. It was a normal stack of pancakes for all three of us, at times I regret letting these two move in but at the same time I don't, they make it more interesting in this quiet corner we call home.

(Y/f) was in their usual clothes (USE YO IMAGINATION THIS IS ONE OF YOUR OC'S IN THIS STORY) and of course their item of jewelry with (insert y/f's gem and their favourite colour, again one of your oc's) "(y/f), must I remind you. You are banned from cooking because of those spaghetti cupcakes." I stated during eating.
"Yeah, I know but you woke up late, again. We both know Cascade can't cook well." (Y/f) replied.
"Hey! I can cook!" Cascade butted in. Great, another petty fight.
"Okay, let's stop it right here. Don't we have to go see fern at some point today?" My question stopped the fight luckiky.

(Sorry its short! This js my first actual story on here aswell as my first reader insert. 488 words total)