Erased (Dream x George Fanfiction)

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It had been an hour since my family left. I had been sitting in bed looking through my phone. I was so confused, everything was all a jumbled mess, the dates couldn't make any less sense. I, am dream? Some famous dude who everyone either loves or hates, I have- I HAVE MILLIONS OF SUBSCRIBERS? All I do is play Minecraft? Well I remember Minecraft. Everything about it, my techniques, my worlds, how to play. I guess I also still have the skill everyone freaks out about too. There's also some weird roleplay world? This Tommy kid seems to be really annoying on my Twitter, yet I responded to most of his comments. And there are so many more people, Eret, Wilbur, Karl, Sapnap? Who are these people?

I try to figure it all out but my distracted thoughts get cut off by a knock on the door.

"Come in." I call out and I look up to see the same man from earlier, Nick.

He walks in quietly, shutting the door behind him and sits in the chair beside me. This man is my best friend. I should feel bad for him- yet he's a nobody to me.

"Well, I certainly didn't expect this..." He slightly chuckled sorrowfully. His lifted his head up and made eye contact with me, I could see his face clearly now.

He looked exhausted, like he had just cried so much he couldn't cry anymore. All his tears have been wasted and now he's just empty with sorrow.

He sighs. "I'm Nick. I was a good friend of yours- we worked together and played together." He forces a smile, trying to brighten the dark mood.

"Nick. Yeah..." I basically whisper, hoping to regain any memories of the man but it pulls up blank. "I'm.... I'm really sorry about it all..." I spoke softly, trying to make the man feel more welcomed.

"It's okay, you're the one that forgot your entire life. It hasn't been easy for anyone but I know it must be painfully hard for you." He nods knowing he's right.

We stay silent for a moment until I interrupt. "Who... Am I? I know it's weird but this past hour I've gotten more and more lost." I rub my ace. "I'm apparently famous? How did I end up being friends with people from different cities and states? Who's Sapnap and Tommy and Badboyhalo? Am I Dream? I just figured you would know.." I've become desperate for answers. I need to know.

He chuckles softly. "I'm Sapnap. And, yeah. You're famous on the internet. A youtuber, a streamer, a minecraft Youtuber to be exact actually." He sighs and leans back in his chair getting more comfortable. "And we all played Minecraft together. You're considered the best Minecraft player in the world actually. Dream, the faceless youtuber."

I hum in understanding. "Would you mind explaining it to me? Everything, that is." He nods and goes on a long tangent about some Dream SMP war which I manage to understand.

"And then there was also the manhunts- oh those were fun. Me, you, Bad, George-" He cuts off when he mentions George. "Shit..." He whispers, regret filling his voice.

"What? What happened?" I ask with worry.

"George is- He's very special to you. You guys were the closest friends I've ever seen. I called him a while ago, he also planned on flying this way. He's actually flying right now. He seemed shattered when I explained the situation... I know you don't really know him- at all but..." He rubbed his face and groaned.

"George is the british man? I've seen a lot of stuff about him on my Twitter and Youtube." I try to ease the stressful situation. Why is he so worried about it all? I'll just remeet him like I have everyone else. He can't be that important to me.

"Yup. You and George cared about eachother alot, I can't imagine how he'll react to this." He put his face in his hands and rested his elbows on his knees.