Freaks - //dream x george// (dnf fluff)

WHERE IS IT? (chpt.5)

//TW MENTION OF A SPIDER//

It's the next morning and George needs to pack as he only has a day-ish left. He turns over on his bed, it's 10 am. He just wanted to sleep but he also wanted to pack just to get it over with.

He got up and yawned and grabbed his phone, but not before fondly smiling at the little elephant ornament on his desk, quackity had replied to George's tweet, "any askers?" George scoffed at his childish remark, to then scroll down to see Dream had replied, "actually alex i asked." He giggled and blushed.

This constant flirting, did it mean anything to dream? Did he care? Well i guess he'll find out soon seeing as he was going to spend a week with Dream. Alone. In his house. In his hoodies, having breakfast and maybe- No George stopped himself from getting his hopes up.

He was just going on a little business holiday, but he just couldn't stop his mind from wandering to places and romanticising Clay in every way known to man.

George finally hoisted himself out of his bed and did his normal routine. Putting his phone back on charge before leaning back and smacking his head fairly hard on the headboard of his bed. "FUCK, for fucks sake.."

This happened frequently he should be used to it now. He was sure there would soon be a dent in his head.

He walked over to his bathroom, rubbing his eyes trying to wake himself up a bit more, even though his headboard already helped with that. He looked in the mirror, fixed his hair splashed his face with cold water. Colder than he was expecting, giving himself a small shock.

He cocked his head back up drying his face with a near by towel and screamed bloody murder.

He saw a spider behind his shower curtain, he could see the shadow of it slowly getting closer to the top.

He swatted aggressively toward the shower curtain in hopes to kill the 'foul' beast. It dropped down, George let out a sigh of relief before swooshing back the curtain and checking the tiny spider corpse.

He kind of felt bad now, he turned back to his mirror and set the towel to the side. He proceeded to brush his teeth, and wash his face.

After he had finished, he got his speaker and phone from his room while in an oversized Dream hoodie. He walked down his stairs, and connected his speaker to his phone and started playing 'Sex with a ghost' and sang along.

This song was one of the brunettes favourite, he smiled hearing the familiar tune and was content singing the lyrics.

He made himself some toast and grabbed a 'Mango Loco' monster from the fridge and opened it with a bit of struggle.

He took a sip and made a "Ahhh" sound as he exhaled. Having a cold drink for once was satisfying, he normally thought against energy drinks seeing as he already got his serotonin (happy chemical) boost from his friends.

The song playing in the background was comforting. It was nearing the end. George was about to grab his phone when another song came on. He paused.
'Don't kill me,
Just help me run away.'
George recognised the song but couldn't think of what it was called.
He hummed along with confusing trying to put his finger on what the song was named.

'I am just a freak..'

His face turned solemn as he sang along with the pre chorus and the chorus. "I am just a freak."

He remembered why it was on his playlist. It reminded him of how Dream made him feel at home.

The song was short lived but a bop nevertheless. It stopped and another song started playing.

George grabbed his phone and speaker after a few more songs and trod carefully up his stairs after finishing his food.

'Hurt- by Oliver' started to play, another one of the gamers favourite songs. He smiled and put his speaker down on his bed side desk.

He knew he had to pack, and he couldn't just push this back. This was a task that had to be finished now. Or at least started today, he didn't have time to wait around.

He scanned his room to find paper and a pen, he saw some and instantly- more enthusiastic than it probably should've been, grabbed the paper and pen and began to write a list of what he needed.

He needed a lot. A lot i mean the brunette had written over 100 items.

He swiped invisible sweat off his forehead as he began to scan the room once again to start piecing together where things were. He started at the wardrobe, deciding he should get all his clothing first. Songs were still on in the background so this made this whole task easier.

He grabbed some hoodies and oversized t-shirts and folded them surprisingly neatly. Then proceeded to scrunch them up and pack the mm tightly into his suitcase.
Later he would begin to regret that while at Dreams place in Florida.

He then grabbed a separate bag slightly larger than your average backpack, and he put valuables inside it. Days before when he was first told he already had got some American cash out of an ATM so he was fine for money. He scanned his room in hopes of seeing the tiny cute elephant statue that he had brought with Dreams 'thankyou' money.

He couldn't see it. He got up hurriedly and walked over to his desk with his monitors on it and all his gaming equipment. It normally say right next to Dream Youtooz.

It wasn't there. He had a good search and trashed his desk in hopes to find it. He couldn't. He started to panic when he heard something small fall to the ground, a massive smile beamed on his face as he leant down.

Instant disappointment, it was a small container not the small elephant. He turned and looked over beside his bed, to see the elephant staring back at him. Or at least that's what it felt like, he chuckled this time at his own suspense, trying to act as if seconds ago he wasn't about to smash his desk.

He grabbed it and put it safely in a side pocket of his bag. He then packed all the other essentials- such as; boxers, shampoo, soap, deodorant, a spare toothbrush, his phone charger, and his passport along with all the other important things you need to go on holiday.

Once he felt pleased with what he had done, and packed, he glanced at his phone to see that not only had it taken him 6 hours to pack but that he had, had multiple if not hundreds of missed calls from multiple different minecraft youtubers.

What had he missed, Sapnap called. He picked up inhaling ready to be screamed at. Rightfully so as he had expected sapnap screamed down the phone, "SO WHEN WERE YOU GONNA TELL ME YOURE COMING TO AMERICA HUH?"
"What sapnap? I can't understand what you're saying because you're practically deep throating your poor phone." George made a sarcastic remark, while telling the truth though.

Sapnap repeated what he had said still loud but audible, George was taken aback he took a deep breath and explained everything this took half an hour to complete fully.

Then the call ended with Sapnap still pissed but kinda happy.

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