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

"ARE WE THERE YET?" (chpt.6)

//TW PLANE RIDES AND SECURITY CHECKS//

George wakes up earlier than normal, so that he could get to the airport on time. It was around 5:30 am for him and he was tired he had been on quackity's stream from two am to four am playing jack box with the feral boys.

He hardly slept he regretted his decision, but wanted to help his friends to he was okay with it. He went through his normal morning routine.

Stubbing his toe again this time his reply was a mere sharp small sigh.

He walked to his bathroom after stretching his arms out, and he brushed his hair and quickly brushed his teeth. He cautiously grabbed the shower curtain back to make sure there were no spiders or insects behind there.

A small gasp escaped his mouth when he saw a clump of hair thinking it was a bug, he laughed to himself.

This was gonna be a long day ahead of him. He washed his face, and trotted back into his bedroom to get changed. He swiped through his wardrobe trying to find something comfortable. It wasn't bad to self promote so he grabbed his Georgenotfound branded hoodie and got a loose medium sized twitch t-shirt to layer underneath. He then grabbed a basic pair of adidas socks and his fit was finished. He sunk into the warm cosy fabric.

His whole body slunk down the stairs to get to the kitchen to make a quick breakfast today he only had one slice of toast with a platinum monster.

He finished his 'breakfast' off quickly and walked to his shoe rack, he grabbed the nearest pair, black nike air forces. He put them on with a bit of struggle but easily enough. He then ran into his living room/lounge and grabbed his luggage.
It was heavy.
Heavier than he thought.

He dragged his luggage to the door huffing melodramatically during the process. Then instantly after bolting up his stairs to grab his phone from his room and his streaming deck in case he could stream while with Dream.

He ran back downstairs and skipped the last few stairs almost toppling over onto his ass, but somewhat and somehow he kept his balance.

A single sweat drop fell off his forehead. He stuffed his stream deck into a safe confined part of his bag.

Then he raced out the door to his car, forgetting his keys then instantaneously running back inside to fetch them.

He came back outside with a blank expression on his face, he was out of breath and had a long way to drive.

He stored his luggage in his car placing the bag in the backseats and the suitcase in the boot/trunk.

He then started up his car and began his 1 hour drive.

There was a lot of traffic, this is the united kingdom we are talking about. This one traffic jam he was in lasted 30 minutes if not more.

Finally he honked as he drove past the other cars and the traffic started to move at a steady pace.

Finally after what felt like forever he got to the airport. He scrambled out of his car grabbing his luggage, locking the car doors, then the slender man ran inside as fast as him and his luggage could go.

He started going through security, getting checked for anything that you aren't supposed to have. He had his luggage checked as well and it was all good, he went to sit down waiting for his flight which was in an hour still. He looked through his luggage looking for his clout goggles only to sulk when he came to the realisation that they were at his house, his mum- who was going to be looking after his house- couldn't drive so she couldn't just bring them to him.

He got up and looked around the shops, the sunglasses area caught his gaze. He walked towards it dragging his luggage behind him, he went down the middle isle to be met with the clout goggles at the end of the isle. He smiled grabbed them and payed for them.

He was happy with his purchase. He put them on and sent a picture of himself doing the peace sign captioned, 'florida here i come,' to Dream.

He got a response within minutes by a call, he picked up.
"You're at the airport?" Dream asked with clear excitement in his voice.

"Yes dumbass," George started before being cut of by the announcement of his flight boarding which interrupted him. "You heard that? I have to go i'll call you when i land smartass."

"Kay have fun on your many hours of flying, stupid georgie."

The call ended as soon as it had started, George walked over to his boarding area with his luggage training behind him.

He boarded and had his luggage put on the plane manually by a worker, he kept his bag with him- seeing as that had all the important items in it.

An hour into the plane ride food came around George was asleep and wasn't hungry anyways he was dreaming about none other than Dream, he was startled as his dream came to a halt.

"Are we there yetttt." A kid chimed in a painfully annoying voice.

"No, we aren't. That is the 522nd time you have asked." A clearly pissed mother replied.

George chuckled, and then realised how hot it was on the plane he took off his hoodie and stuffed it into the small remaining space in his bag.

This was going to be a long flight. He set himself in a comfy position and tried to get more sleep.

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