Code Red

Mission kinda impossible.

TW: Drug mention
George woke up and checked his phone. It was Thursday. Two more days before he had to show up to his least favourite setting- a place full of sweaty people making out- the club. And even worse he had to go with Mr. confident, who surely would just end up making out with someone and ignoring the mission.

He arrived at work and started looking for more substantial evidence. They had their first lead but if it didn't work out, they had nothing. He had no idea what to look for at this point.

"GEORGE" Dream shouted across the office.
"COME HERE"

"God that man is annoying" muttered George before walking over to Dreams desk. "What?" George asked.

"First of all I found the opening times for that club we found out about yesterday, it's 9pm-1am Saturday nights, so be ready for that. Also we're out on the field today, we're going to check the streets for evidence of drugs." Dream said, standing up and heading out the door once again.

George followed him sighing. He literally had no time to rest with Dream. He was always going somewhere and planning something.

"So what i'm thinking is we just check the street corners for needles or bags? There had to be at least one somewhere." Dream said.

"That's so dangerous though" George replied. "What if we"-

"Yes i'm aware of that. That's why I brought gloves dumbass" Dream said, cutting him off. He brought out a box of disposable gloves from his bag.

"Oh. Well you could have just said that" George muttered snatching 2 gloves from the box.

"Stop being a whiny bitch" Dream said, putting on his gloves. "Be useful for once and start looking for something."

"I am" George sighed, looking down at the ground. He didn't know what to look for or where to look for it. Those words had hurt him. He always felt like he was not as good as everyone else, but, what else would he expect coming from Dream. It's not like he should care.

George kept on scanning the ground until he came across something shiny in the ground, next to a run down building. He picked it up and saw it was a needle, almost fully empty.

"Dream!" he yelled carefully walking with the needle.

Dream appeared from behind a building and started walking over. "Wha- Oh! You actually found something! Put it in this bag" Dream said holding out a plastic ziplock bag.

"I mean that's a good job- for you anyway" Dream mocked.

"Then why weren't you the one to find it? Or was your ego in the way of your face?" George responded. "Also give the bag to me, I don't want you to take credit for it"

"Only if you can reach it" Dream teased holding the bag high above his head.

"I'm not doing that" George said. "Fine keep the bag, but remember karma will come back to get you" George huffed before angrily speed walking back in the direction of the office.

Dream smirked.

Once they arrived at the office George snatched the bag out of Dreams hand. He stormed into the agents office and showed him what he had found. The agent congratulated him and told him he would send this to the lab to be tested for fingerprints.

"So, your work with Dream is going well after all" the agent said.

"No. Well not really. I'm the one who found the needle." George said.

"You guys work well together, even if you can't see that" the agent said. "Now, out of my office and back to work"

George walked out. "No we don't" he thought.