Dads Cooking (DNF)

~Chapter 5~Dream 360~

George's eyes were locked onto the grinning tall man in front of him. Dreams smirk spread across his face from one end to the other.
Dream held up the fingers that were previously in George's mouth as if showing them off as a reward.
George understood what he implied. What dream was gonna do. What he WANTED to do. Not what he HAD to do. George remembered that, hey this was dream right? Not some stranger. He wasn't gonna let his OWN friend do this to him.
"S-Stop it dream."
George has trying to look serious despite his heavy panting still a bit fuzzy from what happened only a few seconds ago.
"Or what gogy?"
Dream changed his name up on him. Normally he would be fine with this. But this time. It honestly aggravated him.
George knew that chair he was tied to was barley held together. It was light weight and thought unable to properly move his arms and legs, it's not like his feet were glued to the floor right?
George stayed quiet as dream leaned in closer.
"Or what?"
As their faces almost touched George took his opportunity. He swung his head forward head butting dream who stumbled backwards. The force allowed his to partially stand. He threw himself backwards into the ground. The force smashing the chair into pieces setting him free from it with the ropes falling right off of him. George turned toward the direction of the now broken chair prices. That's where dream came from right? That must of been the exit. As he moved forward towards it his eyes adjusted the darkness that approached giving him a clear outline of the door. He ran to it adrenaline deterring his every step. Each one he took echoed through the once stuffy and packed basement. Now empty, yet full of sound.
George grabbed the door knob only to hear a little click.
"Did you think I would have left it unlocked?"
George turned his head backwards pushing his body up against the door.
As he gazed foward dream took small quiet steps towards him. A little bit of blood dribbled from dreams nose, yet that grin from earlier still remained.
"I'm not and idiot George."
George's body shook with each step closer dream got. Ignoring the approaching dream he turned back towards the door shaking and attempting to turn the handle unaware of how close dream was becoming.
"George~"
Dream was right behind him. George stopped shaking the handle.
Dream wrapped his hands around George's waist and leaned his head on George's shoulder whispering into his ear.
"That was rude George. Though to be fair that chair was honestly five seconds away from breaking. But honestly look at yourself."
George's arms and legs were strung to develop red and purplish marks from how tight the ropes had really been.
What ever clothes had been on him were now slightly baggier then before hanging on loosely to what remained of his frail body.
George put his hands on dreams arms and squirmed trying to push him away.
"Have you looked at the floor to your right George?"
George flinched.
"No, but I'm not going to dream!"
George had small tears puddling in his eyes. His own friend was-
"Look."
Dream effortlessly move one of the arms wrapped around growers waist up higher so he could wrap his hand around George's cheek turning it towards the spot of the floor.
George was shaking. At first nothing was there. It was dark. But as his eyes kept adjusting a thought came to his mind.
Dream threatened George to grab and use the remains of sapnap, they had to be somewhere, right?
Dream moved his hand away from George's face who on its own kept looking. And moved it to a small light switch next to the door frame making the area around them crystal clear.
There sapnap.
Most of his body was intact other then one of sapnaps hand and his head which were right on the floor beside the now lifeless body. It appeared that his boy had taken no major injuries prior to his death. The only blood there was was fresh from dream removing them.
The bubbles tears on George's face finally made their way down dripping off his chin.
He quick turned his head away quietly whimpering.
"Sapnap...."
He quietly spoke.
The smile that was on dreams face shrank ever so slightly. There was still apart of him that didn't understand why he was doing this. The pet of his that remained unconscious in his own mind while something else lead him along his way. No matter what, he was still dream no matter what he had done.
Dream sighed before glancing at his still salvia covered fingers. He had to get it some how.
He crept his fingers down George's back, George unaware of what he was doing. Little bye little they made there way down inside of his pants right on top of where his entrance was.
"You should really be more aware of what's around you George."
Without any other words or warning he shoved on finger in causing George to grasp instinctively leaning on the wall.
"Shut...shut up dream."
George's head turned, eyes puffy and red yet full of anger and disgust, dream could almost taste it.
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