Btw at this point Sam hasn't returned or anything... the powers still out and they're just stuck there lol
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George woke up after a good long deep sleep, which he needed after the night, Dream was still say there on the floor but this time he was writing in a book...
"What's that" George asked
"Oh, i mean it's one of my many journals... hours on end in this empty prison cell is pretty lonley. The only thing i can do is think so i choose to write it down to pass the time..."
"Oh can i read one?"
"i would rather they stayed private for now sorry George"
"thats fine..."
"Anyways, did you have a nice sleep?"
"it was alright, i'm not used to hard mattresses tho"
"Yep, you get used to it..."
George slid out of bed and stretched, theyre wasn't really anywhere to walk so he kinda just wandered around.
He asked Dream a question.
"Any word from Sam?"
"Nothing"
"Oh" He said disappointed
Dream carried on to write in his book. George admired how focused he looked. He had completely forgot about why he came.
An hour passed and Dream put away his journal in the drawer next to the bed. He walked over to George and asked
"You hungry?"
"Yes..."
"Well i mean there isn't much here but Sam prepared for something like this so we only have tinned food" Dream shrugged
"That's fine"
Dream indicated to George to walk over the cupboard to take a look.
"What do you want?"
"Urm i'll take the tinned spaghetti..."
"Same"
The pair sat with there tina of spaghetti in hand and ate away.
Dream broke their silence.
"So i don't know when your getting out so we should probably talk..."
George put down his spaghetti.
"Yes we should"
"I'll be honest George... i regret everything i did. I've changed in here."
"Maybe you think that now. But when you back around people you may go back to the you who blew everything up. "
"I'm around you right now, aren't you a person?"
"Yes but you know what i mean... out there, beyond these walls"
"George. i mean it. i believe i have"
"Ok if you have tell why you did it."
"i- i don't know..."
"Well Dream that's just not good enough."
George turned his back and faced away from him.
"George"
"Please be quite"
Dream looked at Georges back.
"As you wish..."
And then he turned around and carried on eating...
Night came and George still wouldn't talk to Dream after him asking him to many times.
"Hey George i think it's time to sleep..."
George looked up at Dream who spoke again...
"You can have the bed again"
George looked back to his feet and walked over to the bed while giving Dream the silent treatment.
Dream put a pillow on the floor and threw on a hoodie to keep himself warm and lay there on his back staring into the crying obsidian.
"George..."
he didn't reply
"George Goodnight"
he waited for a reply again... none.
George stayed awake much longer than Dream. When he was sure he was asleep he whispered
"Goodnight Dream..."
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AGHG bye
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Face to Face | DreamNotFound
FanfictionGeorge finally builds up the courage to visit dreams prison cell. He faces what he's been avoiding. He gets trapped in the prison cell, and is forced to talk everything over with dream He doesn't know what he's feeling and he wants to find out...
