~Chapter 8~Twitch~

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George turned his head. Underneath a pillow he heard multiple bings and notifications from some device, he ran over to it and removed the pillow, there was dreams laptop. George grabbed it his adrenaline keeping him movie as he set it down on a coffee table opening it up.
There was a password.
George tried everything, dreams birthday, dreams name, dreams family members name. Everything until it hit him.
George typed it G-E-O-R-G-E  and just like that the laptop was unlocked. Dream surprisingly kept his laptop very neat so without any thought George opened up dreams twitch, turned on his laptops built in camera and went live.
Hundreds or thousands of people rushed in.
People were freaking out at seeing George. He unmuted himself and the surprise turned to concern. The stream could dream screaming in the back.
"George get back here! You can't get out of here!"
George was glad that they had posted on Twitter they were all moving in together before hand.
George whispered into the microphone.
"Guys I don't have much time to explain, Dream killed sapnap, and I'm trapped in the house i can't get out. This is the only thing I have. I'm currently in Florida."
George typed text onto the screen of their current address and told the chat to screenshot it.
"Please call 9-1-1 anything. This isn't a joke. Please, please!"
Chat was panicking. In their homes a good amount of them were busy calling the police. Most of them were trying to give George ideas to escape or what to do in general.
George was seconds away from crying informer if everyone as his entire body shook.
"Oh George!"
George heard a door click and noises coming up the stairs.
George quickly grabbed the laptop and hid it behind some books leaving it so though the computer was hidden, stream could see everything.
George hid it and then ducked behind couch covering his head.
Dream popped into the picture.
Normally chat would of freaked out over seeing his face but they didn't care. People started screen recording every second of what was going on.
"George come out."
George moved his hands from his head to his mouth almost gasping aloud.
"Good thing the door down there is a simple lock pick."
George shook as he hears every step dream took. He came closer, and closer unaware of where George really was.
"I'm really sad George, I even made you some lunch, I even took away sapnaps body sense you didn't seem to like that very much."
Dream spoke recklessly unaware of the stream who could see and hear everything.
George's eyes moved toward the camera and then away reassuring himself that they saw everything.
"Plus I know yesterday felt really good. I know you can't even deny that. Right George?"
George backed away as that least few words were spoken right into his ear.
"You don't breath quietly. I mean I wouldn't breath quiet ether, even if I was scared."
George was to nervous to stand so using his arms and legs slowly backed up until he hit a wall.
"George~"
Dream kept repeating as he grew closer and closer to George.
"Your dirty, why don't you take a bath?"
Dream using his size against George picked him up as George was squirming to get out of his grasp. It wasn't long before the two do them walked out of frame from the stream, dream still unaware of them watching.
Dream entered the houses only bathroom shutting the door. He sat George in the currently dry and empty bathtub.
George's arms flew grabbing on to whatever he could.
Dream chuckled.
"You can't clean yourself with your clothing on silly."
George almost growled out his next words.
"Your being weird dream, stop this."
Dreams face turned into a twisted smile. It look so soft but dreams eyes have it away what his intentions really were.
Dream attempted to undress George.
George of course struggled the entire time. It took dream a good 10 minutes to remove everything leaving George exposed and attempting to cover his self.
Dream put his elbow firmly in the side of the tub and laid his head on his hand just admiring George.
George was very uncomfortable. His gaze felt like satan himself was looking down on him.
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