8~ Treehouse

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Dream paced around the small treehouse, of which he could barely stand up in. Patches was sitting on the floorboards watching him, walking back and forth. "Screw this" he said, climbing down the tree and jumping the last two steps. He walked around, grabbed a few flowers, and climbed back into the treehouse. He makes a flower chain with what he picked up and placed it on the tabby cat in front of him. "How's that? Not bad?" He asked Patches.

She showed no hate towards the flower crown, she didn't try to take it off or rip it. Dream had left over flowers, with them he... "He will like me, he'll like me not. He'll like me me, he'll like me not?" That's right. The 21 year old played he loves me, he love me not. Being the child he is, he kept playing until he got "He likes me!" Dream exclaimed.

The sudden spike of noise scared Patches, and she ran into a corner. Dream chuckled loudly. "It's okay! It's ok Patches!" She did slowly walk out from the corner and rub against his leg. Dream sat around a while in the treehouse and just played with Patches. Giving her the love he needs. "It's now later in the day, I SHALL talk to him!" He exclaimed again, this time Patches didn't hide.

He picked up his bag, slung it over his shoulders and scooped Patches up into his green hoodie. "Let's go Patches!" And like that the two went down the ladder and to the ground, he skipped his tradition of jumping the last few steps, since obviously, he had precious cargo.

It had continued to rain all through the night, the occasional flicker of lightning, and rumble of thunder. Nothing to bad though. Patches slept close next to him, since being scared of the world outside of the treehouse.

Dream kept his hoodie trying to stay as dry as possible, along with Patches. The two ran, and ran, and ran, trying not to get wet. Until finally they were at the motel George was staying at. Dream walked to the front desk. "Hello and welcome to the boo N' bee motel!" Says a short man behind the desk. He wore a red and green flower crown, with two small ram horns poking out. And he had a personality as sweet like honey!

"Would you like a room?" The small man continued. "No thank, I'm seeing if there is a 'George' staying here?" Dream asks him. On the way there he had prepared for the "We do not share these details with others, sir." He said, replying to dream. "Please sir! He is my boyfriend, he went missing a few days ago!" Dream said looking down at the man. The short man sighed and looked up and Dream with big green eyes. "There was a George, BUT he left about 5 minutes ago."

"Did you see where he went?" Dream said, hands on counter. "He said something about south-east."

"Oh thank you! Good-bye!" Dream says running out of the office. He reached into his pocket and yanked out his compass. Now thinking about it, Dream thought that his question was completely useless, and going there was completely useless. He could have simply just looked at his compass.

Patches ruffled around inside his hoodie, not liking the constant running. Dream slowed down into a jog, which must have calmed her down since she stopped squirming around.

Far infront of him, Dream could see another walking away from him. Was it him?! Was it his George?! The man looked behind himself, the man froze. Dream jogged after him. Something awoke the man, and he sprinted off. Boy was he fast! Dream didn't get far without Patches scratching him.
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George knew he should start moving that day, he was only in the city for supplies and for a decent sleep, he wasn't there for a life. He woke around 10:30 ish. Which was much later than he was anticipating. He was hoping to wake up around 8am, be ready by at least 9. And leave around now.

But what can you do? You can't reverse time? George stopped pouting and got up out of bed. He didn't eat that morning instead he just began packing up his things. "Books? Check. Clothes? Check." George said. "Plant...? Right." The asters pot was far too big to carry. "What a waste of money." He said walking out of the room.

George walked out into the hallway and into the main office. "I would like to check out room 178" he said placing the key on the table. "Of course! Thank you for staying at the boo N' bee motel!" Says a short man grabbing the key, and hooking it up behind him. "It was a wonderful stay." George says leaving, and walking onto the road.

He completely forgot it had rained last night, and it was still raining. He had no umbrella or rain coat. He had to wing it. I mean water drys?

It was wasn't long before George heard heavy footsteps running towards him. He felt his compass in his pocket. Sure enough it was glowing and warm. George turned his head a slight. He saw a 6 foot man jogging towards him. He was petrified! He didn't move a muscle for a good few seconds, until he snapped back into reality, realising the footsteps were getting louder.

George took off sprinting away, as fast as his legs could take him. Slowly the heavy footsteps drifted further and further away. He did not look back until he found a forest. George was absolutely exhausted! He had never needed to run so fast, in such a small amount of time before!

He swiftly opened his backpack and took out a large water bottle. Though he was exhausted, he only drank a little water. This was because if he drank too much he would get a stitch. And if that guy came back, a stitch wouldn't be the best. He plopped his water bottle back in his bag and continued walking.
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A few days had past and George knew he soon had to confront his soulmate. Either his soulmate caught up, or George had to grow some courage to find his soulmate. Which was highly impossible for him. He hated talking to people! Almost in an social anxiety way.

It was now dark, and George could see lights glowing through the trees. It was the final stretch to a town. He had reached the tree line and he saw it.

"L...L'Manberg?"

CLIFFHANGER!!!! Muhahaha!
I am becoming a real writing! With actual cliff hangers!
Paragraph six, "As sweet like honey!" This is from HONEY this is made by derivakat! Fact her song IS about Tubbo!

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