A Lovely Mess

Day 17

"Finally! Longest fucking journey of my life" Dream exclaimed upon hitting an area beside Cedar falls, no more than an hour away from their destination.
"That felt like forever, and we drove from Florida to bleetin Canada!"
"Couldnt agree more george" Dream chuckled
"I'm exhausted"
"You haven't even been the one driving!"
"A princess needs his beauty sleep"
"God, you're annoying"
"Oh you love me Dream, you need me. We both know you don't mean that"
Dream scoffed in response, playfully rolling his eyes.

"Let's just stay in one of these houses for the night and head to El Rapids in the morning, We can get Nick and then find that David guy" Dream smiled unlocking his door and stepping out.

"Whatever boss" George snickered stepping out of the car.
"Boss? Bit formal"
"You're just bossy"
"I'm a natural born leader, what do you expect" Dream smirked unsheathing his axe, twirling it in his hand.

"Yeah yeah, your leo is showing dream"
"Shut up!" He retorted.

George pulled on the handle to the door, pushing it gently open, Dream was checking another house.

He stepped inside, looking at the peeling wall paper and the classic  damp-wood smell that every home now had. He began to miss the clean sheets and warm smells of Lmanberg.

He stepped into the kitchen careful not to make a single sound, his steps were light and he watched them making sure he didn't accidentally tread on something that could alert possible Z's

He heard a creak come from another room, he began making his way to it. He pushed the door open quietly, A z was stood panting as they did when they were dormant.

It didn't react to georges presence

George took a step closer, raising his machete.

Now focused on the Z, he stepped on a twig, the Z let out a shriek at the sound, turning to face George.

Yet it didn't attack him.

It simply stood, staring it him.

It's bloody face, patches of missing hair, ragged clothes and pale eyes.

George tilted his head slightly, the Z copied the action also tilting its head.

Georges heart raced against his chest.

George raised his hand, the z quickly did the same.

"Are you in there?" George mumbled focusing on the Z's eyes that seemed so empty, lost.

He could've sworn that he saw it nod.

"George!" George cocked his head, dream was stood in the doorway, panting with his axe raised, the Z let out a shriek and barged past george lunging for dream, dream was quick to bring his axe into its head, causing a gasp to escape georges lips as he watched the creature hit the ground.

"Jesus George- Are you fuckin' crazy" Dream clutched at his knees panting trying to evaluate the situation.

"you killed him" george froze looking at the corpse and up to dream
"What- did you know him or something?" Dream cocked his head back in confusion.
"no- but" George froze rubbing his upper arm nervously.
"I'm confused- i killed a z and you're upset with me?" Dream scoffed
"no- i just"
"i'll be upstairs, it seems secure enough in here" Dream rolled his eyes walking off
"Dre- wait"

George heard dreams footsteps trail up the wooden stairs, he sighed and walked around the room.

He opened a drawer, just clothes and a small bag of what he assumed was marijuana, he took it and slid it into his pocket. He walked over to the desk, looking at the items scattered across, an old PC similar to the one he once had.

"A gamer, huh" He chuckled looking at the games messily thrown down.
A photo caught his eye, A late teen boy, he was smiling and stood with his arm around a girl, she was shorter and blonde. The boy was wearing a bright blue hoodie and had soft black hair. George looked down to the corpse, he was also wearing the same blue hoodie. He frowned.

He scavenged around a little more, finding old exam papers filled with red F's and D's the name at the top was Billy Harper, he put the papers down and walked towards the door, looking down at the corpse.

"I'm sorry Billy, you seemed like a good kid" He frowned pulling the bed cover from the bed and covering the body.

He walked up the stairs, pushing open a door.

Dream was sat on the edge of a bed, an acoustic guitar in hand, he clearly hadn't noticed georges presence.

"You're playing sweden" George chuckled crossing his arms
Dream grabbed the strings to stop, looking up.

"Yeah, it's the only song i know" he chuckled setting the guitar down
"No, don't stop, it's beautiful"
"George i was only playing a song from C418-"
"It's nostalgic, it reminds me of happier times" George frowned
"C'mere" Dream patted the space on the bed beside him, george was quick to make his way over.

He rested his head on dreams shoulder, watching as he picked the guitar back up, starting again on the song.

George closed his eyes.

"Dream stop chasing me!" he yelled getting into a boat in game and trying to escape dream who was chasing him with a wooden sword
"oh george" Dream breathed into the mic, an eruption of butterflies exploding through george in the moment
"STOP!" he yelled still attempting to escape.
"Oh georgieee" he teased getting closer
"SERIOUSLY STOP!" George playfully cried out, before long he and dream erupted into laughter.

"George, just wait up!"
"You're going to kill me!" he cried
"Oh come on now, just stop"
George stopped in game and stepped out of the boat, now standing on land.

Dream had finally caught up to him and crouched, he tossed a blue cornflower in georges direction.

Georges character picked it up and held it in his idle hand, he smiled to himself irl.

"i just wanted to give you a flower" Dreams voice was soft, his lisp was always clearer when his voice was this gentle.

"You were chasing me with a sword!"

"Out of love!"

"Pfft-" George smirked "- yeah right"

"You love me really george"

"only in your dreams!"

"yeah yeah, whatever"

"Look! lets watch the sunset" George began sprinting off towards a small hill, pulling his character up it, he adjusted his headset slightly upon stopping, Dreams character stood beside him.

Sweden By C418 was much clearer now, previously he had been so preoccupied he hadn't noticed the soft undertones of the song.

"George?" Dream set the guitar down, turning his head to look down at george.

George had fallen asleep, a fond smile across his face.

"you're such an idiot" dream chuckled to himself, he was gentle with his movements as he lay george down on the bed, careful not to startle him.

"goodnight georgie" he kissed georges cheek before wrapping his arm over his waist and falling asleep