Dream By Day, Nightmare By Night| DreamNotFound

Just the beggining.

(LOL mostly George and quackity content, cause y'know best duo action! We all love it, shush.)

A couple days have passed, George has been introduced by many of the household members. The funny thing is they all already knew who he was, from Dreams obsessive self.

"George!" Alex yelled happily, running in George's direction, "hey dude! Where were you last night, you didn't come in the room!"

"Oh—sorry—I was with Tommy helping him with some homework, why did you miss me or something?" George rolled his eyes playfully.

"Hell yeah I did, Sapnap was bullying me alll night!" Quackity huffed, throwing his hands in directions as he spoke.

"Haha! Seems like you didn't enjoy his company, huh?" George giggled.

"Of course not! I wanted to talk to you—but you just HAD to help the children with homework!?" Quackity ranted.

"Oh boo hoo, you should've looked for me if you wanted to talk to me so bad." George shook his head, smiling at the ring on his finger as he adjusted it.

"Again, sapnap dude! He wouldn't stop arguing!" Quackity wined.

"Fine if you missed me SO badly, you can follow me everywhere, like a little duckling!" George giggled.

"Fine, little duckling it is." Quackity replied, crossing his arms.

"Ok then, I guess your coming to me! I have to go help Wilbur and niki with some stuff!"

"What! Fucking Chores?!"

"Chores? Heck no, I just have to fill out papers for them."

"Boring, we are popping off when we get there—well I am—not you."

"Yeah yeah, come on now, duckling~"
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"Dream! Look, I found evidence of where techno was last! All we need to do is find out what his appearance is." Bad spoke, typing away at the keyboard of his computer.

"Appearance? We will have to get Geogre for that—along with a lot more information." Dream smiled.

"I understand..oh! Yeah, speaking of George, he is an amazing cook!" Bad expressed.

"Cook? When did you guys cook?" Dream asked, turning around to look at bad.

"Oh, last night! We were all up at like 3am so we made snacks!" Bad giggled.

"We?"

"Oh right—Tommy, Wilbur and eret also!"

"Hm, no Alex?" Dream asked, biting the inside of his cheek.

"No..not that I remember—I think he was with Karl or somethings, why?"

"Oh—uhh..no reason."

"Your..jealous, huh?"

"Yes.."

"Aww, cute!"

"Ok, ok. Shut up, I just haven't got to talk to him since the last time we spoke ok..and that's all because Alex is rapped around his finger.."

"Dream, don't worry about Alex. I believe in the handsome dream I know. The charmer, The out-going, happy person I know. You is all you need to win his heart with, k?"

"yeah..yeah, thanks bad."

"good. I must be on my way now, ill try ti bring him to you later, Bye Dream!"

"Yep..bye."
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"See! All of that I finished in 5 minutes, just for you!" George giggled.

"Good, I already was getting bored." Quackity mummbled.

"Oh please, at least we talked to each other."

"Yeah, and that's only because you love me ~" quackity smiled, nudging George's shoulder.

"Mm..do I~?" George giggled, raising his eyebrow.

"Duh, who else spoils you—oh, right,
Me~!" Quackity smiled, wrapping his arm around George's shoulder.

"Yeah, yeah, your not wrong."

"YES! YOU DO LOVE ME!!!!! LETS GO!" Quackity jumped around, laughing like crazy.

"Oh shut up."

"oH sHuT uP"
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"George! I got a 100 on the test you helped me study for!" Tommy yelled, hugging George.

"That's amazing! I'm glad you learned something." George giggled.

"Ye-"

"Georgeee! I'm Tireddddd!" Quackity interrupted, plopping his head on George's shoulder.

"Aww~ little duckling tired, huh?" George giggled.

"Yes, now please can we go sleepppp!" Quackity wined.

"Big Q, sorry to break it to you man, Dream has to talk to George in about—right now actually." Tommy laughed, looking at Dream, who's walking up towards the 3.

"Fine I'll just sleep on his shoulder, since I'm his little duckling." Quackity replied, shoving his face into George's shoulder.

George smiled and looked in Dreams direction, who just arrived, "hey—oh, sorry." Dream whispered.

"It's all good, what did you need to talk about?" George whispered back.

"Oh um—a lot actually." Dream said, sitting down on the couch across from George and quackitys.

"oh—ok then.."

"Right, hm, do you know anything about techno?"

"Like..technoblade?"

"Yeah—yeah technoblade.."

"Yeah a few things—we went to college together, why?"

"Oh—um, I just need some information about him—that's all-"

"Ok, mafia leader, slow down."

"What-"

"You know I'm not dumb right."

"Right—so—can you help us?"

"Depends."

"What do you mean—?"

"Hmm, why do you need information on him."

"His group—"

"What group, he is alone."

"Oh—really?"

"Yeah, have you not been getting the small information?!"

"No—we knew you had to do something with him—so we mostly focused on you.."

"Right. Smart move. You wouldn't get anywhere without me, trust me-"

"George..can we go to sleep now please.." quackity interrupted, mumbling into George's shoulder.

"Yeah yeah, of course. Um—talk later, Dream. Sorry."

"It's all good.."
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"All good" LOL.
Sorry loves, it's been a while huh?

my bad..

But I'll get back to some more chapters lateerrr bye!:)