Reunion

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TW: Kidnapping

A/N: This story is coming to an end, not yet, but it's close.

SNAP!The brunet's eyes shot up, looking for the source of the sound, "Dream? Sapnap?" He called quietly, not wanting to alert any animals that might reside in the forest. SNAP! Whipping around, he was met only with darkness. The trees surrounding him seemed to get ten times scarier, instead of being pretty (although a sickly yellow color to him) and welcoming, they looked haunted and eerie.

He wasn't supposed to be out this late, why did he agree to this? Dream and Sapnap had dared him to sneak out and go exploring with them. Unfortunately, like in every horror story ever, he got lost, and was currently trying to find his way back to his friends.

"Dream?" he called again. Still no answer. SNAP! All of a sudden, George felt a sting in his neck. Bringing his fingers up, he examined the dart that now rested in his hand. A drowsiness filled him, like a staticy blanket. His eyes felt the pull of sleep, just begging to be closed. And, despite his best efforts, he was forced to comply.

-

The canine hybrid woke up slowly. Blinking out the remaining sleepiness in his eyes, he tried to gain his bearings. The room he was in was completely white. It was long but not necessarily skinny, bunk beds were lined up against three of the four walls. The fourth holding a door.

He wasn't alone either, about eight other bunks were occupied out of about twenty. Everyone else seemed to be asleep, whether that was a blessing or a curse he wasn't sure yet. Deciding it was safe to stand up, he glanced at the two doors that were in the room. The first one was on the fourth wall, the one he had seen earlier. The other was in between two beds, and was closer to George.

Making his way silently towards the second one, he found that it was open, and led to another room. After closer inspection, the canine realized that it was a bathroom, that was good at least. Going over to the farther door, he reached for the door handle, only for a shock to cause him to jerk his hand away quickly.

Examining his arm for the first time, George noticed the metal band that now adorned his wrist, it had a seemingly random assortment of one letter and five numbers. Probably his "designation." Suppressing a growl, he went back over to "his" bunk. He wasn't quite sure how he was so calm, he just got kidnapped for pete's sake, but he was. Maybe it was the fact that he knew Dream and Sapnap would come for him, that they wouldn't leave him behind, it gave him hope.

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"George?" The canine hybrid stared at the person he thought was his friend. The person he hadn't seen in almost two years. The person who got him in this mess in the first place. The person that left him alone with monsters. The person that got him through it. The person that rescued him.

"Dream?"

"George?!" The human cried once again, running through the crowd of kids.

"Oh my gosh, George!" another voice yelled. The boy turned, his eyes landing on Sapnap. A huge smile appeared on the hybrid's face, as he rushed towards the pair.

"Oh my gosh, George I am so so so so so so so sorry."

"I thought you were dead!"

"I missed you guys so much!" Their voices overlapped each other to the point where it was bearable legible. All of them were completely crushed in one huge bear hug, none of them were complaining though.

"Wait, Dream, where's your mask?" George asked, noticing the normally present porcelain disk was not resting on the boy's face as it usually was.

"It... kinda got taken away when I went to prison..." the human answered, scratching the back of his neck.

"YOU WHAT?! Tell me everything."

-

Phil smiled quietly as he watched the three boys catch up. Tommy, Ranboo, Techno, and Niki were all somewhat close to him. All occasionally helping Tubbo or Will, who were awake enough to manage on their own two feet if someone supported them. He wasn't quite sure what he was going to do with the twenty extra hybrid children that now trailed behind the found family, but they'd figure it out, they always do.

Ayyyyy, I did it! How is you guy's day so far?

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