Well to start this off, let's say George was having a good nights sleep.
I used past tense there, he was.
Now, he's been woken up to branches screeching against the window next to his bed. He shot out of bed with confusion because of the noise and was slowly calmed as he heard the pouring rain and the booming thunder with glowing lightning strikes occasionally . "Thank god someone wasn't trying to get in." George thought to himself.
If someone tried to break into something that Dream owned, they would have hell to pay. He'd make sure of it.
Within the next few minutes, George tried to fall back asleep but sadly failed and just decided to head down the hallway to look through some of the rooms and maybe try to catch the sun rise. Going to the room next door was just storage and the one following was another bedroom that looked to be used before but not used recently. George didn't want to invade the privacy of whoever had stayed there so he shut the door, letting his curiosity not get the best of him.
What George found in the next room could make or break his future. Any action he made now is going to have him serve the consequence. Whether that benefits him or not.
Recently, Dream has been admiring on how George is handling the situations better than ever. He seems to have gotten more comfortable with every situation he's been on, despite the actions.
In fact, George has learned to not feel bad for those who have to deal with Dream's ways. Maybe George has even grown to like helping out Dream sometimes.
But Dream didn't know that. Lucky for him, today was the day he will.
As George opened the next door it held weapons, many different weapons, and different types at that. There were ranges from knives to guns, close range or long range. He's pretty sure he saw a sniper somewhere in the mix.
George's mind went spiral after thinking of all the things he could do with these. Not even acknowledging the fact that he was suddenly heavily approving of the use if these "tools" if you will.
If timing was on George's side, Dream would've not walked in on him while he was in his thoughts inside the room. But the time was on Dream's side this time, causing him to check up on his stash of weapons while George was in the room.
Upon Dream arriving into the room, he was met with the smaller figure lost in awe. He didn't know why George was even in the room, but he wasn't mad about it.
Almost as if everything was timed, George turned around right on queue and being met with the white mask. George frantically tried to explain himself for being in the room. "I'm sorry I didn't even mean to be here, I was just going through the hallway to see what was in each room and I ended up her-"
"Shush George." Dream quickly interrupted the brunette before he could stutter over his words more than he already was. "I'm not angry you're in here."
George's jaw dropped the floor in the fact the Dream wasn't going to threaten to kill him after being where all the weapons are kept.
"But George I was meaning to ask you something."
George made a small noise, indicating he's listening.
"Maybe we could do this together."
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