•Immortal• dnf

Like a Puppy

A chilling breeze made the giant pines wave their long branches covered in spines. Glittering snow falling off them.

The god had already forgotten about his plan to just stay and wait for his new friend. Tiny thoughts bubbled through his brain making a smile spread across his face. He thought of a long red cape, a shiny crown, soft shiny gloves, a sparkly jewel. A million little gifts to bring to his small friend.

Dream imagined each one on George's more delicate frame. Each dreamy image making his heart bounce.

But what one?

The tall god stopped suddenly.

What could he give George?!

What did his friend like? Or want? Or need!

Dreams sparkly feathered wings swished behind him, swirling up a bit of snow.

His hand pushed forcefully on his brow to try to remember everything they'd said to one another. Everything that had happened in the pretty pine spot they'd met.

"The pines!" Dream said with a snap of his hand.

Quickly he raced giddily to the magical place a giant childish grin plastered to his face at the thing he knew to get him.

With Gogy

The sun blasted its bright hot rays onto George's body. Heating him up to an almost unbearable temperature.

Sweat soaked his blue cloak and dripped off his face grossly. Making him look sickly.

But if he didn't rush he'd be in even more trouble than he already was in.

His legs quivered with each leap but time was of the essence here! Faster the better!!

As he dashed past the richer homes and strange abandoned ones he reached the more familiar area of town that his house was in.

He could practically smell the cinnamon baked treats and hear his mum yelling about how scared she'd been when he hadn't returned.

George knew she wouldn't be really angry just glad that he'd even be returning home at all. His stomach twisted from the thought of how scared she'd of been. He hated worrying his mother.

Finally he saw the sweet homey place he loved. It's familiar brick walls and showcase window. The deep red door that held a pot of blue bells

An exhausted smile spread across his face, making his sweaty skin crinkly happily.

But before he finished his long run home into his mum's warm arms two kids stepped in front of him.

George stopped suddenly and balanced so he didn't slide right into them.

He looked up questioningly at the taller one. A head of blonde hair and mischievous baby blue eyes stared at him. A well worn green bandanna around his neck atop a wrinkled red vest and white long shirt. Tommy.

George already knew now who the shorter boy was. And as he expected the kid had messy brown hair and wide brown eyes. He had on his usual quickly buttoned green top and striped yellow and black shawl. Tubbo.

George huffed annoyed. Of course. It's always these two.

"GOGS!!" Tommy yelled even though they were only two feet apart.

"What Tommy? I'm busy." George said snappily.

"OI BE NICE! I'm better than whatever you could be doing anyway." Tommy said confidently. A wide grin across him and Tubbo's faces.