PARTNERS IN CRIME//DREAMNOTFOUND

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It was the day, the day of Technoblade's and Wilbur's funeral.

Dream and George were both dressed all black and George was helping his boyfriend again with his hair. The blonde just couldn't get it right.

„Are you ready?" the tall american asked, holding his hand out to George that sat on the edge of his bed and nodded.

They used the elevators because it was easier if you had a wheelchair with you. Of course they used the old ones, but no one quietly hummed the music this time.

The doors opened and Dream pushed George in his wheelchair through.

When they arrived in the yard, nearly no one was there anymore, it seemed like everyone except Callahan had already driven off.

The silent boy opened the doors of one of their cars for Dream and George and helped Clay, putting the wheelchair in the trunk.

Dream sat down on the passenger seat while Callahan drove the car and George sat in the back.

The tall American held his hand to the back, reaching for George's hand.

The British smiled slightly, holding Dreams hand with both of his. He was scared.

It only took a couple of minutes till they arrived at the graveyard. Dream helped George out of the car, while Callahan got the wheelchair out of the back.

„Thanks" George commented, not expecting a response. Callahan just nodded as Clay begun to push the chair to the entrance.

The ceremony already begun, but the three men didn't care. They just stood in the back, listening to a few people holding a speech.

Phil, that wanted to hold a speech next, bursted into tears and stepped back. One hand over his mouth, the British man stepped down from the little podium and made his way over to Ranboo, that laid one arm around him.

Dream glanced over to him, noticing the weird silence and made his way to the front, leaving a confused George behind.

„Uhm hello", he spoke and tapped the microphone to see if it was working.

In front of him stood many of his friends, every single one with a sad or red and puffy face from crying. Behind him the now closed Graves.

„I am not prepared to do this but Techno always told me I'm good at everything except cooking, so here we go", he chuckled a bit, remembering that moment.

„Technoblade was an awesome person, I thing we can all agree to that", he spoke. „Maybe he wasn't the best in showing emotions or the nicest to talk to, but behind that cold voice and the emotionless face, he had a big heart."

Dream saw some people nodding.

„Most of you probably don't know", he continued. „But when I was around fourteen, maybe fifteen, this man was the one taking me under his wings, the wings that carry him now up there", the tall American looked up in the sky. „He gave me a home and hope when I needed it the most, he is the reason I'm able to stand here, in front of so many great people. Only because he decided to basically adopt that little blonde boy, I was able to become one of the greatest killers on this planet, only because he saved me, I was able to meet all of you and have an amazing time."

Everything around him suddenly seemed blurry and tears escaped his eyes, Dream stared at the small crowd till his eyes found Georges again that was in the back.

The British killer raised his voice, realizing that his partner struggled.

„Technoblade never dies!" George spoke loudly, everyone turned to the back to see him. „He will continue living in our hearts."