TW: guns
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George POV:
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"What! ⟟ made it tens times better!" Tommy said with a wide smile on his face. "Tommy!" Tubbo yelled at him. They all walked into the room, Tommy and Tubbo fighting. They all sat down, "here George sit here" Dream gave George his seat. "But you sit here-" "just sit the fuck down George" Dream whispered into George's ear. George sat down shocked. Dream never talked to him like that before.
Dream stood next to George, as if he were his bodyguard. "So.. the reason ⟟ had you all come here..." "Yeah! ⟟ was trying to sleep!" Tommy blurted out. Everyone chuckled and looked at him. "Tommy.." Quackity laughed. "Back to the point- our rival is causing trouble around our area." Everyone got more serious, they all became more interested. "Let blow them up!" Tubbo stood up, banging his fists on the rectangular table.
"Tubbo" Ranboo whispered putting his hand on Tubbos shoulder. "Yeah!" Tommy joined in. "Now now Tubbo.. it'd be more fun if we tortured them wouldn't it?" You could hear Quackitys grin. George's eyes widened. 'W-What? What rival? Does Dream kill people? Is he a hit man?!' George looked at Dream. Dream was looking at Quackity. "Hmm.." Tubbo sat down with a grin, so did Tommy.
"Good... we all know who we need to get." Quackity put his elbows on the table and put his fingers together. He pushed a button under the desk. The room darkened and a projector produced a picture of a man with a pig mask that only covered his eyes. George was sweating he couldn't keep watching, but he couldn't look away. "Technoblade..." Quackity got up and pointed at the picture.
"We take him.. we corner him! That's the plan... easier said than done, of course.. but we can get him!" Quackity looked at George. Everyone looked at George. Quackity grabbed a small remote out of his pocket. He clicked a button on the remote and a picture of a man popped up. It was a picture of the news. "Dream come up here please.." Quackity had a hint of anger in his voice.
Dream left George's side and walked over to the front of the room. "Please take off your mask" Quackity looked at Dream. Dream hesitated, Quackity took a gun out from behind him and pointed it at Dreams head. Dream looked at Quackity. George was panicking. 'Wait what?! Is that a gun? ⟟ should stop him! He can't do that, can he?' George was about to yell at Quackity.
Dream slowly put his hands up and took off his mask. He had a pissed look on his face. He held his mask in his hand and looked at Quackity who put the gun back in his pocket. "This dumbass got his face leaked! Now we all have to deal with his stupidness!" Quackity complained. "Can ⟟ put my mask back on now?" Dream asked annoyed.
"Yes you can" Quackity looked back to Dream. Dream put his mask on. "Now Dream what's your boyfriends name again?" Quackity slowly walked to George. "... it's George.." Dreams spoke with a quiet tone, Quackity was standing behind George's chair. George was freaking out. Quackity took out his gun again and put it against George's head. "Get up" George hesitated, but stood up. "Get to the front of the room" Quackity led George with the gun to Dream.
"Stay there.." Quackity walked over to Dream Who was clenching his fists. Quackity took Dreams hand and put the gun in it. He pointed his hand at George. "We can't have him snitching can we?" George started silently crying. Was he really about to get killed by the one person he loved the most? "Shoot!" Quackity put his hand off of Dreams. Quackity nudged Dream.
Dream sat there holding George at gun point. Not shooting. "Quackity..." Ranboo softly said looking at him. "Ranboo! Not now.." Quackity yelled as he flung his head to look at Ranboo. "Don't talk to my husband like that!" Tubbo slammed his hand on the desk. "Excuse me?" Quackity slowly looked at Tubbo. Tubbo was persistent. "Oh! Don't make Dream kill the one person he has left!" Tubbo yelled, flinging his hand in the air,
"Why don't you run this operation Tubbo?" Quackity squinted his eyes. "Fine! It'd be ten times better then when you did!" Tubbo walked up to the front of the room. He snatched the gun out of Dreams hand. George was relieved, Quackity annoyingly sat in Tubbos seat. Everyone was shocked. Tubbo put the gun on the table, "George and Dream, I'm sorry please go sit down" Dream and George both sat down.
Dream hands were shaking, so we're George's. "So were all going to get Techno in.." Tubbo looked at his watch. "Forty five minutes!" He clapped once, everyone nodded. "Meeting dismissed!" Tubbo walked out of the room. Everyone got up and eventually left the room. Dream and George went to Dreams office. Dream closed the door and immediately hugged George.
George started crying, he hugged Dream back. "I'm so sorry George..." George just kept crying. George pulled away from the hug and looked at Dream. "S-So you kill people?" George's voice was shaky. "⟟-.. George... ⟟ wanted to tell you sooner"
