Chapter 1

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Dreams pov

Me, George and Sapnap are playing Minecraft, as usual.
While George is killing me, is Sapnap just talking to us.
George and i didn't even notice, we were just laughing and killing eachother.

I love playing with George, he just always finds a way to make me smile.

I wish he knew how much i actually loved him ...

Sapnap on the other hand, yea, he's just thirdwheeling. It's his job, he's used to it.

George's pov

( is streaming )

' DREAM STOP KILLING ME! ', i yelled. ' Make me Georgie. ', he answered back.

I went quiet for a minute.

I was speechless.

' I- I want stuff back Dream... ', i said stuttering as if nothing happend.

' What's the magic word? ', Dream said.
' Please, Dream? ', i answered nervously. ' Okay, fine. '

He teleported to me and gave me my stuff back.

'That was a close call...',  i said to myself.

A phew hours later...

' Okay, Dream. Im getting pretty tired.. ' *Yawns*
' Me too.. '
' I'm going to bed, Dream. Goodnight. '
' Goodnight George '

- George leaves the call and says goodbye to the chat -

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