TW: k1lling pets
George's POV:
- George, would you mind staying a bit longer after the stream because I want to arrange some plans with you - said confidently Dream.
- Yeah, sure, I will stay.
*2 hours later*
- So, George... I was thinking about this for a very long time. You know, me and Sap live together, aaannddd do you want to live with us? We have a spare room just for you.
- I'm not sure. My family lives here, my cat is here, my setup is here, everything. I can't just move there. It needs to be specifically planned. But what I can do is visit you two for a bit and observe around. How's that sound? - I said while thinking.
- Sounds amazing. I'll book your flight for Saturday which leaves you 4 days to pack and 11 days to spend time with us - said hyped Clay.
After I left the call I went straight to bed. I didn't want to deal with more overthinking. Yes, I was definitely hyped for the meet-up, but I just don't want anybody to understand...
Look, I have this malevolent disease called ''Dalegg'' which makes me hostile out of nowhere. I can't control myself when I'm in this state - I imagine the living things around me to be malicious and I have to annihilate them. At least there's medication for this.
And I'm still having a sorrowful time about Ogy, my cat. One day I became violent and got its organs out by slitting its neck and made a necklace out of the internal organs as a souvenir. I've learned to deal with everything all by myself. That's why I don't live with anyone...
In the morning, I went to see what's in the fridge (I had brushed my teeth before). Surprise! I've eaten all the damn food. What a brilliant start to the day. I guess I'll go to the store and buy ingredients for a hot dog.
Third person's POV:
As George was walking with the ingredients, he stumbled upon a little shop called ''Little childhood memories'' and decided to enter. There were little plushies, toys, you call it - ''kid's stuff''. His eyes locked on one specifically - a little yellow chameleon plushie. It looked very sweet and he thought it might help him with the anxiety that he's going to experience, hence he decided to take it.
- Jebles! - said excitingly George, - you are called Jebles, the chameleon. I like your detailed face, Jebles, be my friend and help me with Dalegg, at least you aren't alive for me to do bad stuff on you.
A mixture of happiness and sadness devoured George but he decided to ignore everything and start to edit.
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A trip to Florida with Dalegg (DNF story)
FanfictionTW: k1lling, d3pressi0n, $u1cid3, $elf h4rm, p4nic a//acks... George is lost. Would his best friends help him? Would he manage to find himself? Would his life be saved? Would he become hostile and do bad stuff? Would everything make him c0mm1t?... (...
