Mr Dream. DNF

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11.23AM, The BloodGod's base

Everyone had heard about the new laws. It was all anyone could talk about. Many people said it was unfair that the government would choose to create such stupid laws that only benefited the rich, while others said it was against their human rights.

George was still asleep when the live broadcast went out, but he quickly learned about it when he woke up to Karl screaming at the tv. It wasn't hard for them to live comfortably, however with the increased tax plus every other bill they had, they saw their future being somewhere between homelessness or moving away from L'manberg. They both couldn't deal with either but they really had no choice.

George got a text from Dream around the time when they were eating breakfast. Dream told him to get dressed because in an hour he would come to pick George up. The brunette was confused but nonetheless he dressed up in ripped jeans, with fishnet tights underneath, and an oversized blue long sleeve shirt.

Dream arrived sooner than expected and soon George, Dream and Sapnap were all driving to an unknown location.

"Dream~, just tell me where we're going!" George whined before pouting. Dream glanced at him before sighing and looking back towards the road.
"No George, just be patient." The blond muttered.
"HA! Georgie your getting ignored by your boyfriend!" Sapnap teased and slapped George's shoulder.

George swatted him off before slumping against the seat angrily.

The car journey took 40 minutes and by the time they had arrived George was already bored out his mind. The car pulled up to a big peach house. The odd colour with the golden gates and fountain in the front yard just proved to George that this was a mafia base, however which mafia George didn't know.

The house was basically in the middle of nowhere with only a few abandoned houses and apartments on the way here. This gigantic mansion looked to be something out of a movie with its big Georgian windows and elegant columns that led to the oak wood door and also held up the roof. The whole thing looked incredibly modern, but at the same time very ancient; as if it was made during the Roman era.

They all stepped out of the car and George immediately felt underdressed. Dream and Sapnap were both wearing black suits, while he was in causal clothes. He also noticed the butler and maid waiting at the door.

They all walked slowly towards the entrance, George keeping his head down the entire time, and were all greeted by the butler.
"Good morning gentlemen, Mr Blade will be with you shortly." He glanced at all of them before his nose wrinkled at the sight of George.
"However he cannot enter looking like that." The butler spoke with a tang of poison laced in to his words. Dream's smile faded as he looked at George.

"Cant you just let him sneak in? This is very important and I don't think Techno would mind." Dream protested and wrapped an arm around George's waist.
"Unfortunately not. Mr Blade is very strict about looks and would certainly not be pleased if someone looking like him walked in." The butler still wouldn't budge.
Dream was about to argue back before a high pitched voice popped in to the conversation.

"I could always give 'im a suit ya know, got plen'y spare." It was the maid. She had a very thick cockney accent and a warm smile that caused George to smile back at her. The butler thought for a moment, checked the time on his watch before sighing.
"Alright, but Abigail be quick about it. You know Mr Blade wont be happy about late guests."
Abigail saluted before running forward and grabbing George's hand.
"C'mon mister, time to 'ave fun."

It took a while for George to find the right outfit, but soon he and Abigail made their way towards the tea room.
"Thank you again Abby, I would've looked a mess I front of Mr Blade if it wasn't for you!" George thanked her as he made his way through the white doors to the tea room. Abigail smiled and blushed, embarrassed that George was so pleased with the outfit she choice.

George wore black dress pants and a dark blue jumper. Abigail had told George that Mr Blade didn't actually care about what people wore to his meetings, but the butler was the one who forced everyone to wear the elegant clothes.

When George stepped into the room he noticed how dark the room really was. Dark curtains hung over the windows leaving no natural light to enter the room. The only light came from the gigantic brass chandelier on the roof, lit by candles. The walls were bare brick with a few animal heads lining one of the walls. Bear, deer, mountain lion... the list could go on.

Dream and Sapnap were sat on a leather couch next to a wooden coffee table drinking brown tea out of porcelain tea cups. George noticed three more people in the room, a tall pink haired man in a poet's shirt and tight slacks and surprisingly, a long flowing red cape. The blond man sitting next to him also wore a cape, however this time it was dark green and he paired it with an emerald green shirt and trousers. He also wore a striped white and green hat with some sort of heart on it. Finally, George looked at the last person. They locked eyes for a second before the other man's eyes widened.

"I've met you before!" Ranboo said surprised that his two eye coloured friend was actually part of a gang. George giggled and flopped himself down onto the chair next to Dream. Everyone shared looks of surprise that Ranboo and George had met, but nonetheless continued their meeting.

"I am Technoblade leader of The BloodGods; this is Philza, my second in command, and you seem to have already met Ranboo." George chuckled before taking a sip of his tea. "Yes I have, I met him briefly yesterday as he was switching cars."
Ranboo looked away nervously as Techno glared at him.

"Well Techno, shall we talk about why we're here?" Dream asked and put down his cup before crossing one of his legs over the other. Techno nodded before beginning to talk.

"So, we've all heard the new laws that've been put in place. But, those laws do damage to our businesses, especially if we are trying to do something with weapons. Many of the people within L'manberg also shared that they loathe the new laws as well, so much so that as we speak there's a group of people protesting in the city square. It isn't anything violent, but I'm sure we could do something to change that."

George raised an eyebrow before taking a bite at the biscuit, surprised at its rich flavour.

"We've decided to join forces and do something to change the new laws, something violent." Dream continued on with the speech. "Me and Techno have created a treaty, we don't interfere with his gang and he won't ours. We will also join forces when needed, like here for instance."

Techno smirked. "So tomorrow, at 6pm, we are going to fight. I'll ask nicely to see the president and... ehh.. nicely negotiate for him to abolish these last few laws. If they refuse to let me see him we'll just have to use a bit of violence. As we all know, violence solves all problems."

Sapnap struggled to hold in a laugh while Philza and Ranboo chuckled.

Dream nodded before refilling his cup with dark brown tea. "Alright, let's talk weapons."

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