George sighed a little, and ran a hand through his hair as he thought.
"..tell me your terms."
Back at the mansion, the whole group was freaking out. Even Schlatt, Techno and Quackity, who were normally so calm, were freaking out. Quackity was freaking out for different reasons, but still, no one noticed that his panic was different.
They had searched the whole house, hell, even the whole town. The most they found was a set of footprints from the side, where George's window had been, but the trail stopped dead deep in the forest.
Quackity had started to fight with Bad, the demon angry at Quackity because of it being his idea to come here. The duck man, of course, fought back, saying he did think it was safe. But clearly, that wasn't the case. Either way, they needed to be anywhere but here.
After the fight, Quackity had wondered off into the woods, mumbling to himself about the plan. The plan Dream gave him, he.. what was the plan?
He almost fell into a hole while to walked, and that snapped him back. It was only after he got his footing, that he heard a voice coming from the hole.
"Hello Quackity from Lastersted!"
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FanfictionThis fic is a enemy to lover's Dream not found, so if you don't like that, scroll and don't leave hate. I'll just delete it. {this is a Mafia au as well, just because I can.} Dream and George had a pretty bad falling out after a already bad enough f...
