Where will loyalty lie? DreamxReader.

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After a few hours of mapping out the land, making many jokes and laughing at Sapnap who came back from a 4 hour hunting trip with only a dead rabbit that he spent 2 hours chasing and a random stick that he ran around the trees with, everyone had separated to do something on their own. Dream was still scribbling on maps, George was sorting a bunch of junk chests into the new storage facility, Sapnap was yelling at mobs in the sporner room and Y/N was out somewhere in the wild getting attacked by mobs.

"I'm going out." George waved to Dream as he walked past.

"Woah, where you going?" Dream smirked at him turning around and grabbing George's shoulder to stop him.

"Just out for a walk is that a crime?" George wore his normal jeans and blue top with thickly rimmed glasses but now had a navy cloak fastened over his shoulders with a mushroom button.

"No your not that cloak is a sneaky cloak. Where you trying to sneak?" Dream ran his hand against the rim of the cloak.

"Just out. I'm going to stop by L'manberg to talk to Quackity and don't really want Wilbur yelling at me for being there." He turned from Dream who giggled at him before returning to his maps.

George left the house, quickly walking down to L'manberg and flicking his hood above his head, lowering his face to the ground and slipping into the gates. Wilbur and Tommy were in the van, Niki and Fundy at Niki's small house, Tubbo already asleep and Schlatt and Quackity at their house beside the pond.

George tip toed over to Quackity and Schlatt, keeping in the dense shadow as much as possible, "Hey Quackity." He whisper yelled as he walked to them.

"George! How you doing?" Quackity had a Spanish accent and small bouncy stature. The man next to him was an average sized man who hunched over himself a lot.

"I'm good. Kinda need some help though." His hands intertwined together and George fiddled with his thumbs.

"What with?" The beanie wearing man asked. Schlatt tilted his head silently and thinned his lips in a smile while listening to Schlatt.

"You know Y/N?" He asked.

Schlatt smiled even more at the mention of her name, "Yeah?" Quackity answered.

"I like her a lot but she's dating Dream who is my best friend and he is already mad at me for even liking her but she likes him and-" he went on a small ramble until Quackity pressed his palm against his shoulder to silence him.

"So~ women trouble?" He giggled.

"Wha- no i-" he tried to find the words until Schlatt piped in beside him.

"I could maybe help if~ you bring her to me. After the election. Me and Dream already have a small deal so this should be easy to convince her to go to you." He spoke with a sing song tone and an evil smile, "bring her here and leave her with me but tell no one."

"Really?! What do you want as payment?" George bounced slightly on his feet.

"Nothing my friend. It's on the house, bringing her to me is enough." He lowered his head and smiled, sharp teeth showing from his mouth.

"Thank you JSchlatt. I'll see you guys for the election." George flipped up his hood and turned around, waving goodbye and then running happily out of L'manberg and towards the house.

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George reached the house and took down his hood, unclipping the mushroom button from his shoulders and swinging the cloak from his body as he walked up.

Before George reached the door their was a loud rustling in the trees and he turned to face the noise when a small face poked out from the brush. Y/N climbed out of the trees, small cuts and bruises covering her body and a large scrape across her right arm, on her belt she carried a small brown bag filled with a soft grey powder, gun powder.

"Hey George. Where have you been?" She smiled walking up to him.

"Just out for a walk." He lied with a smile.

"Oh ok, I got lots of gun powder." She gently shook the brown bag at her hip.

She stood next to him and reached for the door handle, walking in and yelling out for Dream who walked around the corner.

"Welcome back beautiful." He greeted her with a kiss then turned to her wounds, "mobs?" He asked.

She shook her head yes as he reached to his pocket and Dream pulled out a small golden bottle, handing it to her. Y/N popped of the cork and took a small sip. The potion healed all the small cuts and hid the bruises, the large scrape against her forearm took another sip to heal.

"I got this." She unclipped the bag from her side and handed it to him.

Dream opened it and saw a large pile of grey powder, "oh nice! I needed more of this." He smiled at her then turned to George, "have fun?"

George nodded before running up to his room.