Flower Fields- dnf

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I'm supposed to be writing a tall tale for my creative writing class but Idk what to do so here.

NOT EDITED!!!! DON'T MURDER ME I'M FUCKING TIRED

The following days after New Year's were fast. Winter break was coming to an end and everyone was dreading it. They had to go back to the classes with annoying people and back to the hard work. Except George wanted to go to school to get rid of the loneliness that sat in his chest whenever he woke up to find the house empty. He often tried playing with his friends to get rid of the feeling but it never was the same. He wanted to see them in person but he was too lazy to go out into the cold of winter.

He was in a pickle.

Then he started thinking about exposure therapy. He thought the only way to get better was to put himself out there and touch people. Not in the sexual way of course you dirty freaks. mhm, I'm looking at you.

But George didn't want to go to therapy. They scared him. So, he was gonna give himself exposure therapy; with the help of Dream of course. First, he would start with Sapnap since he was closer to him than with any of his other friends, then go down the list of who he's most comfortable around. Making the list was hard because he's comfortable around all of his friends, it was just the tiny things about them that made the list. 

*time skip brought to you by, Dream playing security breach cuz that was funny asf*

Finally, it was Monday. The day they went back to jail. oops, I meant school. apologies. George goes through his regular routine and the day is chill until lunch.

The group sat around at a table all eating their lunches. George was eating chicken tenders; assuming they were the safer option on the menu. Apparently they weren't.

"Why are these... gummy?" George asks staring at his chicken nugget with a disgusted look on his face.

Dream laughed beside him, "yeah never get the chicken nuggets. One time I got food poisoning from them and I was out for a week."

"Oh."

The conversation continued on until there was 15 minuted left of lunch when a certain pig came over to the table. All his friends became alert and glared at him as he walked up to me.

Dream glared at him with a burning hatred in his eyes, "what do you want?"

Technoblade's emotionless eyes bore into his before switching to mine, "I want to explain. George? Can I talk to you alone?"

"Like hell are you talking to him alone? Have you forgotten what you did to him?" Dream barks and everyone nods behind him.

Technoblade sighs, "fine. I wanted to apologize for what I've down to you. It was wrong and I didn't want to do it. Well, the first one was to assert my dominance but the other times was because of Fundy and Schlatt."

"Explain more." George demands.

"Well Fundy was the main cause of this whole thing. He was jealous that you were talking to Dream-"

"Then why hasn't he attacked all of us?" Wilbur asks.

"He saw a glint in Dream's eye that told him George was different than all of you. So, he offered Schlatt alcohol if he made you stay away from Dream. Schlatt didn't want to do that, so he threatened to tell everyone I had cancer if I didn't do his dirty work. And originally I didn't want anyone to know, but now I've accepted it. and I think that's it. I'm sorry George, I don't expect forgiveness for what I've done, I just want to apologize."

George sat there for a moment processing all the new information. Wow.

George nodded, "Okay, I won't accept your apology but I will recognize that you are sorry. So we're cool for the most part."

Techno smiled slightly and sighed in relief, "alright thank you," he walked off before anyone could ask anymore questions.

"Wow," Tommy and Tubbo said in unison.

"Wow is right," Dream started, "anyways, anyone wanna come to my football game tomorrow?"

Techno was forgotten and apparently George is going to his first American Football game tomorrow. 

Hm, I'm surprised the author even remembered Dream played football.

 I didn't until I was forced to watch football.

Oh. See? Everything is going well and finally this story can be over soon.

Life is great.

Word count: 780 

It's almost over thank fucking god, I've been working on this story for forever.

Anyways I'm not sure if I should make another dnf story after this cuz I have ideas, or make an original story that isn't a fanfic, or just sit and relax and read all the stories I can ever want.