Operation: Merciless

Chapter Twenty-Six | The Gun

~George's P.O.V~

George wanted to call Sam. He was probably worried. It wasn't like he could, it was a clear no from Techno. No usually meant no, especially in Dream's logic. If Dream decided he wouldn't be allowed to call others, that would stick.

A quiet knock on his door snapped him out of his thoughts. George didn't respond. By now Techno knew that George wasn't going to respond to anything unless he had his notebook. That's how he was trained, after all.

The door opened, revealing Technoblade standing in the doorway. "George?" He managed to get his attention.

George nodded his head, showing Techno that he got his attention. "You can leave your room if you like, but you'll have to come back if I leave." George nodded, slipping past Techno and down the stairs. He was tired of being cooped up in his room since his last escape attempt. Who wouldn't be?

Immediately, George went to his favorite spot. It was a small, comfortable area near a window. Rain thrummed against the window pane and against the siding of the window. It fell gently into the pool outside, causing millions of tiny ripples on the surface. George forgot rain even existed. He never heard or saw any weather changes in the facility.

Technoblade spoke from behind George. He jumped, startled as he continued. "Haven't seen rain in a while, have you?"

He didn't wrench his gaze from the beautiful rain. George shook his head slowly, still encapsulated by the trance that rain gave him. George inspected the way the water dropped from the trees as in a trance. The sky was a dark gray. If he could, he would be out in the rain, like a toddler jumping in the puddles.

Techno had since disappeared to the kitchen. To Techno, it was just another day in Florida. George looked around before walking over. George peeked over the borders. Techno was cooking something. George couldn't see what he was cooking from the distance he was.

Techno turned towards him, raising his eyebrow. "What?"

George brought out his notebook, scribbling a response.

'Outside?'

Techno sighed. "No, George, you cannot go outside." George knew the answer, but he wanted to try anyways. He scrunched his nose, annoyed, and left to the couch to sit.

He glared at the blank television. His television privileges were revoked. One of the many things had been taken since his escape from the house. He couldn't play the kitchen game anymore with Kardac since he was banned from the kitchen completely.

George turned upside down on the couch, just hanging there with his hands out, bored out of his mind. He spent most of his time stuck in his room, sleeping. He didn't know what to do since he wasn't grounded to his room anymore.

An idea sparked in his mind. He flipped back over and walked over to the kitchen borders, peering again, his notebook in his hand. Technoblade had finished cooking by now and cast a glance over his shoulder. "What?" He asked, sounding worn out.

'Board games? Card games?'

Techno stopped for a moment to think, before going over to the closet. George followed, glaring into the closet.

"George!" Techno snapped at him. George backed up. "You can't go looking in my closets!" George nodded quickly, stumbling a few paces back.