Some things Shouldn't be Shared [indefinite Hiatus]

Chapter 2: Side Quest Available. Accept?

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"Dreeeeam. Dream? Hey! Dream!"

His eyes snap open to the sight of George and Sapnap standing over him. He hadn't realized he fell asleep. He swats away George's prodding fingers.

"Looks like someone was more exhausted than he let on." Sapnap teased lightly while taking a seat across from Dream.

"Oh shut it." Dream said while rolling his eyes after he sat up. Sapnap stuck his tongue out at Dream while handing him a roasted rabbit. Dream took the roasted meat. Instead of eating he stared down at its krispy skin. George and Sapnap however, wasted no time devouring theirs.

 After a few moments of staring, Dream slowly tore a piece off and slipped it into his mouth from behind his mask. Chewing slowly, he let his mind wander to the town the three of them were set to arrive in. Or more accurately, a small city. It's a rather influential port town, one he and his family visited a lot when he was young. He's come back to the town twice a year since they were separated. It's been about five years since the wreck and he still stubbornly holds onto the hope that one of these days he'll find them. The city itself, however, has been a pretty rough and tumble place in recent years. Lots of pirates and bandits have taken up shop in its poor district. The place was still arguably a gorgeous sight to see (even with the danger). With clear blue waters, and high rolling cliff sides covered in a healthy carpet of greenery. The buildings themselves were also something to marvel at. Well maintained and cultivated, with sprawling floor plans and extravagant gardens. At least, in the upper districts it was. The lower district was, admittedly, much better looking than your average poor farming town further in the country. But still not anything to compare to its sister districts. Buildings were often neglected and run down, lush gardens were traded for cold cobblestone pathways that hadn't been cleaned within the last decade at least. People there were dirty and mean, always on the lookout for an easy score or a chance to move up in the world. Taverns were used for fight rings, more than for drinks and a place to stay. The tavern keepers were just as likely to send you away as they were to volunteer you for the next fighting match. And they always bet against the newcomer. Usually they'd be right. That is, unless you're Dream. He actually wasn't allowed to participate in most small matches. Something about, 'people's morale' and whatnot. Also, he might have a habit of fighting dirty when his desire to win overrides his desire for fun. But hey, free money is free money right? Much easier to fight and win, then to go out and hunt bounties. He couldn't live the easy life though. Being a bounty hunter lets him move from place to place easily. And in doing so he can look for his family a little bit more easily. And being a bounty hunter is decently easy money, most of the time.

"Hey Dream? You feeling okay?" George's concerned voice broke him out of his musings.

"Hm? Oh, yeah. I'm fine, just thinking about stuff." He said while tearing off a larger chunk of meat.

"Wellll..If you're not hungry?" Sapnap slid up next to dream and put on his best begging face.

"No man, If you're still hungry go hunt yourself more." He twists his upper half away from the demon mence.

"What? No fair!! You know I don't have your luck when it comes to hunting" Sapnap threw himself against dream whining while making half aborted attempts to grab the meat from his hands.

"Get good and stop trying to steal my lunch." Dream's tone was light and teasing but they both knew he was serious about not stealing his lunch. Pouting, Sapnap leans further against Dream. He watches as the food disappears behind the mask, with his best impression of puppy dog eyes.