The Sailor And His Siren

The Lie

Wilbur was taking a stroll in the woods after he promised Dream he would. The air was so fresh, and the birds were chirping. There was a breeze while he was walking. Wilbur was in deep though when he heard a whisper. "Wilbur~" a person whispered. The voice was so soft yet filled with so much lust. Wilbur knew this voice from somewhere, but he couldn't put his finger on it, not when it was so quiet. Wilbur turned but could not see anyone near him. He wanted to yell, to ask, but he knew better. Wilbur dismissed it as his imagination and continued his walk.

"Wilbur." the voice said more sternly and now he was intrigued. It was definitely not his imagination. "Hello? Is that you George?" Wilbur asked this time. It surely sounded like him.

"Ugh finally, that took some time dumbass." George said and walked over to Wilbur from behind the bush. Wilbur was confused. Why was George here? Didn't he just learn that he had legs outside of water? He was suspicious. "How did you know where I was George?" He asked him and emphasised his name. "Don't you get it? I need to get you away; I need you too... disappear." George walked closer to Wilbur and Wilbur backed away. Soon enough he was cornered to a tree and George was close, almost touching him. "Wilbur, you are a good man, you really are, but it's your time.... your time to go." Before George could do anything, Wilbur pushed George off him. "George, I'm not dying without a fight." Wilbur said and punched George in his chest.

Wilbur wasn't the best at fighting physically, he was better at fighting with words, but that didn't matter now. George returned a punch into Wilbur nose causing his eyes to water heavily. Wilbur could barely see anything with so many tears, but he tried his best to land a kick instead. He kicked George right in his groin and George yelled loudly.

"I've had enough of this Wilbur. I'm done playing." He said and threw a punch right in Wilbur's jaw nocking Wilbur out. Wilbur fell and saw George come closer and laugh before his eyes closed.

"God, finally your out brat" George hissed at Wilbur and dragged him by his leg. George dragged him to his little cave that no one knew about. He laid Wilbur down beside the campfire George had and went inside his cave. "I don't know how long he will be out for, but I need to work fast or I will have to kill him. If I make up a story, I can trick Dream into not trusting Wilbur anymore. Seeing as Wilbur and Dream have known each other for a while it will be hard, but I must try." George whispered in case Wilbur woke up. He made a plan for what to say to Dream and had to drag Wilbur back again. George laid Wilbur down not too far from the campsite and ran to where Dream was so he could tell his fake story.

"Dream! I have to tell you something, this is very important." George ran to Dream, producing fake tears. Dream stood up quickly and went over to George embracing him in a hug. "Calm down George, tell me what happened" Dream muttered to George. "I was walking in the forest to get used to my legs and all of the sudden I saw Wilbur. I went over to say hi when he started to punch and kick me. I asked him what he was doing, and he told me that I needed to stay away from you since he did not trust me, and I did not belong with you guys." George cried to Dream as Dream comforted George. "God, I knew he was a little jealous, but hitting you is way too far, how could he do this I will talk to him when he gets back. You can stay with me if you want." He added at the end and was pleased when George nodded. They sat down by their camp and Dream just played with George hair while George had his head in Dreams lap. Both boys were content but for different reasons. This boy is something special, how could Wilbur do something like that, Dream though while playing with George's hair. He leaned down and whispered in George's ear: "Don't be scared to fall asleep George."

George was thrown out of his thoughts when Dream said that. He looked up at Dream and nodded. "Thanks Dream." He smiled and closed his eyes. Such a shame Dream doesn't know what he has gotten himself into.