Hybrid (DreamNotFound)

Do You Still ... ?

George POV

My knuckles gently hit the door three times.

I didn't have to wait long until the door was opened for me. Something I did not expect to happen so immediate.

Wilbur stood in the doorframe, not opening much of the door, but I definitely heard an angry voice in the room.

"What's up, George?"

"Uhm, can I talk to Quackity? Or is he...- uhh he sounds pretty busy." I awkwardly laugh.

Wilbur throws a quick glance over his own shoulder before he opened the door for me. I look inside and see Marco standing in front of Quackity's desk. Well, from what it looks like is that Quackity has Marco gripped by the clothes and pulls him down to his eye level while shouting at him, throwing threats at him.

Deserved.

Wilbur put a hand on my back and gently leads me into the room. "Quackity, George is here" he informs and closes the door behind us.

Both Marco and Quackity look at me at the same time.

I throw a quick frown at the taller man, but try to seem friendlier towards Quackity when I look at him.

He lets go of Marco and falls back into his chair as he gives both of us a really mad look. I think Marco might've pissed him off real good. "The fuck you want?"

I looked to my left side where the room continued and see Schlatt sitting by his own desk, doing some paperwork.

"I don't think I have to say much since, well, Marco is here already. I just came in to inform you that he had indeed attempted a murder on Dream despite Dream's innocence. I'm just here to confirm it. And me and Sapnap did find him, he's being treated by him now." I look up at Marco. I just couldn't help but crack a smile at him.

I'm excited to see him get in trouble for this.

Marco frowned at me and I saw him clenching his fists.

Wilbur came around and sat down on the edge of the desk, watching us both as he stays close to Quackity. He remains quiet though, it's not like he's in the place to speak anyways.

"I figured. Marco's foul fucking lies aren't so convincing to me." Quackity said to me before looking up at Marco: "And you, dipshit, learn to lie to people better next time, you ain't gonna get far in life with whatever you were throwing at me."

What will Quackity do with him now? When he announced the rule, didn't he threaten us all that the fate would meet us in return, karma, if we'd try to kill a hybrid without an appropriate, given reason?

"Do you have to say anything in defense? Any last words?" Quackity spits out at Marco.

I look at Wilbur as we exchange little smiles, but with a big surprise, I felt a sudden grab on my clothes by my chest, almost lifting me from the floor.

"You'll fucking regret this, George! You're gonna so regret everything you did to m-"

"Hey! Let go of him!" Wilbur already stood up to get between us, trying to make Marco let go of me by gripping his hands tightly.

I was entirely out of breath from a gasp I let out, shocked to my core as I look at Marco with widened eyes.

Marco dropped me, no, he threw me back and I immediately hold my chest, checking whether I was still intact and not torn apart by his murderous, big hands.

I keep a safe distance and Wilbur keeps a strong grip on Marco's wrists.

Quackity chuckled "That's all I needed to see- Marco, I forbid you to leave your room for the rest of this day. I would have shot you right now in this very second, but, lucky you. Since you're pretty new here and I haven't seen your full potential yet other than trying to betray us all, I'll keep you. We're all fucked up in the head, you know?"