You're The Boss (DreamNotFound)

Why can't you be nice? (Karl Pov)

Author note: Contains swearing and unwanted sexual comments. 

Karl Pov:

The jail where they were keeping Sapnap was pretty big. I couldn't believe they arrested him like that. They didn't even put the other guy in handcuffs only Sap!

I had just reached the inside of the jail along with a panicked George, and worried Sylveey and Hannah in tow. When I walked up to the front desk I noticed a ticked off looking Dream with a slightly swollen nose.

I waved at him weakly however he marched over to me and glared.

"Mind telling me what the fucks going on? Why in the fucking fuck is Sapnap behind bars for?"

George walked up and had his head down. "I-I'm to blame. Some people were..."

"They were being dicks to George, being very rude and refusing to help him so Sapnap stepped in and things escalated." Hannah said poking into the conversation and resting a reassuring hand on George's back.

I noticed an weird look from Dream pointed at Hannah's hand being on George but the dirty blond shook his head and turned to me.

"I don't like lieyers you know. So either tell me the truth or I'm going to leave Sapnap in there." Dream said crossing his arms.

George looked at Dream shocked and started trembling, "Please Mr. Johnson don't do that, Mr. Morrison was just helping and standing up for me. He's your best friend and he doesn't deserve to stay in there with criminals when all he did was help me. If you want I'll come in and work on weekends for free to pay you back but please don't do abandon him." George said begging.

I noticed Dream's hard expression soften a bit.

"Look Davidson, Sapnap should have minded his own business. Your problems are yours not anyone else. You need to learn to stand up for yourself!" Dream said in a matter of fact tone. His tone and look was completely different from the slightly soft look he had seconds ago.

I grabbed Dream and yanked him away from the group as Hannah and Slyveey grabbed George and hugged him tightly giving Dream death glares.

"What the hell Jacobs? The hell do you think your-"

"NO!" I said shoving a finger into Dreams broad chest making the taller man stumble back a little. "You don't get to treat my friend like that Dream! I don't honking care who you think you are! George is a living human being who deserves to be treated as such! He doesn't deserve your hate and anger, grow the honk up Dream!"

Dream corked an eyebrow and looked at me, "You do realize I could fire you right?"

I scoffed, "I'd quit before I continued to let you treat George like crap. You know so little about him and aren't even willing to get to know him at all!"

Dream sighed and shook his head, his next words shocking me. "Alright, I'll try harder to be... nicer to him. I make no promises though."

I looked at his surprised but then broke out smiling. "Alright, that's a start."

Dream shook his head and started to walk away.

"Where are you going boss?"

Dream gave me a 'duh' look, "Um... to bail my best friend out of jail."

I face palmed and nodded, "Yeah... right."

Dream walked over and spoke to the officer at the counter. After a few minutes I walked back over to George who was listening about some project that Slyveey and Hannah were working on.

I smiled and hugged George from behind, he tensed up a bit but relaxed when he realized it was me.

After another few more minutes of us just chatting I heard a loud shout.