.: A feather in tranquil waters :.

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Dream smiled as he walked down the stone path, frost happily sitting on his shoulders playing with his hair.
"You should be keeping up." He was surprised how far behind george was.

"I would be, if you didn't put me in the tightest clothing ever! It's hard to walk"  George struggled trying to walk..

Dream smiled as he glanced over his shoulder, seeing George walking towards him... struggling to keep a fast pace.

George was wearing a grey low shoulder poet shirt.. showing his feathers shoulders, collar bone and neck... it was uncomfortable to wear a normal one as it hurt his feathers.

He wore a black leather corset strapped around his torso to keep his shirt from falling off.

"You look gorgeous." Dream slowly back up.
"And it's the only because it's the only shirt that lets you have your wings out as the back it open- that fit you at least."

"Is this how you feel?!" George groaned, flicking his wings in annoyance.
"It's so annoying." He frowned.. he missed being normal.

"Once you learn to fly, It changed everything." Dream swayed around, making sure frost doesn't fall.
"Makes you feel free!" He smiled happily.

"Oh god no- flying isn't my thing or heights." George waved his hands, shaking his head.
"Reading and staying on the ground is my thing." He pointed at the ground.. having a worried look.
"You are the one that flys."

"You need to embrace the pirates life and feel free." Dream happily smiled, looking at George happily.
"Live a little!" He wanted George to not feel so secluded.

"I need your crew to accept me.." George interlocked his fingers.
"I still haven't met a lot of them... I don't even know who they are" he whispered quietly.
"Only a few."

"Well.. the few you should be worried about is Wilbur, Tommy, Jack and tubbo..." Dream looked at George.
"Wilbur isn't stupid... he's smart, he knows what a siren is- so if you do anything funny he will be onto you like a hawk."

George perked his head up... someone on the ship knows what a siren is?!
"So- he can help me understand!" He looked at Dream with a happy look.
"He can help me figure out what I am!"

"Just cause he can, doesn't mean he will." Dream quietly sighed, shaking his head gently.
"He is a smart one... he won't give you something for free, he needs something valuable in return." He softly sighed.

"What if you ask?" George nudged dreams side,  feeling happy that dream might have a chance.
"Will he help..?" His feathered ears twitched.. extremely excited.

"Pfft, I'm lucky if he says yes." Dream rolled his eyes, letting out a scoff.
"It's always an exchange with him- he needs something valuable for valuable info." He softly smiled.
"Everyone on my ship has there own personality and way of life... some calm- others need something to gain."

George had an annoyed mumbled... great- he has to convince Wilbur to help him.

"Tommy and tubbo listen to wilbur, as Wilbur takes care of them and teaches them like a brother would." Dream rubbed the side of his head.. feeling frost playing with his scaled hand.
"And Jack is one of Tommy's close friends." He hummed.
"They are a hassle- but helps below deck with Punz... then ant- I don't know."

"I see." George grasped dreams hand.
"Well then... I don't entirely mind not being accepted by them..." He looked at dreams hand, feeling a sense of happiness- as long as he had dream.
"Just... I hope they don't hate me."

"They won't." Dream looked ahead, seeing the river... the calm waters.
"But for now, let's focus on us and changing back to our normal selves before getting there opinion." He was trying not to over exaggerated.
"I miss being able to fly in the air."