.: A feather in tranquil waters :.

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George sat in the cell, having a saddened look... he didn't want to go back.. he wanted to stay with Dream and the crew.

He stared at his legs... seeing his pants and shirt were covered in his own blood- great.. another pair of clothes ruined.

George was afraid what was going to happen to him... will he be killed?! Or will his father just punish him severely..

Why was he stuck in this scenario out of all others... why couldn't his father just think he was dead?!

George was about to lay on the floor when he heard footsteps.. hearing the familiar boots make it's way down the stairs.

"Oh Georgie~" the captain hummed as he made his way down the stairs.
"Your father has arrived~" he walked up to the cell.
"He's been wanting to see you~"

George kept quiet, keeping his head down... he wasn't willingly getting up.

The captain opened the cell, making his way over with a small hum.
"Up you get." The man gripped the brunettes hair.

George winced as he struggled onto his feet... trying to adjust himself as his legs felt numb.

He stumbled on his feet, trying to stand up straight..

"Come on now." The captain tugged George forward.
"You out of all people should know that you shouldnt be late when meeting with your father" he hummed.
"He doesn't like when deadlines are overdue."

George kept quiet as he was dragged up the stairs.. nearly falling a few times.

Eventually they made there way to the deck..

George squinted his eyes as he felt the heavy winds and rain hit his skin... is this why the ship was swaying so violently?
"Jesus-" he whispered ever so quietly... it was like a hurricane..

"There he is!"

George felt his stomach drop, he knew that voice.. a voice he never wanted to hear again.

He slowly glanced up, seeing his father walk towards him with open arms.. a very apparent smile.

George knew that was not a genuine look.. it was the fakest smile..

Once George's dad walked up to him, he firmly back handed the brunette across the face- his mood quickly shifting.

George winced as he fell to the ground.. hitting his head on the deck.

"Haven't I raised you better?!" George's dad snapped, staring at George with an annoyed look.
"Stealing that potion from me- running off to some fucking pirate?!" He crouched down, gripping George's shirt tightly.

George stared at his father with a firm look.. but before he spoke- he was back handed once more..

"Proceeding to get with this pirate for what?! To betray ME?!" George's father stared at George.. having a furious look.
"Telling him all of our secrets?! Telling him all my weaknesses?!"

"I didn't!" George looked back at his father, snapping.
"I haven't said anything!" He had a scared look... quickly beginning to panic.
"I swear!"

Georges dad gripped the brunettes cheeks with one hand.
"You fucking liar!" He snapped, staring at the brunette.
"You are telling me you didn't tell him anything?! What bullshit!"

"I swear!" George choked out a muffle.
"I didn't-" he shook his head briefly.. restricted by the blondes movement.

"You know that I don't like liars George." George's dad aggressively pushed George back.
"You know what happens to those who choose to lie to my face." He glanced over his shoulder.
"Just because you are my son doesn't mean you can go unpunished... I have to set an example for everyone."