Three Months for a Dream [Dreamnotfound]

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Third Person POV

"The window, I guess?" Sapnap said seriously.

Dream was tempted to laugh, but he knew that there weren't many options. George would understand the measures they had to take to reach him, right? Plus, we would joke about it after and laugh it off... no big deal. Dream rubbed his temples, sighing deeply and trying to maintain his sanity while Wilbur drove around wildly with almost no sense of direction.

Occasionally, Wilbur would yell, "I'm here!" and then a split second later, he would mutter, "Wrong turn, oops", causing a collective groan through the call. It had been nearly thirty minutes since they heard George take the fall, and the continuous barking on George's side had gone quiet.

"I'm here!" Wilbur declared once again, the twenty eighth declaration in the past 10 minutes. Everyone on the call began to grow weary, and decided collectively that sending Wilbur was a terrible decision. However, Wilbur had his camera open, and he smiled into the screen of his phone.

"Guys, I'm actually here this time."

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A/N: this one's really short. I initially wanted to put this part with part four, but then I realized that Wilbur declaring he was at George's house would be a great ending for a chapter, so yeah. Don't worry, part four is already out!