A Demonic Dance

Chapter Six: Aw, you know you love me

I have recently resided George may actually live in London but shhhhhh we'll pretend it's Brighton

"Hey, wanna go to the beach?"

The idea was quite a random one, and had popped out the top of Dreams head as the two men moped around the house, George doing boring human stuff like reading and scrolling through Twitter, while Dream had been helpfully splayed over the spline of the sofa, his arm occasionally giving George a friendly whack.

"The beach?"

"Yeah what else would I be talking about you dufus."

It had been an hour or so since the excitement of the mornings conversation and after that nothing had really concurred.

George had also been quite bashful about the hug but no where near as much as Dream whose mind was still running over the event.

So what better to do then go to beach. Dream might as well be a genius.

"Do you even know if there are any beaches around here Dream?"

Okay, so maybe he wasn't thaaaaat much of a genius, but he'd still come up with the idea.

"No but like, there's got to be a beach some where right? England is like a bloody country surrounded by sea, and its tiny as heck!"

"Dream, you know you can literally see the sea from the bedroom window right?" George sighed, appalled at the demons lack of observational and geographical skills. Even as George lived at the very outskirts of Brighton, where the housing was much cheaper, he could still somehow see the sea from his bedroom, probably due to the high height his apartment floor was.

"Wait really?" Dream slid off the sofa, rushing into the bedroom to look out the window. "Oh yeah, well, I'm not a creep and I don't just sit in your bedroom so how would you expect me to notice?" The male huffed, trudging back to George who was laughing at him.

"Have you even left the apartment Dream?" He managed to squeeze out between laughter.

"There was that time you took me out to get clothes and stuff but like, my soul reason here on said earth is to like, do your demonic command, I have no reason to leave the apartment." Dream said in all seriousness, shocking George to silence.

"Wait you can actually do like demonic shit if I ask for it?" George asked in semi awe.

"Umm duh?" The demon chuckled. "What did u think I did, just Dreams? Oh come on George. I'm not that boring."

"Well, I just hadn't put much thought into it!" George defended, glaring at Dream.

"Anyway enough about me let's go to the beach, Geoooooooooorge pleeaaaaaase."

"Why the hell do you want to go to the beach so much?!? Dream it's literally the beginning October."

"Yeah but because of Specific heat something and... something else the sea is warmest in October so come ooooooooon beaaaaaaaach." Dream whined persistently, reaching into the back of his mind for some complicated fact that probably didn't make sense but sounded fancy.

"You seriously want to go to the beach."

"Yuuuuup."