My Little Gogy. (Dream x George)

Chapter 2: A Long Day

Dreams Pov

I looked over to George who is passed out, sleeping so peacefully.

He was leaning his head on the center console of the car, as he was curled in a ball in the chair.

I took my one hand off the wheel and started playing with his short brown hair.

Throughout the rest of the drive, I just pet him till we got to my house.

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When we got to my house, I tapped George's shoulder to wake him.

I eventually had to shake him a little to wake him up. I then said in a soft tone, "We're here George, I'll carry your things in if you are tired."

His eyes opened slowly and he spoke in a drowsy voice, "Mmm...k"

We then got out of the car I was holding George's two bags. I unlocked the door silently because I knew Bad and Sapnap were asleep.

I guided a half-awake George to his room and placed his bags down, near the bed.

Just as I placed his stuff down, I turned to him, as I did, I saw him flop onto the bed.

Just as I was at the door, I chuckled and then whispered to George"Goodnight George."

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George's Pov

I woke up, in a new environment, to the smell of food. I took out my phone and looked at the time. It was around 7 am.

I got out of bed, now realizing that I was most likely at Dream's house. I went to the door and heard people talking.

I opened the door and yawned, covering my mouth when I did.

I walked down the stairs, only to see Dream cooking in the kitchen while Bad and Sapnap were talking in the living room.

I announced my presents in the room by saying a polite good morning.

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From here forward, they will be called by their real names. Because I don't want to have to use several names for one character and it helps me remember who is who.

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"Oh...look who's finally up," Nick said excitingly. Darryl turned his head over to me and gave a simple "Good morning, George."

I then walk into the living room and sit down on the sofa, with Nick and Darryl.

We began to talk and catch up with each other.

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While we were catching up about things, I then got up because I wanted something to drink.

Walking over to the kitchen I ask Clay, "Hey Clay, where are your cups at?" "Oh...they're in the cabinet over there."Clay pointed.