{Warning, one of the Characters in this small chapter is horribly deformed.}
Both of them completely froze as the person walked into the room. The heavy foot steps meant it wasn't a man, but it was too heavy to be dream. And something that was even more confusing is that there was four footsteps, but only one shadow. After a second, the lights flipped on, and a horrific thing was standing there. It had four legs all stitched to its hips, and two pairs of arms. its feet were pointed as well, and its face was craved into a horrific frown, the crown on the creations head glinting in the light along with the armor on its chest. It stared at there without blinking once, then spoke in a gravely voice.
"You're going going back to your cell."
George shook his head.
"Y-you can't make me!"
The monster chuckled, and pulled out a black axe.
"Yes I can, Dream doesn't care if you go back dead or alive. So you're going to go back to your room, or I'm gonna drag your corpse there."
Bad spoke up this time, and covered George with his wings.
"How about you leave here right now before I kick your butt?"
The 9ft tall demon suddenly became around 12ft, and barely fit into the room. He also took out two long throwing knifes.
"You get to choose, Sam."
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FanfictionThis fic is a enemy to lover's Dream not found, so if you don't like that, scroll and don't leave hate. I'll just delete it. {this is a Mafia au as well, just because I can.} Dream and George had a pretty bad falling out after a already bad enough f...
