A New Beginning

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Teaser

GEORGE POV

TIME CHECK: 04:55 PM

The hotel room is huge. It's like a whole house to itself. It's a double floor with many rooms all over the place. George was stunned.

The moment George and Corpse go in, eyes are all on them. A familiar face eases George's awkwardness. Karl. George is excited to see someone he knows. Before he could go to Karl or stick with Corpse, everybody is curious who Corpse brought with him. "Who's that cutie?" An accent that he recognises, the British accent. "Well, this cutie's name is George and also, back off from him." Corpse glares. "Calm down, alpha", another British accent erupt. "Hi, George. You look familiar." Karl laughs and waves at George. George beams at Karl's antics. "Hello, Karl. You do look familiar." The two of them chuckles. Most of them look at them with puzzled looks on their faces. 

Corpse disrupts them by introducing each of the new faces to George. Wilbur, Tommy, Tubbo and Quackity... I think I remember all of them now. There's some from the UK, too, that explains their accent. "Why don't you go over to them? I'm going to my room to work on something for my new song." Corpse said. They seem preoccupied with their previous conversation, and Karl seems to be talking to Wilbur and Tommy. It's going to be awkward if I walk towards them and start a conversation. "Can I just follow you?" George asks. Corpse seems to understand the situation. "Clingy much?" Corpse jokes, though. "Never mind, give me back my phone then. I'm going to the lobby and wait for Clay." George retorts. "Okay, okay. I'm joking. Follow me." Corpse finally said what George wanted to hear. Even though what he wants is on his phone so that he can contact Clay. 

He follows Corpse to the second floor, to the room to the most end. They enter the room, and the room is fancy. It's enormous, and they have a king-size bed which makes George want to jump on it and take a nap. He was already exhausted from the mall trip, and this whole situation made it worse. Corpse proceeds to sit on a chair and looks at George, standing awkwardly, not knowing what to do. 

CORPSE POV

Corpse stares at George's awkwardness and begins laughing at him. "You can sit on the bed. Don't be awkward. It's cute, though." Corpse said, making George flustered. "What, I'm not!" George begins to march towards the bed and take a seat. "Can I have my phone back, please?" George pleads. "No, you can't." Corpse replies almost straightaway. "It's my phone, though." George tries to gain an upper ground. "Nope, I'm going to start working on my song." George ignores his replies, knowing that he won't get his phone back. Corpse turns around and looks at George, pouting like a baby and looks at the ground, feeling bad. 

Well, it is his... I don't want to give him his phone, though. Should I just return it to him? While Corpse was having a mental fight with himself, George has made himself comfortable on the bed to take revenge. He takes a pillow to hug and dive his face into it. After a few minutes of fighting with his demon and angel, Corpse returned George's phone. Guess I have nothing to play around with him about anymore. 

Corpse turns around to face where George is. Upon witnessing, George is lying down on his bed, with no movement and back meeting George, which is cute. Is he sleeping? In my bed? Does this guy not have any sense of danger despite how he looks? Corpse walked towards the bed and realised that George's shirt was slightly lifted, showing his snow-white skin. Wow, he's so white and thin. Corpse puts George's phone on the bed where George can see it. Corpse just stared at George's squished face against the bed for a few seconds. Corpse suddenly got an idea. He took out his phone and snapped a picture of George's top part of his body(which has his body exposed a little, and posted it on Twitter and Instagram. Due to his significant popularity, notifications start swarming in seconds.

"Is that George?"

"Omg, it's a pretty boy!"

"WHERE'S DREAM THEN!"

"You exposed his body!?"

"What are you going to do to the sleeping beauty?" 

"Corpse sus"

"I'm reporting to Dream. He needs to know this."

"YOU STOLE DREAM'S BOYFRIEND!" Lots of comments describing how George looks and how he kidnapped Dream's 'boyfriend'. Corpse decides to reply against the boyfriend assumptions.

"What makes you think he isn't my boyfriend?" Corpse replied, smirking. He knows the uproar that it would cause, but he didn't care. He decides to take a selfie of his hand on George's head, posting it on his private Twitter, captioning "private content". 

People actually reported it to Dream but he didn't see it until Nick told him to look at Corpse Twitter and Instagram.