Chapter 56: Rage

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(Georges pov)

He is unbeatable.

No matter how hard you try you can never beat Dream at a board game. He always wins and we have played so many different games and now I am starting to rage. We were playing a game that I am very good at, there is no way Dream is gonna beat me at this game.

"y yo gano (And I win)" Dream says 

"No you didn't" I say 

"Sí tengo (Yes, I have)" Dream says. I look at the board to see that he is right, he won.

I stand up and grab the board and throw it across the room. I look at Dream who is a bit shocked then he looks down at the table.

"Tal vez deberíamos dejar de jugar (Maybe we should stop playing)" Dream says 

"No no we can keep playing" I say "We just need to play a different game"

"George, solo te enojarás con el próximo juego y también te enojarás, creo que sería mejor si dejáramos de jugar juegos de mesa y quizás hiciéramos otra cosa en su lugar. (George you will only get upset with the next game and rage at it as well, I think it would be better if we just stopped playing board games and maybe do something else instead)" Dream says 

"Okay fine" I say "Now it has been a day so how is your wrist?"

Dream looks down at his wrist then looks back at me.

"E-está bien (I-It's fine)" Dream says. I grab Dream's arm and look at his wrist.

I move my finger over Dream's wrist and he screams in pain and bites his own finger. I grab Dream's other hand and hold it so he couldn't bite himself.

"Can you move it?" I ask. Dream nods.

"Solo un poco, aunque no mucho (Just a bit, not much though)" Dream says 

"Well can you move it for me?" I ask. Dream moves his wrist but not a lot.

"Well it is not broken I can say that" I say "Though you might have actually hurt it so we will have to keep a close eye on it"

Dream nods. I let go of Dream's arms and he stands up.

"So what are we gonna do?" I ask

"Algo que no te hará enojar (Something that won't make you rage)" Dream says 

"I agree with that 100%" I say. Dream smiles then looks around.

"Pero ¿qué es ese algo? (But what is that something?)" Dream says

"I don't know" I say

"Nosotros podriamos jugar algunos Minecraft (We could play some Minecraft)" Dream says 

"But some times that makes me rage when I die" I say. Dream looks away.

"Sí, tienes razón, sería una mala idea. (Yeah, your right it would be a bad idea)" Dream says 

"You seem a bit upset that I said no" I say "We can play Minecraft if you want"

"No, no, si dices que es una mala idea para ti, entonces no deberíamos jugarlo. (No no, if you say it is a bad idea for you then we shouldn't play it)" Dream says. I look away and back at Dream.

"No it's fine, I should be fine" I say

"Okay, si tú lo dices (Okay, if you say so)" Dream says. We both walk into the lounge room and sit down on the lounge.

I set everything up and we start to play on a new world. I have noticed something about Dream when we play Minecraft. He always builds everything and does the mining and I don't know why he always does this and I can tell you that he builds so many things and I am not sure why.

Dream was getting all the wood while I was making the weapons and killing animals for food. After a while of playing me and Dream were in the mines trying to find as many stuff as we could. I wasn't aloud to die because I had a diamond pickaxe and some diamonds on me and if I died well it would be the end of the world.

We were mining and all of a sudden we find a cave and I drop down into lava...I died and all my stuff was burned in the lava. Dream looks at me as I try to keep my cool but that doesn't last for long. I stand up and throw the remote on the floor.

I was mad, very very very mad. I was yelling and screaming until Dream stands up and hugs me from behind. I calm down and grab Dream's hands very softly making sure I wouldn't hurt Dream even more.

"Estas tranquilo ahora? (Are you calm now?)" Dream asks

"Just a bit" I mumble "I am sorry for that rage I just had and I am sorry for hurting your wrist"

"Está bien que pasen cosas que no puedes controlar (It's okay things happen that you can't control)" Dream says 

"Thanks" I say "Also yesterday when we were talking about the board games, what did you call me?"

"no te llame nada (I didn't call you anything)" Dream says 

"Yes you did, you can't lie to me" I say  

"Okay okay, Te llamé bollo de miel.. (Okay okay, I called you honey bun..)" Dream says 

"Awww that's so cute, you calling me that" I say "If anything I should be calling you honey bun"

"Nooooo" Dream says "Ese es mi apodo para ti y no puedes cambiar eso. (That's my nickname for you and you can't change that)" Dream says 

"I don't like the nick name" I say 

"Está bien, entonces dejaré de llamarte cariño. (Okay, I'll stop calling you honey bun then.)" Dream says. I smile.

We hug for a little while longer then we both go off and do our own things.

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