TW: Death (not a major character relax)

George grabbed Dream's wrist and tried to pull it away from his shirt, but his grip was too strong.

"Let go of me." George said, avoiding eye contact with the taller boy.

"Look at me, puppy." Dream teased, ducking his head a bit to try to catch George's gaze. When George refused to look at him, he grabbed the smaller boy's chin with his free hand and tilted his head so that he was looking directly into Dream's eyes. "Much better."

"What the fuck do you think you're doing? Get off of me." George said, pushing Dream's chest and trying to put more space between them. Dream chuckled at the feeble attempt and completely leaned onto George so that their chests were pressed flush against each other, George being pinned between Dream and the wall.

"You wanna tell me what that little stunt you pulled with Wilbur was?" Dream asked, cocking his head to the side.

"What stunt? You mean sitting next to him?" George laughed at the ridiculousness of the situation. "What's wrong Dream? Are you jealous?" He asked with a sneer, obviously amused at the other boy's reaction.

Dream tightened his grip on George's shirt, leaning into him with more force. Their faces were only inches apart now. "What's your deal, huh? Do you like him or something?"

George shrugged. "Maybe I do. Why do you care so much? Better tone it down, Dream. Your fruity side is showing."

At this Dream's mouth fell open and he let out a wheeze. "You wish. I just- I don't know. He gives me really bad vibes. I think you should stay away from him."

George scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Yeah, no, I'm not gonna avoid one of my only friends in this place just because you had a little premonition about his aura. Now would you let me go?"

Dream hesitated, staring George down for a bit longer than necessary before dropping his hand. "Fine." He said angrily. "It's your funeral."

George pushed off of the wall, walking back towards the direction of their room. "Don't be so dramatic." Dream followed slowly after, making sure to keep his strides short so that he wouldn't catch up to the smaller boy in front of him.

When they got back to their room, Karl and Sapnap weren't the only ones waiting for them. Skeppy, Bad, Wilbur and Ranboo were scattered around the room, engaged in conversation. When they saw the two boys come in, they all looked over to greet them.

"What took you two so long?" Sapnap asked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

"Dream threw a tantrum." George replied shortly, walking over to his bunk and climbing the ladder. This was met with laughter from everyone else in the room as Dream just sighed and sat down on his bed.

"Ranboo, come up here." George said, scooting to the end of his bed to make room for the much taller boy.

"Woah woah woah, take me to dinner first." He responded, but stood up anyway.

"Oh my god, no. Not like that." George laughed. "Hurry up, we need to talk."

Ranboo climbed the latter and took a seat across from George. He had to slouch his back since his head hit the ceiling if he sat up straight.

"Okay. How do I know you?" George asked, looking the taller boy in the eye. He noticed that all other conversations in the room had halted, and he turned to look at everyone else.

"Keep talking. This is a private conversation." He looked down at Wilbur, and to his confusion, Wilbur glanced up at him with a frustrated look. George furrowed his eyebrows at him, but when he heard Karl start talking again he turned back to Ranboo.

"I don't know." He whispered. "I just know that, like, I feel connected to you. Maybe we're related or something."

"Unlikely. I'm British and you're not. I just- there has to be something. I've never felt something like this before." George explained, putting his fingers to his temples.

"Hey, don't worry. We've got time. We'll figure it out." Ranboo said, reaching up to pat George on the shoulder. The older boy smiled. He appreciated Ranboo trying to comfort him.

"Ranboo, we should be getting back to Tommy and Tubbo. They've probably set our room on fire by now." Wilbur groaned, standing up and walking towards the door.

"Right. I'll see you later, George." Ranboo said as he hopped down from the bunk. "Bye guys!" He exclaimed as he walked through the door being held open by Wilbur. Wilbur waved goodbye to everyone, and when he locked eyes with George he gave him a wink before following the other boy out.

"We should be going too. Ant said that he wanted to check out the yard after class today. We'll see you guys later!" Bad said as he and Skeppy also left the room. 

Once the door had closed behind them, Karl turned to George. "Okay, so what were you guys actually doing after class? What really took you so long to get here?"

"Care to explain, Dream?" George asked, leaning against the wall.

"No."

"He yelled at me for being friends with Wilbur." George explained flatly.

"Why? Wilbur's so nice!" Karl said, looking over at Dream.

"I don't like him." Dream grunted, shifting around in his bed uncomfortably.

"You don't really seem like the type to like anyone." Karl said under his breath. Dream shot him a look and he flinched, immediately backtracking. "Joking! I'm just joking." He said, laughing awkwardly.

"Dream, George, wanna go check out the recreation room until our next class?" Sapnap asked, standing up and stretching his back.

"No thanks, I'm super tired. I'm gonna take a nap. Come back and get me before class starts?" George asked, peaking over the railing at the raven haired boy.

"Sure thing. Dream?"

"Yeah, why not."

The three boys left a few minutes later, and George quickly fell asleep.

—Time Skip: 2 days—

George was leaving his second class of the day when he heard it.

It was a girl's voice, which momentarily surprised him. He'd been around only boys so much recently that he'd forgotten that there were girls living right down the hall from him.

George, Karl, Dream and Sapnap all snapped their heads behind them, towards the other end of the hallway where the scream came from. It sounded like it was coming from the lab, which was just a few doors down from their classroom.

Suddenly a girl with blond hair that flowed just past her shoulders was running up to them. She had tears running down her face and she looked... terrified.

"Help!" She screamed, running up to Dream and grabbing his wrist. "Help me please!"

"Woah, hey, calm down! You're okay." Dream said, holding her shoulders to try to keep her still. She rapidly shook her head in response.

"No! No, come with me! They hurt her! They- they killed her!" She yelled, turning and running back towards the lab.

Dream looked behind him at the other boys with confusion written all over his face.

"Well come on!" Sapnap yelled, running past him and after the girl. The three other boys followed closely after, stopping in front of the lab. The girl was inside, screaming at the swarm of people in white lab coats who all seemed to be crowding around something. The boys didn't have a clear view, so Dream pulled the door open and stepped inside.

"What the hell is happening in here?" He yelled, walking over to the group. They tried to push him away, but he easily walked through them. When he got to the center of the circle, he stopped dead in his tracks.

"What the fuck?" He yelled, looking around in disbelief. When nobody moved, he just got angrier. "Well move your asses! She's dying!"

One of the people on the outside of the group pushed through everyone and kneeled down in the middle of them. At this point, George, Sapnap and Karl couldn't stand not knowing what was happening anymore, and all three of them entered the lab.

Sapnap rushed over to the girl from before; she had been pushed to the outside of the group and was sobbing into her hands. He put his arms around her and she buried her face into his chest. Karl walked over to them and started rubbing circles in her back with his hand. From this spot they could finally see what was going on: a young girl was laying face up on the floor. She was completely still and her skin was quickly turning a sick shade of green.

George pushed his way over to Dream, who stood with his hand over his mouth. The man who had knelt next to the girl had his fingers on his neck, probably checking for her pulse.

"She... she's gone." He announced, looking down at the ground.

At this, the blond girl let out a particularly loud sob. George felt his heart break a little bit for her.

"Wh- what the fuck do you mean she's gone? What did you do to her?" Dream seethed, stomping towards the man. George stepped in front of him knowing what he was about to do. He stood with his back to Dream's chest, holding his arms out to prevent the taller boy from waking around him.

"George, move the fuck out of the way." He said, trying to keep himself from yelling.

"Somebody go get Schlatt!" Someone in the group yelled, and a few of the lab coat people rushed out of the room.

"This wasn't supposed to happen!" The man said, standing up again. "I- I don't know what went wrong!"

Dream grabbed George's waist and forcefully moved him out of the way. He stepped toward the man and grabbed him by his neck.

"You fucking killed her!" He yelled, digging his nails into his neck.

"I- didn't- mean!" The man choked, trying to pull Dream's hand away from his neck.

"Dream!" George yelled frantically. "Let go of him! You'll only get yourself in trouble!"

"Shut the fuck up George." Dream spat, never taking his eyes off of the man in front of him. "What did you do to her, huh? I thought these tests were supposed to be fucking harmless!" Dream yelled, his grip tightening with every word.

The man's face was almost purple and he had sweat dripping down his forehead. He shook his head as best as he could, signaling that he couldn't speak.

"Dream! Please! You're gonna kill him!" George cried, now on the brink of tears. He'd never seen Dream this mad and it was scaring him.

Just then Schlatt burst through the door and Dream finally let the man go. He dropped onto his knees, heaving as he struggled to take in air.

"What's going on here?" Schlatt yelled, pushing his way through the circle. His eyes landed on the girl, and his face dropped. "Shit. Guys, get her to the medical wing! What the fuck are you doing?"

Someone rushed in with a stretcher, setting it on the floor next to the girl and rolling her onto it. Two more people leaned down to pick the stretcher up, and they hurriedly carried her out of the room. Schlatt followed quickly after, but not before turning to face Dream.

"I'll deal with you later." He said, looking at him with an almost murderous look in his eye. Then he was gone, and Dream, George, Karl, Sapnap and the blond girl were left alone in the lab.

Dream turned to the girl and quickly enveloped her in a hug. Sapnap and Karl took a step back, and Karl immediately dug his head into Sapnap's shoulder. George just stood there in shock.

The girl had stopped crying just long enough to speak. "T-thank you." She sniffled, her words muffled by Dream's shirt.

"What's your name?" Dream asked, leaning back to be able to look the girl in the eye.

"N-Niki. My name is Niki."

AN: GUYS IM SO PROUD OF THIS CHAPTER it's definitely one of my favs but lmk how you liked it :) sorry this took longer than expected, i went back into school today so i couldn't spend all day writing 🙄
also sorry for the late night upload twice in a row my sleep schedule is fucked but yours probably is too so deal w it ^_^
anyway THANK YOU FOR 1.6K READS WTF ik i say thank you every chapter but THEY JUST KEEP GOIN UP so thank you thank you thank you!! i appreciate all of the love and support so much :] ALSO GO HYDRATE. NOW. i love u <3
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