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Clay,
Clay Taken
The person who used to be his world, his everything. The person who he used to spend countless hours with, talking about everything and nothing. The person who he trusted and loved with everything he had.
It's that feeling, where you know and Love someone so much, just basking in their existence, smiling and laughing at what ever stupid joke they'd just said. Knowing how much you love and trust them and knowing that they felt the same.
It's a pretty great feeling.

And George wonders how Clay could have just left like that,
after everything
he just left.
Not physically though, he still went to the same school, same house, same city.
He left George,
Randomly he started Ghosting him, leaving all his texts on read, not answering any of his calls, Ignoring his Discord messages, and refusing to acknowledge his existence
He left when George's Cat died, he needed him then

He left when George got grounded for failing a quiz, he needed him then

He left when Clay's football friends started to bully him, he needed him then

He left when George's Father died, he craved him by then

He left him alone with a hole in his heart

It had been about two months after Clay had left him he met Dream,

It was a strange meeting to say the least, George had been chilling on Discord when he had gotten a DM from a stranger called Dream. Dream said that he went to George's school and thought that he was pretty cool. At first George thought it was a prank or some creepy stalker out to get him but after talking to Dream for a while, he realized that he did in fact go to the same school as him and had a lot of the same interests.

So they kept talking. George stlll thought that whoever Dream was, didn't actually like him and was just dared to talk to him or something, that sounds like something the kids in his school would do. But Dream didn't act like that,

Dream would always ask him how his day was going, Help him study, play minecraft with him, and even let him talk and rant about how fucked up his life is. Even if Dream didn't acually like him, it still felt pretty nice to feel like someone cared.

It was about a Month into their "Friendship" when George realized that Dream might actually like him. They were playing Minecraft like they would normally do when George made a joke about Coding it so that they would be able to get unlimited items and Inventory, and the next day Dream actually coded it. That would have taken HOURS to do and Dream spent hours working on that for George.

They became even closer as more time passed, they would talk about random things for hours and would play minecraft all the time. George considered him a pretty close friend.

A close friend was something George really needed right now. He had been feeling so alone recently. Dream didn't know it, but he helped George in so many ways.

He always felt warm inside whenever Dream would Complement him, help him with anything, jokenly flirted with him, or really when he did anything at all. George knew that being this close to Dream could end up hurting him, like what happened with Clay but George didn't really care. After George's dad died his mom has been really distant with him, Hardly even talking to him, but with Dream, he had someone who would actually listen and talk to him, someone who cared about him.

And that felt pretty good.

Clay might have left a hole in George's heart,
but Dream was slowly starting to make him feel whole again.

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George was already having a pretty bad day,

First he was late to school because his dumbass got carried away playing minecraft with dream untill 2 AM. Then his lunch account ran out of money, so now he was hungry, and worst of all he forgot about an important test he missed because he was late. So now he's tired, hungry and angry, which is just amazing.

After a few more hours of pure tourture, there was only about 35 minutes left of school and the he could finaly go home get something to eat, talk to dream and procrastinate homework.

"As a final semester class project, you will be working with a partner on making a functional country with laws, towns/cities, currency, goverment and will be writing a paper about it. I will pick your partner." The teacher that George was TRYING to tune out said.

shit
George HATED working with partners, he was always the one that ended up doing most of the work. Sometimes, he really disliked having the reputation of being a nerd

"Alex and Sam"

"Zak and Darryl"

"Dave and Phillip"

"Nick and Karl

"Clay and George"

"Niki and wilbur"

Fuck
Like acually Fuck

Of course, when he already was having a shitty day, the universe decided to curse him even more and make it wose. Fuck

Would Clay talk to him? Would he work with him? Would it be awkard if he did? Would they even work on it? Would they fail? Would Clay even look at him? Would-

Ok calm down George, breathe, there is nothing you can do about it right now, so don't freak out in class. Right ok, just a few more hours and then he could go home and worry about this later.

As soon as the final bell rang George got the FUCK out of there. He probably broke the world record for having the worse day ever, like acually. God why does life hate him so much? So many bad things keep happining to him, he might be cursed or some shit like that, it would really explain his shitty life.

He speedrunned his way home and the first thing he did was yeet his backpack off, and then he made himself some food. After getting his food, he plopped down on his bed and unlocked his phone to text dream. Thank god for Dream, he could rant about anything and Dream would just listen. Like one time, George was ranting about one of Clay's football friends who kept stealing his text books and Dream got so fucking triggered to the point where George had to calm him down. It feels nice to have someone who cares about you like that.

𝘆𝗼𝘂: Hey Dream :]

𝗗𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺: Hey Georgie! How was your day :D

𝘆𝗼𝘂: Not the best, How was yours?

𝗗𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺: Mine was fine, but what happed? You don't have to tell me if you don't want to.

𝘆𝗼𝘂: Well because we stayed up late night I slept in and was late, my luch account ran out of money so I didn't get lunch, I missed a test and I didn't study for it, and to top it off, I got parred to work with a Person who HATES me on a project.

𝗗𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺: oh
𝗗𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺: Don't you think "Hate" is a stong word

𝘆𝗼𝘂: No, this guy hates me

𝗗𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺: Oh
𝗗𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺: Do you hate him?

𝘆𝗼𝘂: Yes? No? I don't know, its complicated

𝗗𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺: Well I mean you shouldn't hate people

𝘆𝗼𝘂: Tell that to him

𝗗𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺: Well no one should hate you Georgie, your perfect <3

George chose to ignore the pink he felt creeping up on his face

𝗗𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺: So um who is this person that "hates" you?

𝘆𝗼𝘂: Clay Anderson
𝘆𝗼𝘂: You know, that popular football guy?

𝗗𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺: Oh
𝗗𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺: him
𝗗𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺: um are you sure that he hates you?

𝘆𝗼𝘂: Yes

𝗗𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺: oh ok
𝗗𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺: Well sorry that your day sucked Gogy. Your much to pretty for that :3

𝘆𝗼𝘂: I'm to pretty to have a bad day?

𝗗𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺: Yes
𝗗𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺: Want to join our minecraft world? I have a new build Idea we could do :)

𝘆𝗼𝘂: Sure Dream

Even when George was having a really bad day, Dream always was able to make him feel better.

Mabye thats why he loved him

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“George! God, you suck man.” Dream wheezed through the mic

“Says the guy who’s literally in creative.”

“I’m not in creative mode Georgie, I’m just so good at this game I’m able to fly!”

“No one asked idiot.”

Playing Minecraft or just talking with Dream in general was the best part of George’s day. School is very exhausting, he doesn't really have a social life, but being with Dream is just so easy. He can ramble on about anything and Dream just listens, he really is amazing.

They were currently testing out a mod Dream made, it caused the peaceful mobs like sheep and cows start to attack the player. George, as per usual is struggling while Dream put himself in creative. Great

“Hey Dream, your good at social stuff right?” He asked

“I mean yeah I guess.”

“Ok so I need some advice, it’s about the project thingy with Clay, I have no idea what I’m going to do. He hates me and it’s going to be so awkward, and then I’m going to panic, and he’ll see that and hate me even more which would make the project way harder and even more awkward! God I probably should ask the teacher for a new partner, but-“

“NO!” Dream cut in, “I mean I know it probably will suck but it’s not the end of the world, I mean how bad could it be?”

“Very”

“Look George in life you got to do things that might be hard, or things that could be awkward and you just got to deal with it.”

“Ok Dream, now you just sound like my mom.”

“Sorry gogy but actually, do the project with him, it won’t be that bad.”

“I still think it would be better if I got a new partner,” George really didn’t think he would be able to work with Clay

“You guys used to be b-friends right? So at least you know you are able to work together well.”

“Yeah but that ended badly.”

“Who knows George, maybe this project will go well and you guys can become friends again! Or something like that.”

“I really, really doubt it. It would be best for both of us if I just-“

“Oh George come on, you need to deal with it.”

Uh oh, Dream was starting to sound upset. George knew that Dream has some borderline anger issues, so he probably should choose his words more carefully.

“Yeah I know but I’m still going to ask for-“

“Seriously George! You know maybe the reason Clay hates you, is because you act like such a 6th grade girl. Grow the fuck up and stop living in this faggy wonderland where you can just ignore and shove away all your problems! Deal with it!

Dream left the call

Fuck

That, that hurt. God why is he so bad with people, of course just when things were looking up for him, he just has to make Dream hate him too. Fuck Dream hates him now. Shit, this can’t be happening. Oh no no no no, No! He CAN’T lose Dream too, he just can’t!

Ok, ok George calm down. He never said he hates you, maybe he’ll text you tomorrow! Yeah, friends get into fights sometimes right? And it doesn’t mean the friendships over. Everything will be just fine!

But what if it isn’t?

God he really sucks at this

Clay was one of his only friends growing up, so he never really learned how to talk or approach anyone. Well he’s really paying for that now huh.

What if Dream leaves him too?

Shit this is just a mess.

Fuck he can’t do this right now, he’s spent and hour freaking out and it’s already 2:30AM, he has school tomorrow and even though he would rather eat a pack of cigarettes then go, George needs to keep his grades up. Crap everything is just way too much. He’s most likely not getting any sleep tonight so schools going to suck.

Fuck why is he so messed up

And at least he got some sleep, although crying so much kinda ruins it

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Hey y’all so I haven’t logged in into my ao3 account for like 2 years but the thought came to me randomly so I just wanted to officially end this and any other dreamSMP works I had.

The time I was in the fandom was probley one of the worst time in my life and I’ve grown a lot a person. So I have no desire to write fruity fanfic about Minecraft men.(no hate tho) Plus the Wilbur, dream, and George drama is just something I DONTT wanna even rlly think about.

I did have the whole 2020 phase and I find it funny to look back on my works.

BUT HOPE IS NOT LOST!!
I have plans to write fanfic for other fandoms and finish some of my other current outstanding fics.

Unfortunately I have become a Sephora white girl and I’m embarrassed af about writing fan fiction but my writing has improved so pros and cons. 😔

Thank u so much for the support ❤️ And thank u for reading what I have wrote

Stay tuned!