"Hi!" Bad was the one to address them, with a friendly smile. Niki had grown still, staring at him with wonder in her eyes. "What're your names?"

"Tom, Tommyinnit." Tommy was the first to step forth, with only Will and Tubbo to go on behind him. He pointed a finger at Clay and grinned, "I've spammed you on Twitter."

"Oh, how could I forget." Clay laughed and his gaze fell to George with a small grin.

"Tom. Call him Tommy, his ego's got to be shrunken. I'm Wilbur, that's Tubbo, and Niki over there, oh, and Gogy." The brunette snorted at the words, and Karl moved onto him with intent and a light grin.

"Gogy?" He asked and the brunette shrugged, "Dumb nickname they made up when we were in middle school." He shot a glare at Wilbur, who was too busy talking to Bad and Sapnap.

Quackity and Skeppy were indulging in a conversation with Tommy and Tubbo while Dream found his place next to George.

"Hi." He smiled, his gaze trailing the two individually, lingering on Niki a little more.

"Hi. Oh my- I'm sorry, I'm just so-" Karl laughed at Niki's reaction, and shook his head.

"It's fine, I understand. I mean, meeting your- presumable- Idols? It's a big deal. Did you two want autographs?" Karl winked at George, but he shook his head, finding it a bit weird, but Niki nodded, pulling out a notebook from her bag.

"So- How long have you guys been together?" Dream spoke, looking up at Niki, trying to sound confident. Niki cracked up at the words and George tipped his head, the edges of his lips twitching into a smile.

"We're- We're not dating." George laughed, looking at Niki, only to let out another laugh silenced by the hand on his mouth.

"Oh- Sorry." Dream mumbled, watching as Karl scribbled on the paper with a scrunched face, trining not to laugh, before pushing the notebook towards him, scribbling his dumb signature down.

"It's fine. I've had to deal with these lot for years, you won't believe the amount of times people have assumed me and the rest of them were dating." Niki muttered a 'thanks' when she got her notebook back.

"Do you want autographs from these idiots, too? Hey, Sapnap!" And there they went, scribbling down their signatures for a good friend of his.

"Why did you assume we were dating?" George looked up at Clay when their attention was elsewhere, and the blond blushed.

"Oh um- Nothing. You just, hung around each-other a lot so I assumed-"

"I'm gay."

The blond made an 'o' shape with his lips and then pressed them into a straight line. "Oh- Sorry, I didn't know."

"It's fine. And plus, we're friends. Their practically my brothers and sisters at this point." George shrugged. "Unfortunately."

Clay wheezed at the words and found himself smiling. "Did I do good?"

"You did terribly."

Clay pretended to be offended, placing his hand against his chest. "Excuse me? I thought it was you who was a fan of me."

"Hey! Don't say it like that, it's weird."

"Hogwarts nerd."

George gasped. "Seaweed brain."

"Mud-blood."

"Degenerate hero."

"Untalented wizard!"

Their bickering had gotten attraction from Sapnap and Wilbur, who laughed at their antics. "Well, it was nice meeting you guys." Bad finished.

"Can I snap a photo real quick?" Tommy asked.

"Yeah, sure." They all got into frame and Clay out his hand on George's shoulder, grinning.

"I want hugs!" Tubbo announced with a proud look on his face. Niki opened her mouth to tell him off but he was already diving into a hug with Big Q, Tommy at his side, calling him 'clingy as fuck' before he received a hug from Sapnap.

"Hugs, then?" Clay opened his arms for George to hug him but he went towards Karl, sticking his tongue out at him when he was in the hug, muttering 'seaweed brain.'

Clay gasped at his antics before Tubbo came in for a hug, Tommy following after. Wilbur gave a good ol' round of hugs, and George had to say, Wilbur gave very good hugs.

When everyone was hugged and worn, clay's hands still yearned to hold George. With a playful scoff, George came up and hugged him.

The gesture was small, and yet it made Clay's heart pound, and a grin emerge on his face. He placed a hand on George's head before truth and reality collapsed on his shoulders.

The tour would be over soon.

They had only a week left, to pack atleast, and the they were off- What would they do? Dream didn't want to lose George, he could tell you that much, but if fate demanded it, who was he to do anything about it?

He didn't know. He didn't fucking know.

But he did know one thing. He wanted to spend his last week with George. "Another marathon of Anne with an E season 2 at mines?"

George chuckled into his shirt and squeezed him only more before he turned away, looking up at him, smiling. He couldn't forget that smile. "Sure."

Dream froze for a second before taking off his tag necklace and handing it to George. "Here, um-" He wasn't aware that everyone was looking at them. "I'd rather you have it, I've got plenty at home." That was a lie, that one was his only tag necklace but it gave him luck.

Maybe he wanted his favourite person to have his luckiest trinket.

"Alright, we better get goin' then." Wilbur slurred, walking up to the brunette and placing his arm on his head, "It was nice meeting you."

"Yeah." George's gaze lingered on Dream, before Wilbur pulled him away and soon they were walking towards his car, buzzing with contempt and excitement.

Tommy, Tubbo, and Niki walked before them, retelling stories they had all witnessed in their own, special ways, while Wilbur and George hung back silently.

"He held onto you for a while." George fiddled with the tag and looked up to face Will.

"Did he? It felt really short, honestly." Wilbur hummed to himself, a smile twitching the corner's of his lips.

"Now I'm confused if he's a simp for you or if you're a simp for him." Wilbur laughed when George playfully whacked him in the shoulder.

"I'm not."

"Okay, so the person who told us he met him who knows how long ago who looked absolutely smitten, wasn't you?"

George squinted at Will. "No."

Wilbur snorted into the air and began to laugh, "Alright mate, whatever you say. But I'm serious, you had the longest hug I've ever witnessed, and he gave you his necklace-thing." Wilbur counted on his fingers, grinning. "Seems a bit suspicious to me."

"Shut up."

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