George was in big trouble... He'd been running from Dream for what seemed like ever, and he was beginning to tire out... His breathing was heavy, and his legs were weak, giving Dream the perfect opportunity to catch up to him.

As soon as Dream got close enough, he hooked his foot around George's knee and sent him tumbling to the ground. Smirking, Dream got on top of him and pinned him down to the ground with his body, his hand tight on the collar of his shirt, and his sword raised above George's head...

"Bye, bye, Georgie~" Dream chided with a smirk.