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George, 15 last name NotFound (hehe it’s a pUn)
Powers: water earth air, in training to be a bug water boi (advanced water elemental), potionmaking, empathy?
Job: Karl’s apprentice (in pretty much everything), (something goes here that is a spoiler), dreams bf
Family: massive spoiler
Relationships: dream. Karl’s important to him but not rOmAntIcaLY
Lives: apotheracy sometimes, bunks with Dream in apartment, men’s dorm.

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I pull my wand out of my pocket. The smile mask on my boyfriends face stares at me blankly. It’s kinda creepy, and I’ve has never really liked it. But whatever he does, I’ll support. “You ready George?” the boy says, audible through the mask.
“Hell yeah!” I say excitedly, stepping into the standard dueling position.
Dreams smile is audible through his voice. “Sapnap, count us off.”
Sapnap, our friend, looks at us. “Okay, remember, no spells Karl can’t fix with a healing spell, and George-“ He looks pointedly at me. “-don’t absolutely destroy him. His ego can’t take it and he’s dueling Tommy later.”
I smile and salute him. Dreams body language shows he’s mildly offended. “Excuse me! It’s me who should be going easy, he’s going biking with Karl later!” dream calls.
“That’s true!” Karl shouts, looking up from his book. “Please don’t damage him, I found a new 8-mile trail I want to do, yknow-" He looks at sapnap. “not alone.”
Sapnap looks at him. “ You know I would if I could, but I’m referring like eight-"
Karl laughs, the happy sound echoing through the empty stadium. “It’s a joke, chill!” He says, looking back down at his book. “Oh, and dream. Watch your left foot stance its off about-"
Sapnap looks at him. “how many times do I have to tell you, no predicting the future and helping people? It’s cheating!” He yells.
Dream chuckles. “you sound like Phil. Chill out.”
Sapnap looks flustered. “uh- hey, but I’m trying to have a duel!” I say, filling my voice with childish anger.
Everyone chuckles, but Dream sighs. “I guess he is right, we do have to get started.”
Sapnap looks serious, and his brow furrows with concentration. With a few hand movements, he does a ring of fire around us, and sets a wall of fire between us. “Karl" He says, and Karl looks up. “oh" he says, and makes a wall of water above us. “fight fair!” sapnap yells, and the wall of water comes crashing down. I look dream in the eyes and summon a bout of water around him, but am thrown off as he creates a circle of earth that launches me into the air. I can’t help but chuckling as I jump down, and cast bout after bout of water on his head. He creates dull spikes of sand and sends them flying at me. I dodge,, and swirl a wall of rock up as protection. I hear the thud of spikes, so I reinforce the wall and start a small trench. The walls about to break, so I dig the trench underground. The wall breaks and I hear Dreams confusion. “geooorge" He calls in a low voice.
“Hey!” I shout, trying to sound happy.
“geooorge can you come out of the ground?” He asks.
So I happily say a yes, and burst with a torpedo out of the ground, and I hear Dream knocked back. I shout a spray of water at him using my wand, but he sends back one of equal force made of dirt. I push the water, and it shoots, breaking the dirt. A whistle calls, and sapnap shouts. “Over!” He creates a staircase of fire and walks down it like it’s nothing. Karl counteracts this staircase with one of water and walks down, summing the water into his hand, and reshaping it to fiddle with. Karl walks over to Dream and whispers, barely audible “you lost.” As Sapnap raises my hand, Dream dumps sand in his hair. “hey!” Karl yells. I douse Dream with water, and swirl water into Karl’s hair to get all the sand out, and blow a gust of wind onto him.
“Hey! That’s cheating!” Dream says.
“What’s cheating, the fact he helped me clean my hair?”
“no! The fact he won’t dry mine!”
“jealous?” Karl asks, giving me a hug.
“Uh, yes,” he said, throwing dirt at him. I quickly counter it with a gust of wind that swirls him into the air.
“Boys, I know you’re having a moment but please refrain from doing dangerous things when we’re not around.” A voice calls from the entrance. I look over. It’s Bad and Phil. “bad!” sapnap yells, running over to his dad. They hug, and Phil walks over to me, Karl, and Dream. “Hi boys!” He says cheerily.
“Phil! Guess what! George beat Dream in a duel!” oh shit. Phil didn’t know about the duel.
“What duel"
“Uh- it was a duel I made George do, Uh Karl and Sap moderated it- uh,”
“Relax Dream, I’m not mad."
“oh.”
“just refrain from almost dyeing when me and Bad aren’t here to watch it.”
Me and Karl chuckle. Sapnap yells “L!” and Dream throws sand on his hair. “hey!” he yells, it’s getting in his hat now. I sigh, and swirl water to get it out, quickly drying it. “Ah, so your water has gotten better!” Phil says proudly.
“Yeah!” I say, quickly displaying a torpedo trick I learned, but monitoring it.
“I taught him.” Karl says, looking up from his book.
“Ah yes, he learned from the best.” Phil smiles, ruffling Karl’s hair.
I smile. “sure did!”
Sapnap walks over with Bad. “who wants to do a training session?”
We look at him in disbelief. “you? Train? Willingly?” dream asks.
“Yeah, I love training!” He says, pointedly looking at Bad.
“Oh. Yeah, we train a bit, although-" Karl says evily, “-we do have to force him a bit.”
Bad smiles. “that sounds like Sap.”

How did I end up on the garden grounds, crafting something? My boyfriend! I adjust my mask. I shouldn’t be training, I should be preparing myself. I stretch and when I finish feel arms wrap around my stomach and George sets his head on my shoulder. “dreeeeaaammm" He says, dragging out my name. I smile. “geooorgee" I say back. “Boys, focus!” Phil calls, blatantly ignoring the PDA. We walk over.
He drags his hands through the air and a stream of decorative fire appears. “dueling-" He says, clenching his fists, the fire turning into a ball that rolls around us dangerously. “is not only about fighting, Karl, what else?” He says, not even bothering to look at the 17-yearold who seems to know everything, even if he is only a year older than us. “it’s looking good.” He hums. “yes. You get sponsors, but you also astonish your opponent.”
He looks at each of us in turn. “sapnap, I want you to create a decorative streamer of fire to hang on-" He looks at me. “-dreams house he will make out of sandstone.” The small shift in my mask is noticeable, but Phil ignores it. “And Karl, you’ll be building a moat, and George, you’ll be making Potions to color and decorate the house, you’ll also use the Elements to build up furniture.”

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It’s sweltering. I turn to George, who’s decorating the die I’m working on. “George I’m hot.”

“weren’t you always?” He smiles.

“Ay! Keep it for later!” sapnap shouts.

I sigh. “george-"

He dumps water all ove me, instantly cooling me down.
“-thank you.”

He smiles. “of course, Dream.”

Karl comes around the corner with a shovel and geroge sighs. “Karl jacobs.” He says angrily.

“What, GeorgeWasTaken?”

I blush, good thing I’m wearing a mask.

He stutters. “i- uh, no- um,”

“Oh rjght, its gonna be DreamNotFound. Sorry"
I chuckle.

“anyways, Karl. You could use help?” He asks, gesturing at the trench.

“Uh, yes.”

George steps forward, but leaves his wand in his pocket. He makes waving motions with his hands and it’s as if someone has reached down and scooped deeply into the dirt, drawing the earth out of its hiding hole. I grin, knowing the process by heart. He let’s the dirt rest in the hole, and instead gestures for Karl to put the wheelbarrow in his range of sigh. The dirt flys neatly into the wheelbarrow, not a speck going outside. Typical. George then reaches his hands into the sky and closes his eyes, chuckles, and opens them again. “imagine it,” he mutters. “how does an aphantasiac imagine something.” I smile, and he summons a bucket of concrete, which he distributes in an even line, filling the hole he then gestures up to the air, making a dragging motion. A gust of wind flows down and dries the concrete.

“Thank you" Karl mumbles. George walks over and gives him a hug. Karl leans his head into George’s shoulder, and they hold it for a moment. George taps his holder. “Hey. We have to get back to work.”
Karl starts crafting intricate and beautiful plants in his hand and sets it on the ground, or in the water, or on the edge, allowing it to bless the ground with its colors and grace. I smile at the prettiness and turn back to George. He’s crafting pretty sofas, filling them with cushion.

“what’s the cushion?” I ask, very generally.

“It’s like, a spongey material, it’s got like a softner I made.”
I smile. “It’s so pretty George.”

He grins. I layer sandstone tile, coloring them green and yellow, blue, purple, and orange. I colored it yellow so George would see it as green, he is colorblind after all. Karl looks up and smile, lookking at me knowingly. I shrug. Going back to my work, I allow myself to be immersed in my work, flowing rocks if it were lace, allowing myself to go fancy and add engravings. Sapnap creeps his way around the corner, his brow furrowed. I smile at his frustration and mutter “dudududu" under my breath, allowing the rock to speed up its place. I finish the walls, and hum with eexcitement. It’s only a, well, about 3 meters by 5 meters, so not large, but not too small.

Sapnap hums a little song as he engraves and enclaves out house, bit by bit. I watch his hands, it’s a habit I’ve developed. I watch as they flow, elegantly, with purpose. I adjust and watch Karl’s, the way they shake slightly before a movement, the way they still elegantly, but somehow differently, older but not old, how they move so pretty. I watch the trembling fingers as they craft a succulent and smile, turning back to the house. I gently cast my spell, engraving plant after plant on the doorway.

“Karl, is this right?” I ask, pointing to the plants. He hums. “you might want to add another branch to the olive tree"

He says, turning back, and standing up. He points to the ground and pulls up, a tree forming. He gently motions at it, and gently shapes it, and an olive branch grows.

“here" He says, pushing it into my hands. I smile. “thank you, Karl.” He simply looks at me. “Well olive tree was a good touch and you inspired me!” He says, excitedly. George peeks his head out of the house. “I’m done!”

Sapnap looks up. “I’m almost done, I want to do a twist.” He mumbled, his hands flowing and twisting.
Karl walks over and sets his hand on sapnaps shoulder gently. “it’s buetiful.” He says, sighing softly.

“its done!” sapnap smiles.

Phil walks over. “good job!” He says. “You’ve created a buetiful playground, now, look over there.”

A quick glance shows Wilbur, Tommy, Tubbo, and Techno fighting over the placement of a beehive. “Why do we even need a beehive?” Techno yells. “because! Bees!” tubbo yells, gesturing around madly. George runs over and looks at them “what are you fighting about?” He asks, obliviously. Tubbo shrugs. “I made a beehive and now they’re fighting over where it should go.”

“Because, if its over here, its not symmetrical!” Techno yells.

“its not gonna be symmetric either way!” Wilbur yells.
“Why don’t you just make two?” Karl asks, adjusting his glasses as he walks over. Me and Sapnap jog over to help.

“Yeah, idiots, come on why is Karl smarter than you?” Tommy says.

“I don’t know, maybe because he’s older?” Tubbo shrugs.

“Uhm, Techno is like seventeen, he’s older than Karl.” Tommy says, as if it were obvious.

“how old even is Karl?” Tubbo asks.
Tommy rolls his eyes. “sixteen, like everyone else except you, me, ranboo, and Techno"

“Oh yeah.”

Phil walks over as Tubbo finishes up his beehive. “You guys almost done?”

“Yeah, we crushed it" tommy smiles.

Phil looks at his watch. “they were done like 7 minutes ago.”

Wilbur sighs.

“Hey Wilbur, me and George are going biking later, you want to join us?” Karl whispers.

“Yeah, let me ask my Dad"

“Ask me ehat?” Phil asks.

“Can I go cycling with Karl and George later?”
“yes, now back to the lesson. This was about teamwork, and elements. As much as you guys like your specific powers, it is important to get a grip on the basic elementals.” He looks at Techno. “because if you’re fighting, a wall of fire can help more than brute strength.”