When you disappeared

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Y/N POV

"Oh good! You're awake" he smiled, leaning back.

"A-wha-sh-huh??" you stuttered, spiting out a mouthful of freezing tap water.

"Nice to see you too"

You blinked aggressively, rubbing your eyes.

"You don't look so good" Wilbur's voice sounded oddly unconcerned.

"We were-", you stared at your surroundings, your bedroom, "we were just in a cave. . ."

He looked even more amused after your confused statement.

"Nice dream you had there? Anyways, hurry up, we're meant to be going out but you took years to wake up" he exaggerated.

"Dream?"

Wilbur laughed, getting up and walking to the door, shutting it behind him.

Dream

You squinted, still confused.

How had that been a dream?

It seemed so real.

Dream

Who even was Dream?

Vigorously shaking your head, you decided to have a shower, maybe clear your head a bit.

It was successful.

Once you got out of the shower, you seemed to have forgotten most of the on goings in your dream.

All that seemed to stick in your mind was the tall man with blonde hair and a smiley face mask who had been with you in the cave.

Drying your hair haphazardly with a towel, you padded downstairs, the comforting smell of pancakes flooding your senses.

Along with a fresh burst of deja vu.

"Morning!" came Phil's familiar voice.

He sat at the hardwood table in the middle of the room, smiling warmly.

"Did you sleep well?"

"I don't know"

He pushed the plate towards you.

"How don't you know?" he asked.

"I had a really weird dream. Although, it wasn't a nightmare. Just a dream"

"D'you remember any of it?" He questioned, as you took a bite of a pancake.

"Not really. Only one odd detail" You answered.

"What was that then?"

"A tall man who wore this bizarre smiley mask. Quite childish dare I say it. If i remember correctly, which I probably don't, he was the guy who we didn't seem to like"

"We?"

"Yeah, we. I don't know who 'we' is. I just know I wasn't alone"

"Sounds interesting, I wonder if you'll remember anymore of it"

"Hopefully. Wilbur threw a glass of water over me to wake me up"

Phil chuckled, making you smile.

A while later, you were sat on a sofa in the living room listening to Wilbur playing his guitar when something clicked.

"Hey Phil?"

"Yeah?" He glanced away from the Tv briefly.

"The dream. You disappeared"

"Oh really? Did I reappear? He asked, preoccupied.

"I don't remember. I only remember when you disappeared" You sighed.

"Well, it was only a dream"

Author notes:

Short chapters for the win B)