we dream as one | fooffle fanfic

It's a Nightmare Here.. Maybe Not.

(sorry for the long break i got a little depressed and i couldn't get a lot done!! also pretty much school is bothering me lmao-- even though i need to finish school they dont really teach very well so im making this for the sake of writing. i stud y from fnaf books and other authors,., ., ., anywaysi'm sTILL a bit anxious but i'll make this for y'all ‼️‼️‼️
this legit took so long to write i'm going to shit myself)

Dust particles floated in the dark void. Whim, holding Ephe's hand like a worried parent, looked around the blank place.
"..Huh! That's.. Weird. He's usually here moping around the place!" Whim tapped his chin. Wait, does he even have a chin? Eh.
Ephe, looking around, suddenly remembered something. They tugged on Whim's arm, trying to get his attention.
Whim looked back at Ephe. "Yes, Ephe?"
"I think I might know where Fool is! Follow me!" Ephe walked back to the bright yellow door, now going to a different room with a crayon sky. The world Ephe lived in had well.. Weird stuff. Cats were walking like humans, people could break into houses legally, and everything could talk. Everything. Dreams were awkward, but they could start conversations.
From there, they both found Fool sitting with a calico cat.
Whim tip-toed towards Fool. "Well, heya there bud!"
Fool, caught by surprise, turned around to see Whim and Ephe. "..How'd you find me?" He stood up, dusting the grass off his ass.
"Ephe told me!" Whim patted Ephe's head. "So, how've ya been?"
Fool rolled his eyes. "Don't start that small talk on me." He walked towards a dead looking tree with the face of an ogre, but Whim and Ephe started following him.
They both had smiles on their faces. But, Whim was grinning sarcastically.
Fool, turning around, sighed. "Okay, what the FUCK could you guys possibly need?" The moment he said 'fuck,' a pair of headphones appeared on Ephe's head.
Ephe, trying to pull the headphones off, looked at Whim with confusion. The headphones were also gorilla glued onto their fat bald head.
Whim scoffed at Fool. "Don't you have concern for Ephe?" He put his hand on his hip.
Fool stared at Whim for a hot minute, then sat down near the nightmare-ish tree. A book appeared on his lap. "..Just go." He opened the book up, trying to ignore the fact that both of them were just.. Standing there.
The book then floated out of his lap. He looked up to see Whim making it float in the air. Fool's eye twitched slightly.
It was pretty obvious Whim just wanted to bother Fool. He transformed the book into 4 balls, and then proceeded to juggle them. (Editors note: they're juggling balls, randy ....not THOSE balls/hj)
Ephe, finally getting the headphones off their head, shimmied on over to Fool.
Fool just sat there, and he completely gave up on trying to run away from Whim. He'd always find where he was.

A couple minutes later...

Whim, Fool, and Ephe were now sitting at a picnic table. It consisted of nothing but drawing supplies for Ephe. Whim and Fool just started chatting away.
"..Say, why don't we grab a drink!" Whim leaned forward near Fool's side, hence a sundae glass was summoned. It was a chocolate smoothie with some ice cream, and a "cherry" on top. Mini cloud looking things floated at the bottom of the smoothie. There were two straws, one for each side.
Fool face palmed. "You know nobody can't taste anything in dreams.. Right?" He took a good look at Whim. Whim had a goofy smile on his face, and Fool was getting a little suspicious about him.
"Dohh, c'mon! Your imagination will do the trick for ya! I don't know how, or why, but you can always remember the way food tastes!" Whim held up his straw. He sipped it a bit, having a disgusted look on his face for a moment. Then, he gave a thumbs up. "It.. Tastes great! Haha-"
Whim ran behind the nightmare-ish tree, with the sounds of barfing.
"..What the hell." Fool raised a brow. He lifted the straw, and took a little sip. Then, he suddenly started to feel a change in his mind, his imagination was getting more powerful.
The scenery suddenly felt more real. It wasn't that much blurry anymore, and he could even taste the smoothie.
"Does it taste good?!" Whim shouted from the distance. He then ran back quickly to the picnic table.
"Hm. It actually does." He took longer sips of it. The more sips he took, the better the world would be realistic. And plus, he could imagine anything he wanted there.

to be continued (art is mine by the way it looks bad bc i speedrunned trying to make it💀🤮🤮🤮🤮)