Video Game Lover

Dreams

KNIFES POV:
The air is cool, misty, and silent. Well, not exactly silent. The only sound actually heard would have to be the crickets. Still, it was pretty comforting. I lay still on the cold, dewy grass with my hands behind my head, supporting it, next to a whole garden of flowers such as dandelions, peonies, and lilies of the valley. Cherry blossom trees are scattered everywhere, along with their petals. My breath is slow, along with my heartbeat. I stare at the midnight sky. It seems soothing to look at. Actually, It's probably the prettiest thing I've seen..in awhile. I watch as a radiant shooting star passes by. It was in fact, very pretty. As I look at the sky, I slowly drift off to sleep.

Suddenly, I'm brought to a white room, or possibly the void. I look down, just to confirm that I'm still in my own body. My cold, sharp body. I hestitenly take my first step in this muted room, still looking at the floor. The area underneath my foot shows a water puddle effect. I honestly think that it's pretty cool. I decide to take another, still watching the ground. It reminds me of younger me being trained to walk. Oh, how I miss those times.. I eventually look up from the blank surface and hear a sound.. a familiar one, if I had to say..

"Aw dang it!! Lost again." The voice complained, sadly.

It was Pickle.

I look over to the right, just for the void to change. The ground then turns purple and awfully soft. The walls turn a orange cream color, with king's gold colored stripes. I turn to look at where the noise came from, and there stood an orange couch, TV, and Pickle.

"Pickle?.." I said, softly.

Pickle quickly faced me, with a shocked look on his face. Tears then started developing in his eyes.

"Knife?!" He cried.

He got up quickly from the couch, and ran towards me. When he got to me, he held his arms out and leaned in for a hug, but before we even touched, the world started fading. Things got darker, and I could no longer see the orange walls, the magenta floor, nor could I see Pickle. I was waking up, and I didn't like it.

My eyes slowly fluttered open, that's when I realized that it was raining. Raindrops ran down my blade, landing onto flowers. The flower then started to droop down a little. Although I think it's a little weird that I dreamt about Pickle, man, I wish I could've just stayed in that dream a little longer. I was finally at peace within this whole show. It honestly made me feel.. a little warm inside. As I was still questioning myself, a loud clap of lightning echoed in the air. I gasped a little, not because I was scared, but because it was unexpected..obviously. I watch as storm clouds roll in. Man, I'm not a big fan of storms so like, I can't stay out here, y'know?

I get up from my laying position. Stepping on a few cherry blossom petals, I skedaddle out from the flowery area and into the perilous forest. As I run, I catch a glimpse of light. I sprint towards the orangish light, trying to figure out what is was. It could be Lightbulb, but it's whatever. As long as I'm out of this stupid storm. I soon got out of the forest, still following the light. The light lead to a big orange building, well, hotel. The hotel had a large, glowing sign on teh side of it, spelling the words "HOTEL OJ." Oh!! I remember this place, although I haven't been here in awhile. I remember during the episode when MePhone got sent to jail for a day, we had to clean the hotel. Well, they kinda did. As for me, I went inside to check up on Pickle. Wait..now that I'm here, I can see Pickle again. Though, I'm not sure how I'm supposed to get inside. Y'know, maybe I'll just lay near a tree for now. I'm not taking any chances with OJ catching me.

I walk next to a tree and sit down. A few leaves fall from the tree and onto my blade, which it cuts most of them. I look at the grass and begin picking it one by one. I then get addicted to it and do it continuously, well, that is until I hear a sound. Someone kicks large door on the hotel open from the inside. Paper then walks out from the hotel, carrying a few trash bags. He places them in the dumpster, then he turns back to the hotel, beginning to walk inside, until he spots me.

He gasps. "Knife?"

I look back at him with an awkward look on my face. He then walks over to me and grabs my arm.

"No, y'know what? You're coming inside." He tells me while dragging me into the hotel.

"No, Paper, It's fine, really." I reply, although it wasn't fine. I just wanted him to let go of my arm because he's literally using all of his fucking strength to pull me inside.

"Uh, Knife, it's literally storming outside!1!1" Paper complains to me.

-sigh-

I decide to give up trying to convince him to let me go, so I just start walking as well.

Once we arrived inside, OJ looked at us with confusion on his face. "Uh, Paper, why is he in here? Isn't he still in the final 4?" He questions Paper. "Yeah, but have you seen the weather outside? It's horrible!!" Paper exaggerates.

OJ doesn't bother to check outside, so he just accepts it.

"Fine, whatever." He sighs, "Well, I guess you can sleep on the couch for now since your arrival was quite unexpected."

"Alright, uh, thanks..OJ." I thank him as I walk over to the couch.

"HOLD ON!!!11!1! Oh, sorry." Paper apologizes. "But uhm!! I'll get you a blanket and a few pillows." He tells me as he hurries into the storage room. Paper grabs a tangerine colored blanket and two white pillows from the room, then he closes the door and begins to walk over to me. "Got it!!" He says happily as he hands me the items.

"Thanks, Paper." I thank him blandly. Jeez, how many times am I gonna thank them in this hotel? "You're VERY welcome, Knife!!" He replies cheerfully. "If you're hungry, the kitchens right over there." Paper mentions. Well, I was pretty hungry, but now that feeling is just..gone. "Goodnight." OJ says tiredly as the two of them hold hands and walk up the stairs. Now, I don't really understand why they're walking upstairs when there's a literal elevator right next to it. Well, it could be out of order, but I doubt that.

I prop the pillows on the arm of the couch and pull the blanket halfway over me, then I position myself to the point where I'm finally comfy. I lay down and the cushions of the couch sink a little. Y'know, OJ might have to buy a new couch soon.

As I lay down, I stare at the ceiling wishing it was the stars in the cold night. My limbs nearly off the couch, I roll a little to face the couch, then my eyes immediately shut tight. Then, I fall asleep.

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(end of chapter bc I'm very lazy)