{ ✧˖°. ¢σяяυρт .°˖✧ }

~ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ~

The sound of thunder rang through the air.

"What a disappointment..."

Dark clouds swirled around a dark pink sky, as droplets of rain pelted down.

"How foolish of me to think my own child could do such a simple task..."

A small figure ran through the tall grass, the spongy ground squishing under the figures weight.

"Running away from his own problems... Just like you..."

It tried to ignore the noise, but it rang louder around him, soon muffling put the sound of rain and thunder.

He then fell, only to land onto pitch black ground. He held up his head, frantically looking around the dark void. As its gaze soon landed on a tall, horned silhouette in front of him. He froze, his eyes widening as he stared at the figure.

"But off course..."

A pink tentacle-like thing suddenly wrapped around his wrist, then his other. He tried to fight against the restraints, though it only proved futile as the tendrils grip tightened around his limbs, as he looked into pink hypnotic gaze of the silhouette.

"There's always someone else that can do my dirty work..."

Blixer awoke with a jolt.

"That was a strange ass dream..." Blixer thought looking around. Oh yeah... He's currently being held in a cave with his ankle chained to the floor alongside Barracuda. 

The moonlight shone through the bars that enclosed the cave, creating long, eerie shadows on the ground. He winced at the sudden migraine that just hit him, ever since he stabbed himself with that damn triangle, he's gotten those headaches for at least weeks now.

He could hear the soft snores from his cell-mate, who was curled up against the wall, sleeping peacefully. "At least he's getting a good nights rest." He bitterly thought grabbing a small pebble and throwing it against the floor, causing it to crack in two. "Just like everyone else."

The horned man let out a low growl, before slamming fist absent-mindedly onto the rocky ground.

He hissed at the pain that shot through his hand, trying to shake the feeling off. "Mmh... Why the hell did you just slam your hand onto the ground? I swear you're gonna start an earthquake." A voice nearby said. Shit.

"Sorry Barracuda." Blixer said, though he wasn't really sorry.

Barracuda chuckled, sitting up. "I'm guessing you had a bad dream?" He asked, rubbing the sleep out of his eye. Blixer growled, averting his gaze away from his fellow cell-mate. "I guess you can say that. Been having these fucking nightmare-fever dream-like shit. And these migraines are starting to get unbearable."

Barracuda sighed, looking at the bandages wrapped around Blixer's head as he then said, "It seems that you should renew that bandage. When one of the hero's come here, you should ask them to renew it."

"Pfft. As if I'll ask for help to a hero. Those pieces of shit won't give a fuck about it." The horned man scoffed, crossing his arms. "I mean, if we're lucky and get that blue-haired dude." Barracuda quickly replied, "Better than dealing with the green one."

"True..." Blixer thought, he wanted to say it out loud but he decided to hold it in, well, Barracuda is right on that one. The conversation had ended, leaving an awkward silence, topped with the sounds of crickets in the night. Barracuda let out a yawn, laying down on the ground and falling back to sleep, leaving Blixer alone with his thoughts..

"Damn..." He thought, leaning his head against the wall. "What now?"

The horned man closed his eyes, as he felt his consciousness slip away from him, as darkness swallowed him up...

He opened his eyes, finding himself at a village. Everything looked quite nice, the houses looked clean and well kept on the outside, stores were lined with stuff like toys or book against the windows, as he walked along a well-maintained path. But it all seemed oddly empty, like a ghost town. He walked through the empty street, looking at every house, shop, and whatever is in this village.

Though, at the end of the path, he stand in front of an entrance to a dense snowy forest, the trees towered above him as snow drifted down from the sky, he turned around and saw that the village disappeared only revealing more of the forest.

He shivered, as a sudden breeze of cold hits him. Looking around he starts walking forward, still following the now snow-covered trail. A feeling of paranoia creeps over him, as every passing moment he feels like something or someone may be stalking him in the tree lines, though, that was 't the only thing concerning him, as the cold started becoming unbearable.

He soon fell onto the ground in exhaustion, only to look up and see...

"BLIXER!"

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Hehe... Funny little surprise :)

— Bunni