"For the tenth time this year Owen don't throw yourself in the way of a knife!" A girl with short brown hair and yellow eyes pled.
"I'd rather it be me that gets stabbed then one of our half-siblings." The younger Owen protested.
"And I'd rather you and everyone else in this hellhole wouldn't get hurt at all"
"Hey at least Melody was fine"
The girl sighed before saying
"I guess you have a point in saying that."
"Thank you, and next time! I'll be careful"
"You said that the last time this happened Little Twin Orange."
"This time I'll keep my word, I promise Olive"
The girl; Olive shook her head chuckling, "you mister have a bad habit of repeating yourself."
"So again I'll keep my word"
Olive raised an eyebrow at this.
"Please Olivia! I really do mean it this time!"
Olivia laughed and affectionately ruffled Owen's hair.
"You are such a little shit"
"Heyyy, language"
Olivia chuckled at this and rolled her eyes, "only I can say language Owen"
"And why is that?"
"Because I'm the eldest"
"I mean yeah, but only by about a minute"
"A minute and a half Owen, a minute and a half"
"I-you know what I mean!"
Olivia burst out laughing at this, but quickly stopped as they heard footsteps.
Standing up from one of the many beds the two had been sitting on, Owen hid behind Olivia as she took a defensive stance, and then.
"Maaaaaaagiiiiiiiiiiiic!!!"
Jolting awake Magic was greeted by Scott and Shelby.
"Oh did we scare you!?" Shelby asked jumping back from where she had been right by Magic's ear.
"No it's fine I just had..."
A strange dream about someone who killed my friends.
"A nightmare"
"I see, if you want I can make something for you to help with the nightmares" Scott offered, "you can do that?"
"Yeah, I'm a chef rat as well as a farmer rat!"
"Oh, cool"
"Are you alright Magic? You look rather pale"
"I-I'm fine, it's just the uh nightmare."
"Do you want to talk about it?"
Yes
"N-not really"
"Ok then, I'll go make you something for those nightmares if that's alright with you."
"Yeah it's fine"
"Alright, see you in a bit"
As Scott scampered away Shelby sat down next to Magic.
"Y'know, I also get nightmares"
"Really?"
The yellow eyed rat nodded.
"Usually it's about my brother Ollie and our time in New York, but sometimes it's about things I don't remember."
"Things you don't remember?"
Shelby nodded again.
"I have some sort of thing in my brain, that whenever something bad or traumatic happens I will forget it, and my mind will reshape it into something less scary."
"I see, I'm sort of like that"
"Really?"
"Yeah, I can't remember anything about my past, so maybe we have the same type of thing or something."
"I mean it would be nice to know I'm not alone, because none of the other rats have this, and even if you're a human and not a rat that's still reassuring."
"I mean I can relate, all my other friends usually remember at least one thing about their pasts."
"They don't remember all of it"
Magic shook her head.
"It's... a long story, a-and I'd rather not talk about it."
"Was it related to the nightmare"
"Kind of"
Shelby nodded thoughtfully before wrapping Magic in a big hug that hurt her arm a bit.
"H-huh!?"
"You just looked like you needed a hug, Tubbo always says hugs are good for you so have a hug."
"Th-thanks Shelby"
The rat smiled, and Magic decided to ignore the pain, and just let herself be in this hug. She didn't care if she hardly knew Shelby, after all, she had hardly known anyone when she first came into the maze.
So trusting people she just met was normal for her.
When Scott came back in the room he smiled when he saw Shelby and Magic in a little cuddle pile.
Deciding not to wake them Scott just set the food down on a side table and left to go find Jimmy, and for the first time Magic's dreams were normal.
They weren't riddled with young Owen's, footsteps, and children.
For once she dreamed something she liked.
For once she dreamed normally.
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Here is a little fluff chapter for you, because next one will be loaded with angst.Also I'm not shipping Magic and Shelby this is just wholesome friendship not everything has to be a ship.
-Wolfie
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