The CANONICALS

Shenanigans: Gone Foolerin'

The Dream
Kelvin rubbed his temples as he slowly stirred awake. He glanced around his room, stretching from the bliss of the morning. It was just a typical Saturday morning. It was the perfect day as he slipped out of his bed.

He threw his hoodie on, tied the mask around his face and latched the metal arm brace around his left forearm before marching into the bathroom to begin brushing his teeth.

He sighed, spitting the tooth-pasty water into the sink before grinning and letting out a sigh of relief.

"This is great," he stated, trotting back to his room. "There is no Demigod after me..." He reached for his doorknob. "Nobody is trapped in a sub-dimension of infinite nothingness." He opened his door. "And David is hanging from my ceiling—!"

He walked over to his desk before pausing.

"Wait..."

He spun back around and glanced up to see David, hanging around a foot down from the ceiling, his feet and arms plastered to the brown bricks via a black goop. He stared at Kelvin.

"Howdy."

Kelvin stared at the black goop in pure shock and worry.

"It's about time you noticed me here!" David exclaimed. "I've been hanging here for ages!"

"How?!" Kelvin asked. "Why?!" He shook his head. "When?!" He stumbled back. "What?!"

David glared at him impatiently, "You must be wondering how I got into this situation... It started around Twenty-Nineteen, when—"

David was instantly cut off. Literally. Kelvin had finally scrounged his Glaive up and slashed the goop that was connecting David to the ceiling. He thudded to the group with a large bang, his body shattering through the bricks, revealing a black void around him.

"What in the—?"

"That's what I was trying to tell you," David stated, rubbing his head as he floated around. "Ever since the Wacky Wednesday bullshit, I occasionally have these weirdass dreams..." He glanced around. "But Zee is usually here."

"USUALLY?!" A voice yelled from down the hallway before bursting in, fuming. "I thought I could just have a chill night after we were trapped in that stupid-ass IKEA, but nooo!"

Kelvin stared at him, shocked. He was covered with a black goop and was holding a plastic knife, which was also plastered. He was snarling angrily.

"Every," he began, breathing heavily. "Friday..." He continued. "NIGHT!" He stepped further into the room. "I thought my nightmares were bad enough, but ever since that god damn Wacky Wednesday stuff, I'm dragged into whatever this hell is!"

"There you are," David stated, before sighing. "I really hoped I wouldn't have you in here anymore..."

"Is this real?" Kelvin asked, rubbing his temples.

Zee ignored him, "I'm tired of this, damnit! Being in your body must've screwed up my mind or something!"

"You guys have some real beef," Kelvin muttered, slipping his hands into his jacket pocket.

"Yeah," David stated. "It's all Zee's fault, though."

"Oh screw you!" Zee hissed. "Ever since I was in your body, we've been dealing with this shit!"

"How do we know you didn't pass on some weirdass power to me?!"

"Because I don't have powers!"

Zee lunged into the hole, falling into the void next to David. He began to shank David with the plastic knife, which of course did nothing, and Zee was quick to give up and simply begin floating also, his arms crossed angrily. The two floated there awkwardly as Kelvin stared.