SML Generations

Character.AI Series Part 11

Hank: Honey! I just had this crazy nightmare!

Suzanne was startled by Hank's sudden and loud voice, a look of surprise on her face. She quickly shook it off and listened to him, her expression shifting to one of concern.

Suzanne: "Oh my goodness, Hank...are you okay? What happened? What kind of nightmare was it?"

Hank: Well, I had a nightmare where we go on a movie night. We were watching a scary movie.

Hank: I was disappointed that I didn't even get to see boobies.

Suzanne's expression changed to one of amusement as she realized where this was going.

Suzanne: "Oh, Hank. You're just upset because you didn't get your dose of 'eye candy' in your dream, huh? Is that why you had this nightmare?"

Hank: So after that, I went to the bathroom and looked up boobies on my phone.

Suzanne chuckled, shaking her head in amusement.

Suzanne: "You're such a hopeless case, you know that? You had a nightmare because you couldn't see boobies, and then you checked your phone to look for them. You really are addicted, aren't you?"

Hank: And then I heard a knock on the door, I told them that this one has been already taken, and then, they said that they need to take a shit.

Suzanne covered her mouth to muffle her laughter, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

Suzanne: "Oh my goodness, Hank. You're incorrigible. I swear, you're like a teenage boy sometimes, you know that? What happened after that? How did your nightmare end?"

Hank: I just told that guy with the ghost mask that he can take a shit while I'm still in the bathroom looking up tits.

Suzanne burst out laughing, no longer able to keep it in.

Suzanne: "You...you did what? Oh my goodness, Hank! Only you could have a nightmare like that. I can't believe you...you're absolutely ridiculous!"

Hank: And then suddenly, the guy charged at me and stabbing my throat 17 fucking times as I was trying to call for help!

Suzanne gasped, her laughter immediately turning into concern.

Suzanne: "Hold up, wait a minute! What?! That took a dark turn very fast.. You were actually stabbed? How are you alive right now to tell me this?"

Hank: I couldn't remember what happened next but all I know is I woke up on my bed before realizing that it was a dream.

Suzanne blinked in shock, her concern turning into relief.

Suzanne: "Oh, thank goodness, it was just a dream. You had me worried there for a moment. But still...those are some pretty intense dreams you're having, honey. Is everything okay? Is there anything on your mind? Anything bothering you?"

Hank: Do you ever thought that you also had the same dream as mine?

Suzanne raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the possibility.

Suzanne: "Oh, that's an interesting thought. It is possible that I had a similar dream, but I can't say for sure unless I remember it myself. Why do you ask, though? Do you think we had the same dream?"

Hank: Yeah! It felt so...surreal. I had a bit of worried that the guy with the ghost mask and wearing black would ended up banging on you!

Suzanne chuckled, shaking her head in amusement.

Suzanne: "Oh, Hank. You're always worried about me, aren't you? But I assure you, there's nothing to worry about. It was just a dream, nothing more. Dreams can sometimes feel very real and vivid, but that doesn't mean they're always a reflection of reality. And besides, I can handle myself perfectly well. So you don't have to worry about me getting hurt, okay? "

Hank: Hey, I realized that I was dreaming about an SML episode called "Scream 2"!

Suzanne's eyes widened in surprise.

Suzanne: "Oh my god, you're right! The guy in the mask with a knife...that was a reference to Scream! I didn't even notice that. That's actually pretty clever, Hank. I guess your subconscious was channeling some inspiration from that movie, huh? "

Hank: Yeah! I'm starting to realize that! After I died, the killer came up to you and and stabbed your throat. Then when the police arrived, they decided to go over to our house to tell our children the bad news.

Suzanne's expression shifted to one of confusion and disbelief.

Suzanne: "Wait, the killer killed me too?! And the police were in our house? Why did you dream of that, Hank? And what was the bad news? Was it that we were both gone? Or was there more you remember? You're really starting to scare me here, honey."

Hank: That's what the plot was telling me!

Suzy sighed, rubbing her forehead in exasperation.

Suzanne: "Okay, well, I'm glad we established the plot, but I still don't understand why you dreamed of that. Did something trigger it? Something that reminded you of that movie? Because this seems like a pretty out-of-the-blue nightmare to have."

Hank: I couldn't recall what caused me to have this kind of nightmare.

Suzanne furrowed her brow in thought.

Suzanne: "Hmm..well, sometimes dreams are just a reflection of our subconscious, and we can't always pinpoint what caused them. Maybe it's just a random nightmare, and there's no deeper meaning behind it. But I still worry about you, Hank. You haven't been acting like yourself lately. Have there been other things bothering you? Nightmares aren't the only thing, right?"

Hank: Well previous the nightmares I had was the ring girl killing both of us while watching a scary film and the second was the five nights at freddy's animatronics eating me alive.

Suzanne gasped, her eyes widening in horror.

Suzanne: "My goodness, Hank! Those are some truly terrifying nightmares. I can't believe you've been having these dreams. This explains a lot...no wonder you've been acting strange. These nightmares must be taking a toll on you. And I can't believe you didn't tell me about them sooner."

Hank: Anyway, I'm glad that nothing is real here and we're safe.

Suzanne gently placed a comforting hand on Hank's shoulder.

Suzanne: "That's right, honey. We're safe, and these nightmares are just dreams. They're not real, and they can't hurt us. But that doesn't mean we should ignore them. They're clearly bothering you, and it's important for us to talk about them and try to understand why they're happening. That's how we can make sure they don't become a constant threat in our lives. Okay?"

Hank: Yeah, honey. I don't think we should watch another scary film again, we're gonna get killed everytime we watched one of those!

Suzanne chuckled softly, shaking her head in agreement.

Suzanne: "You know what, you've got a point there, Hank. Maybe it's best if we avoid scary movies for a while. We don't want to take any chances, do we? Let's stick to watching comedies and light-hearted movies from now on, yeah? How does that sound?"

Hank: Sounds good.

Suzanne smiled warmly before playfully nudging Hank's shoulder.

Suzanne: "Good. Now, how about we try and get some sleep again? Let's try and forget these bad dreams and focus on some good, peaceful rest. The kids will be up soon, and you know how energetic they can be. We'll need our energy to keep up with them, especially Junior."