Dave Strider Mixed Feelings

Part 1 Memories in Dream's

"Dave who are ya going marry when you grow up" I asked smiling at Dave.

"You of course Y/N," Dave said back.

"But John said he's going marry me," I told Dave, "I thought you were gonna marry Jade."

"No! I'm going to marry you!" Dave's voice said as the image faded...

I woke up in my bed. "Why am I seeing this shit again?" Memories of my childhood flooding into my mind. God Fucking Dammit Dave, I thought to myself. You said you were going to marry me, but your girlfriend is Jade. I pushed the memories out of my mind, and tried to go back to sleep. I tossed and turned in bed the spings creaking under me everytime i moved.

"Dude," I heard a voice say, I turned towards the door. "Can't sleep?"

" Dave, " I said as I sarcastically thought just the person I wanted to see.

"Can I come in?" Dave asked. "Or is this no mans land for cool and ironic guys?"

"Sure Strider come in. Cool guys like you are allowed to enter in fandom land every now and then."

"Wow, not cosplay world anymore?"

"Dave you are so uncool sometimes." I said.

"Nah us Strider's are always Cool." Dave said flipping his hair a bit.

"So sorry Mr. Strider, I didn't hear you over my own Epicness."

"Huh pfft Y/N's Epicness since when?" He said crouching beside my bed.

"I'm Epic you're Cool." I said while hitting him on the head with my pillow.

"In your dreams," Dave said while grabbing my pillow and smacking me with it. A smile spreading over his usually stotic face.

"Dreams?" My mind wondered back to the flashback childhood dream I had before I woke up. "Yeah only in my dreams," I said a little sadly.

"Hey Y/N what's with the sudden mood swing?" Dave asked.

"It's nothing you know girls being emotional and all really it's nothing.

Dave leaned over me. " You look sad. I'm going to make you smile." He said as he jumped on top of me and started tickling me.

"Dave st-stop. D-dont... Stop it." I said laughing

"Don't stop it? Okay." He said as he tickled me more.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD DAVE STOP!" I yelled as I pushed him off me.

"What's wrong Y/N?" Dave asked me.

"Nothings wrong I just don't want to be tickled."

"Wrong answer," Dave said I know something's bothering you. "

"Dave please leave."

"Y/N I'm not not leaving until you tell me what's wrong." Dave said while laying next to me on top of the bed sheets.