It Might Be

Nightmares

You quickly urged the skin to cover your arms again. Slowly, your human hands reappeared. You felt your eyelids getting heavier by the second. A few minutes later, you were in dreamland. You dreamed of fighting fish people, along with yellow lizard people. But there was this one skeleton that could never beat. "Shape up, Kid!" He yelled at you. That was what your dad had always said to you as a kid. You woke up covered in a cold sweat. Your father had never been that nice to you. In fact, he was the one who turned you into a half skeleton. He was a scientist. One night, he woke you up in the middle of the night. You followed him drowsily to the lab. He tied you down to the examination table. All of a sudden, the machines around you started whirring. You started panicking. You blacked out. When you woke up, you were confused. When you realised what had happened, you were super angry at you father. You felt your arm tingle, and when you looked down, you almost fainted. Your whole arm had no skin. When you touched it, it was cold. You tried to pull your skin back up, but it didn't work. When willed it back, it slowly crawled along your skeletal arm. A sharp ring brought you back to the present. "What was that?" You whispered to Pepper. "Just my phone." He answered. You went back to sleep again after that. Dreaming about your role model: a famous pun telling comedian. He was human, unlike you. You only turned into skeleton self if you willed it or if you became angry. You woke up earlier than anyone else to go see Trixan.