Dreaming of you

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Listen to the song it's while reading. It's amazing and all credit goes to this wonderful pianist for giving me this idea for writing.

Pacifica's POV

Looking around I was in a beautiful palace. It had stain glass on the wall, the floor so shiny I could see myself in it. It had flowers on every window sill each of a different color and type. I then heard the sound of a piano being played. My feet started moving on it's own as I followed the sound of the music. Continuing to follow the sound I found myself in a gigantic ballroom. From where I stood there was brunette in fancy attire playing majestically on the piano. He stared at me for a few minutes but his hands never stopped playing. Taking his hands off the keys the music continued to fill the room.

Getting up from his seat he walked over to me and took my hand. He used his other to cup my face. Smirking he snapped his fingers and my kitten sweater, blue jeans and sneakers were now a teal green dress reaching up to knees, with long gloves on my hands. My hair became loose and started flowing past my shoulders. The outfit was completed with white flats on my feet. A white rose appeared in the boys hand though it was surrounded by a light blue light. Putting the flower in my hair I was pulled into a graceful waltz by the boy. He giggled at me as I was a little clumsy with the moves at first.

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Those were the steps of this easy but confusing dance. I remembered learning the moves but who taught me?

 The boy started to twirl me out of his hands and then back. Getting back into motion of the dance I started to look down at my feet. I felt a hand under my chin as the boy slowly lifted my face back up and smiled at me. It was as if he was telling me my clumsiness was cute?

We continued our graceful dance with him twirling my some more, dipping me and even lifting me a little as we shared the smiles when the music grew more intense. Slowly coming to a stop I felt him cup my face with his cold hands as he planted a warm kiss on my slightly opened lips. I don't know how but I felt myself kissing back. Pulling apart from the kiss a smile was brought on my face as I was breathing a little unevenly but then slowly laughter bubbled up in me. Same with the boy but it left as quickly as it came. 

The boys eyes turned a certain cold blue color. Horns grew from the top of his head, while demon-like wings grew from his back. The flower that was once in my hair began to wither away. His teeth soon began to grow sharper more pointy on the ends. His hands then started to grasp mine a little to tightly. I tried to pull away but I couldn't his eyes were too captivating while his hold seemed to be impossible to get out of. An evil grin showed on his face as he pulled me into his chest holding me close. The floor soon started shake as the palace began to crumble. 

The now demon boy had tears in his eyes when he slowly placed another white rose in my hair. Cupping my face once more he leaned in but under my feet I felt the floor disappear as I fell into an endless dark abyss.

Waking up abruptly on the floor covered in sweat I held my pounding heart. My breath staggered. Leaning up from the floor I pull my legs in and held them into my chest. Placing my head on them I silently cry hoping not to wake anyone up with my sobs


Yes you were correct the brown haired pianist was Dipper congratualtions here's a cookie.

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