DHMIS Harry's nightmare

Chapter 2

"So, Harry right? What do you do to keep things merry?" Tony asked taking a seat in the couch, rudely setting his feet on the coffee table. His wife is looking in a mirror across the room fixing her smeared make up, due to the rain.

"Yes, do tell youngster!" She says not looking at either of the housemates. He make up is still smuged, but it seems slightly better. Why are these people so....weird, so nice, and kind? We never did anything to them to MAKE them be like this, so why?

"umm...." I look to Robin and then to Manny, in unison the both shrug their shoulders, telling me I'm alone on this one.

"We um...I don't know. We do something..." I said with little enthusiasm, trying to see if they leave if I seem bored with them. Tony moves awkwardly turning to face me and the gang with a forced smile. He is pisssed.....

"T-T.V?! What a waste of time, there is a time and place for mucking around!" He looks like he is about to burst with anger but he keeps ranting, talking in rhyme, almost as in a song.

"Time is a tool you can put on the wall or wear it on your wrist. The past is far behind us, the future does not exist!" He stops and looks at Robin glaring. The teen stays quiet and try to hide behind his long green bangs.

"w-what time is it?" as soon as Robin says this, Tony soften his stare and smiles.

"It's a quarter to nine, time to have a bath" He stares at his wife, like this was some James Bond movie thing, nodding. His wife goes to the bathroom, funny I don't remember telling her where it was earlier. I see Tony gets up and take a pocket watch out of his coat and clicks his heel in time with the clock. After 20 taps, his wife comes back with a bucket and a pair of gloves.

"What do you mean, we are already clean?" Robin just can't keep his mouth shut can he? After he says this, I notice the bucket is filled to the brim with a brown substance. His wife throws the bucket, drenching all of us in this mystery chemical. I smell it and immediately pass out. The back swirling darkness surrounding my body, but only for a moment, then I find myself sitting at my kitchen table, but everything was different. I was this huge hairy red monster thing ,and all my friends we different. It's strange, I have never had a ......dream, I think that's what you call it. On the table was a white bowl of a variety of fruits and a notepad.