Dream Eater ()BFB Fanfic() [canceled]

Dont let the bed bugs bite

Rocky woke up and started coughing.

He immediately stood up and looked around the dark room.

He seemed scared and tried walking.

This led to him falling off the bed.

He landed on his side which contained bandaged wounds, the impact made him wince and almost cry.

He let out a small whimper before putting himself in a sitting position and then standing up.

He limped towards the door.

He normally wouldn't be able to open the door since he was too small but the door was left slightly open.

He pushed the door, wincing once again as he pushed his wounds against the door.

He bagan limping around in the basement which looked more like a lab.

Some lights were still on but no one seemed to be awake.

He then made it to the stairs.

He sighed and began walking up the steps.

His sprained leg caused him to lose balance.

THUD

Grassy slowly woke up.

He rubbed his eyes and stood up from his bed.

His eyes quickly adjusted to the dark room.

THUD

There went the sound again.

Grassy started walking out of his room.

He seemed to notice the sound came from the basement.

He began heading towards the basement door.

He opened it and looked down the stairs.

The light from the basement wasn't too bright but it was enough for him to realize who it was.

"Rocky!" Grassy exclaimed quietly with enthusiasm.

Rocky sat on the floor, he looked up at Grassy.

Rocky didn't have his usual smile.

Grassy hopped down the stairs.

"Are the others awake?" Grassy asked with curiosity, he kept his childish smile.

Rocky stayed silent.

He then began to cry, Grassy flinched a bit due to the sudden tears rolling down Rocky's face.

Rocky pushed himself against Grassy, Grassy's smile started to fade away.

He gave Rocky a hug.

He hugged him for a bit before getting an idea and starting to smile again.

Grassy picked up Rocky, Rocky still had tears in his eyes.

"Grassy will help you!" Grassy said happily, Rocky gave a confused look.

Grassy placed Rocky on his head before starting to walk up the stairs.

Pen walked once more on the squishy ground.

He hated the feeling of every step.

But it was either stay put and probably get attacked or start trying to find answers.

He was in a place that was surrounded by walls, except for one opening that was quite far.

He tried to walk towards the opening.