The Fishbowl

Chapter 5

tw: mention of cannibalism, fighting, if there's more please tell me

3rd Person

Thomas was talking to Virgil about MCR before he heard Remy's voice. 'I got one out of two.'

'Good job Rems,' Thomas responded.

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Emile was walking through white clouds that were slowly turning black. Lightning was striking around him as he walked. Then he heard Remy's voice. 'I got one out of two.'

'Amazing job, hun! Don't scare the next one!' Emile responded before returning his attention back to his walking.

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Remy and Logan were falling through a dark abyss. Having done this before, Remy was far more relaxed than Logan. Logan on the other hand, had his eyes wide in fear and his jaw dropped in a silent gasp, unable to scream from the twist in his stomach. Soon a bright light flashed Remy's eyes, recognizing that as the sign that they were about to fall into Roman's dream. Remy floated, like last time to try and soften the landing. As they entered the dream, the ground came steadily closer. Logan harshly hit the ground. Shortly after, Remy roughly landed on his feet.

"You could've given me a warning that we were entering the dream" Logan said, annoyed as he stood up.

"I could've, but I didn't." Remy smirked, turning away from the scowl on Logan's face. They got a really good look of Roman's fantastical world, which appeared to mostly consist of a forest. Far off in the distance was a castle with a beautiful flag flying in the air. It looked like a blur from that far away, but it was very clearly royal red and gold.

Suddenly, Remy was ripped from his thoughts, by the sound of a roar. Remy looked around for the noise. "Did you hear that?"

"Hear what?" Logan asked back. The sound was, seeming to echo throughout the forest. Logan heard it this time.

"That." He looked up and pointed at a dragon flying in the sky. The two of them shared a glance of panic. "Run," Remy whispered, barely audible.

"What?" Logan's voice was a bit too loud, grabbing the attention of the monster flying above them.

Well, there wasn't a point in being discreet anymore. "Run," Remy yelled, grabbing Logan's wrist and tugging him in a random direction.. The dragon followed, breathing out a steady beam of fire. "Shit," Remy cursed, watching as the tree in front of them caught on fire and fell, blocking the path. "I'm going to teleport us. Don't puke," Remy warned. He wasn't a moment too soon, the heat of the fire very prominent on his arm as they vanished.

They teleported into a castle. Logan's face had gone pale, but he covered his mouth and heeded Remy's warning. Remy snapped his fingers and their outfits changed, to match their location. Logan had a dress, longer hair, and a higher pitched voice. Remy had a knight outfit, his sunglasses were gone, and he had the helmet in his hand.

"Are you serious?" Logan looked down at his outfit. Remy held back a laugh. "Oh, so you're laughing now. You won't be laughing after I shove my foot up your ass" Logan snarled, stomping over to Remy to go through with his threat.

Remy put his hands up in defense. "I'll change it. Jesus." Remy was about to snap his finger until an older person interrupted them.

"Princess, please, do not attack another knight." A butler approached them. Remy and Logan looked at each other with wide eyes, understanding passing between them. Logan went into a more proper posture and Remy put his helmet on.