Dreamers

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"You're dreaming, silly."

I backed away slowly. "I am?"

He ran over and hugged my waist. "This is all a dream. Always was."

And with that, I woke up. I looked down, realizing a warm weight on my shoulder. I had to do a double take before I turned pink.

What the hell?!

I tried to move, but I couldn't without disturbing Tom. He stirred, rubbing his eyes and looking up.

"Oh hi, Tord." He turned red. "You were whimpering in your sleep so I got in bed to try to calm you down." He looked shaken.

"What's wrong?" I asked, a little freaked out.

"Nothing, just had a really weird dream." He tried to hide his discomfort.

"What was it about?" I asked, curious.

What did possessed people even dream of anyway?

He took a deep breath. "Okay, this is gonna sound bad, and it might offend you."

I just gave him a questioning look, prodding him on to say it.

"It was about you. You and Edd got into a fight that turned violent. You beat Edd to death, and snapped Matt's neck."

Chills ran down my spine. "A-and after that?"

"Apparently that was why you were whining in bed. When I got in and fell asleep, things started to get weird. Now no one was dead, and you came to me, saying that you killed them, and I told you that you were dreaming, while hugging you." He turned even redder at that last part.

I swallowed. "That's what happened in mine too."

We looked at each other in shock.

"Do you think its your powers?" I questioned.

He shrugged. "It could be. Maybe its because I made contact with you, too."

"We can't tell the others. They don't even know about your demon yet."

Tom rubbed the back of his neck. I sorta had to tell Edd what happened last night, so he wouldn't kill you in your sleep."

"How did he respond to that?" I asked, sounding alarmed.

"He wants proof. He wants to attempt to summon my demon so I would transform. I dont know what he's going to do though."

I rolled my eyes. "Lets just go downstairs."

We came down to the kitchen to find the others eating breakfast. Edd gave me a narrowed glance.

"You're gonna have to make your own. I don't make food for traitors."

I just rolled my eyes. "Yea, whatever Edd."

Tom came to my defense. "Cool it, Edd. He's not like that anymore."

Edd just laughed bitterly. "That's what we thought last time he came back. We thought he had changed after being out in the world for seven years."

"You'd do the same thing if you were trying to make it big, but no one would hire a dirty Norwegian." I said as I poured a bowl of cereal.

"Will you guys just stop?!" Tom yelled. "Why can't you guys get along like before?"

This shut us up. At least for a few seconds, before Edd walked up to Tom.

"Why are you even still wearing that? Its a rag." He grabbed the hem and pulled it off of Tom's body.

"Give that back!" He yelled. Edd just held it up in the air and watched him jump for it. He tried to grab it, but it was just out of his reach.

"Uh, Edd? That doesn't seem like a good idea-"

"THAT'S IT! I'VE HAD IT!"

He started giving off that same aura as the last time before he transformed.

"Get him outside now!" I yelled to Edd as he flinched, and ran out of the apartment with Tom on his heels.

His eyes turned purple as we got outside, and I knew that this wasn't a good sign.

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