Refresh: Extras

Just Making Sure. . .

Omg an actual oneshot!?!? Pre book 3, apartment era.

   I jolted up in bed. No. It's not. . .  It wasn't. . . Those glasses on the pile of dust– Oh God.

   I tossed the blankets off and took off down the hall. "Fresh!?" I pushed his door open.

   He jerked and sat up. He had been sleeping. He blinked. "Error? Waz happenin? You okay?"

   I clutched my shirt tighter and sank to my knees in the doorway. Just a dream. Just a nightmare. Hes okay. He was rescued. Hes not dead.
 
   "Error!" There was a shuffling and soon Fresh kneeled in front of me. His eyes held worry. "Error what happened?!" He reached out.

   I wiped my eyes and hiccuped. "Nothing! Nothing! Go back to sleep you have a test tomorrow!"

   "I'm not goin' to sleep until you tell me what's wrong. . ." He mumbled.

   "It was just a dumb nightmare! I'm fine!" My breathing was ragged from crying. And I crashed.

   When I rebooted I saw that he had pulled his hands back. "Hey. Error. Breathe. You with me..?"

   I sucked in a deep breath and closed my eyes. I let it out. "M'okay... "

   He touched my shoulder gently. "What happened Error..?"

   I stared at my hands for a moment. I could almost feel the dust gathering on them. I shuddered. "It was... bad. There was a pile of dust... and your glasses. I picked them up and there was dust all over my hands... and I couldn't get it off!"

   Fresh visibly flinched but shook it off. "Error. There's no dust. I'm here." He grabbed my hand and drew it to his chest. "My soul is right there."

   We both went silent for a moment. I felt his soul pulsing through the fabric and his ribs. "Yeah..."

   "See? I'm okay." He whispered.

   I nodded and rested my head on his shoulder. "Sorry I kinda spazzed out..."

   "It's okay." He rubbed my back gently. "I understand. . ." We both went quiet for a while. "Hey. Wanna go watch some disney movies?"

   I chuckled softly and pulled back. "Sure. Why not? "

   I made some popcorn as Fresh picked out a movie. We ended up watching Wreck it Ralph. Fresh likes the movie. It's okay.

   Fresh passed out during the first half. His hand in the popcorn bowl and his head on my shoulder. He needed the rest.

   I smiled snd turned the movie off. At some point I fell asleep as well.