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It was late, the Laios party was settling in for the night, going to their respective rooms in the cabin. Marcille was brushing her hair, Laios and Falin were trying to see who could brush their teeth the fastest in the bathroom, and Senshi was taking off his helmet and setting it on the nightstand.
Chilchuck was pulling off his fingerless gloves and putting them in the drawer, Izusumi was licking her fur, making sure it was all nice and straight before she curled up on the foot of Senshi and Chilchuck’s bed. They all got in their beds and all fell into a nice slumber… or so they thought.
Slipping inside Marcille’s dream she was back in her house with Falin. They were holding hands having the time of their lives, about to kiss. That was until Shuro busted down the door yelling “Falin, I'm here for you my love!” Marcille stared in shock, watching Falin happily run over to Shuro.
“I'm sorry Marcille but I just love Shuro more than you, I'm going back to the Eastern continent with him, and we're gonna get married!” Falin had happily said, Shuro held her face and the two kissed. Marcille fell onto her knees screaming “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!” she was in despair watching them happily skip away to the griffin outside the house. Marcille watched as they flew away back to the Eastern continent together.
Back in the real world she was tossing and turning, a frown on her face. Sweat beaded on her brow as she was stuck in the nightmare of Falin Marrying Shuro.
In Falin’s dream, she was skipping along the road in a town only slowing down when she saw the glares and whispering as she went by. Once she stopped a child saw her and screamed “Monster Monster!” pointing at her
Falin was confused until she looked down, seeing she was a chimera again. She walked over to the kid. “Hey it’s okay I'm not a monster, it's me Falin remember?” The child screamed again and threw a rock at her, the whole town followed suit.
She ran until she saw Marcille in the distance, she ran faster her large claws digging up the soil. “Marcille it's so good to see you!” She slowed to a stop, seeing Marcille turn around made her smile.
Once Marcille laid eyes on her she made a noise of disgust “Ew a monster.” Falin started to cry and flew away, only for Mariclle to follow her saying horrible things slowly turning into a reverse version of her, Marcille but with the head of a dragon.
In Izutsumi’s dream, she was surrounded by mountains of cooked food. She was stuffing her face with food, she was about to put another fish in her mouth when she looked closer at it. It was a monster, she was eating monsters.
Then the food started to move, turning back into monsters chanting “Eat us eat us.” Izutsumi had her ears pinned back trying to back away from the food monsters. She hissed and kicked them away, climbing up the cabinet and hiding on top. But they kept on chanting, climbing up each other trying to be the first one she eats.
Izutsumi in the real world kicked the sleeping Chilchuck in the face, fidgeting in her sleep her ears pinned back.
In Chilchuck’s dream, he was walking around a hall in a dungeon. His hands behind his head as he walked, until he caught sight of a chest. He hesitantly walked up to it and got his tools out, spending the next few minutes working on the lock he heard the click of success.
He grabbed a long sword, stepped back, and used the sword to open the chest. Buglike claws popped out and he immediately pulled the sword back. The chest slammed shut, but it opened again the mimic peeking out. He was about to run when he heard the sound of more chests and crates opening.
He was surrounded by mimics, each one worse than the last, with claws, teeth, and tentacles galore. They moved closer, he walked backward swinging the sword at them. When they all ran at him he jumped and they crashed into each other, he ran out of the room and slammed the door shut.
Chilchuck had heard the familiar voices of the party and he ran towards them, only stopping in horror when he saw they were using his tools. Laios was using one of his tension wrenches to clean the gunk out of the bottom of his shoes, and Senshi was using another one to peel the skin off a fish. Worst of all Izutsumi was using one to smash bugs that were on the floor.
He was drenched with sweat holding onto the blanket tightly in his sleep, still uncomfortable from Izutsumi kicking him in the face.
In Senshi’s dream, he was cooking, humming as he added spices and herbs. Tossing the pan full of cooking meat, making sure it was cooked to perfection. Senshi cut off some to try it, putting the juicy meat into his mouth. It was bland, he stared at it in disbelief before adding more spices and herbs.
Taking more bites it was still bland, that's when he realized the meat wasn't even done cooking. He tried his best to save the meal, continuously adding spices and herbs until the pan was almost full of them. By the time he grabbed the meat out with the tongs, it had shriveled up and had become dry.
He hesitantly took a bite, it tasted horrible like the hard socks in a teenage boy's room mixed with rotten food. He immediately spit it down, Senshi looked over and saw that it was an evil mage who had cursed his food to taste bad forever.
In his sleep, he frowned his brow furrowed, he tossed and turned at the thought of how the food tasted.
Finally, it was Laios’ dream, the tall man was happily skipping around catching monsters to eat. Soon, he had a bag full of them, he cooked the monsters that he caught into a nice big stew. But as soon as he went to take a bite the monster had turned into normal boring food.
Laios tried again to eat more monster soup only to get more boring food. After trying so many times he fell on his knees in defeat. Tears running down his face his mascara running, he yelled up at the sky “WHY OH WHY? I JUST WANNA EAT MONSTERS!?!?!”
In sync all 6 members of the party shot up, waking up from their horrible nightmares. They spent the rest of the night huddled in the living room by the fire. Laios pipped up “So uh what were your guys’ nightmares about?”
They all turned to him, Marcille looking extra horrified staring into space still remembering her nightmare “I don't wanna talk about it.”