#davedam

Oh. OH. So that's...what troll chicks looked like.  Dave felt the blood rush to his face as he stared at the girl in front of him.  She was smirking, waggling her eyebrows, and saying something in...what? The fuck, was that Japanese? "Er...kawaii senpai desu ne konichiwa daisuke daijobu" Yeah, that was about all he picked up from the anime John made him watch.  He watched the girl snicker at him, as she got closer. Wow, that, uhm, wow that was really close.  He could feel time wind around them, could hear his heart beat speed up with each second as the air almost crackled, could feel her breath on his neck as time congealed, thick and viscous around the two of them. Was that why it was hard to breath, or was it because of her-

Oh, yeah, it was because of that. He grasped for words and her hand found parts of him he really wished he could ignore.  Stuttering and trying to back away, he ended up falling spectacularly, tripping over his cape. She was straddling him now, dead, white eyes meeting his, seeing through his shades, she laughed again, hands wandering more and more and-

"DAVE! Dave? Are you ok?" Dave's eyes shot open, gasping for breath as Terezi's confused face stared down at him, "Were you having another nightmare?"  He looked around, finding himself in a pile of decapitated scale mates, in Terezi's block. Oh, he had fallen asleep. OH. "Y-yeah, I'm fine, it's whatever." "If you say so..."