DEEPEST FEAR

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(This all takes place before Don’t Remember.)

Peevils screams and jumps away from Mare for the tenth time that night, and Mare frowns up at her. “Let’s stop now. You’re going to give yourself a panic attack if you keep this up.”

Peevils shakes her head. “No, Author wants us to go with him to Ego Inc., and I’ve got to be ready, alright? Now lets do it again.”

She sits back down at the table across from him, and Mare sighs. “Alright, if you insist, but let’s take it slower this time.” He takes her hands over the table and holds them tight in hopes of reassuring her as his mist surrounds her again.

In Peevil’s mind a pair of cold hands slide down her arms and someone leans in from behind. “You’re mine, Starlight.” Then he grabs her wrists so tight she thinks they’re going to snap. Peevils gasps and almost bolts up from the table again, but this time she stops herself.

She forces herself to lean into him instead and sigh. “Won’t you ever get tired of me, Darkipoo?”

The phantom of Dark in her mind jerks her around to face him and smiles. “Never.”

Peevils melts into him again, forcing each movement to be smooth and seamless. She trails one hand up to his cheek and draws his face down to meet hers. That’s when Mare pushes away from the table, causing the nightmare to drift away. “It looks like you’ve got it handled.”

Peevils stands up. “Mare, don’t tell me you’re jealous of a figment of your own creation now! You know perfectly well how I feel about you and Dark!”

“That’s not…” Mare shakes his head and storms for the door.

Peevils appears in the way of the door with her arms crossed over her chest. “Natemare, you’re not going to storm off on me. Please tell me what’s wrong with you.”

Mare glares at her, eyes sharper than knives. “You’re one of my only friends, and as such, I’m not that keen on you throwing yourself to that 3D wolf just to make the Author happy.”

Peevils laughs and shakes her head. “Mare, I’m not going to get any closer to Dark than I have to, but if I’m not prepared to deal with whatever he might do, I’ll be useless.” She hugs him even though he remains stiff against her, turning his face away. “You know I can take care of myself.”

He nods. “Yeah, I know.” Mare takes a step back, and Peevils lets go of him. “And I don’t want you to be afraid of him either. I just wish you didn’t have to be anywhere near him at all.”

“I know,” she says and pokes him in the side.

Mare gives her a smirk in return and playfully cuffs her chin. “I don’t know about you, but I’m hungry.”

Peevils laughs and rolls her eyes. “You’re always hungry.”