Random title generator fun turned into this.
Warnings: Fantasy fuckers... and cursing.
Ages: 19.
Note: They, quite obviously, don't know each other.... it was either this or the sex of the children and I feel like FBI would be bugging me about that one.
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Bebe's POV.

I sit down again, looking down at my hands in a tired haze.

"Bebe.... go to fucking sleep," Kenny says, smiling kindly.

I shake my head.

"I just can't... I've been having the same dream for months and every time I awake, I'm as tired as ever."

"How long has that been going on?"

"Two months? Fuck... is it June?"

"It's July. Bebe, sleep, right now!"

"I really can't help the fact I'm tired even after fucking sleeping!"

Kenny rolls his eyes.

"You're fucking sleeping. Drink the tea, go do your shit and sleep. You look horrible!"

"Ken, really, I—."

"No buts, nothing, go."

I sigh and drink the tea before putting the cup into the sink. We live together.... Kenny and I... we're like brother and sister but um.... lets hope we're not I can say that much. Our relationship is mostly family like but we've had our very sexual moments as two very pansexual people under really hard stress.

"Now, go to bed and close your eyes, you look like you'll fucking explode if you don't."

I sigh and walk towards the only room in the house with a door in between. Ken sleeps in the living room (like he doesn't sleep next to me most of the time) and I go there. It's nice, cozy... and honestly, I wouldn't live with pretty much anyone else.

"BEBE YOU USELESS PAN, SLEEP GODDAMNIT!"

I hit my head on the pillow, closing my eyes for a moment.

~Well I mean kind of a timeskip.~

I open them, same room... same time... that's weird, I thought I slept.

"You're back!"

I turn around to see a girl sitting on the windowsill. Beautiful and long black hair, hazel eyes and goddamnit, all around she's one cute motherfucker.

"What are you doing in my house?"

"Oh..... you don't remember me?"

"No.... I don't think I d—."

My dream flashes before my eyes, seeing this girl all over again.

"So um.... I do remember you."

She smiles... Wendy, I think that's her name.

"You haven't been getting sleep lately.... sorry, my bad," she says.

She smiles.

"I didn't mean to exhaust you so badly with all this, I really didn't... but you're just so fascinating I couldn't help myself."

I smile.

"Can I have sleep?"

"Do you want to leave already is the question."

I shrug.

"It would be nice to be on the top of my game for once in my life while at work.... but.... I don't really know. Are you coming back?"

"You'd miss me—?"

"I.....in a way, yeah. Two months without one night I haven't met up with you..... it would feel like going down the drain."

"Oh I see. In that case, I'll come back, I promise."

I smile.

"Woman of Dreams," I let out without thinking.

"Excuse me?"

"You're a Woman of Dreams.... clearly."

"I guess I am."

"Why are you here anyway? Why am I so fascinating?"

"You see..... I'm a bit.... different in your wor—."

"You exist when I'm awake?!?!"

"I don't wait for you to fall asleep, seems boring. Anyway.... so I am sort of a bit of a different thing in your world."

"What are you?"

"Hard to explain..... it's a mist of sorts, the kind that kinda goes into your brain when you're asleep."

"That's..... holy fuck."

"Yeah.... well I um.... I thought you looked like a beautiful human being and as you were stupidly stressed, I came to help you calm down, acting like a therapist. You remember, I presume. Well.... afterwards.... I really couldn't keep away and not until lately have I noticed your brain is fully awake during these encounters.... sorry about that one..."

I smile.

"You think I'm beautiful?"

"Well.... yeah? I honestly don't understand how I wouldn't, your friend has most definitely got friends who talk about you as a beautiful woman.... and sometimes they'll act sort of objectifying and he'll slap them in the way saying something like 'my best friend, bitch, not a fucking Barbie doll.'"

"That's Kenny for you."

She smiles.

"Well... I'll let you get actual sleep now. Bye—."

I kiss her on the cheek.

"Bye."

BEBE YOU USELESS PAN!

~Hi, time skip.~

I get up, looking at the clock. Holy shit, that's so late. Oh God, I missed the whole da—is Wendy here?

"Hey! Bebe! Someone's looking for you! Get up you useless pancake!"

I sigh and get up, putting my hair up while walking. When I catch a glance of the persons face, I nearly choke.

"W-Wendy?"

She waves. Holy shit.

"Hi Bebe."

Kenny walks past us, muttering to me as he goes,

"If you ain't gonna, I will."

I roll my eyes.

"I um.... come in... I'm pretty sure you know this place already."

Holy shit she's tall.

"Thank you."

She walks in and closes the door behind her, knowing exactly how the door is broken and doing the thing to close it.

"Bebe... when has this girl been over here and why the fuck haven't I been told anything?" Kenny asks.

I roll my eyes.

"You're as beautiful as ever, Wendy."

She laughs, smiling slightly while doing so.

"You know that I think that about you already."

I nod.

"How is it possible?"

"Just because I didn't have a body didn't mean I could never have one. I tried real hard and got this done. Admittedly, this is terribly awkward to use. Heavier than it was back then."

Her smile grows and I just laugh like an absolute bitch.

"When I see your kids, one better have my name goddamnit, I'm your best friend and soul twin, Bebe," Kenny says.

I laugh and nod.

"Well... welcome to my home... fuck, did I say that already?"

She giggles, actually giggles.

"Doesn't matter. I think it's adorable."

I blush a little before taking her hand. I smiles when she grabs back and kiss her, getting accompanied by the cheering of Kenny.