《The Nightmare's Dream {Morpheus x Reader}》An Abode to call Home
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After putting up fliers here and there, we went ahead and went 'home', Hal paid for what they call a 'taxi', in the olden days, it was carriages but now, more technical, our ride was short, since the beach was just near their dorm. Hal told me that, their are 2 more vacant rooms for rent, and of course, I picked the one in their 2nd floor, I mean- you would pick a room with a balcony would you? hm, that's what I thought.
Lucifer kept bugging me with her so called familiar, It kept following us around the beach, up until Rose called it and told me to keep them, it was a Polish Lowland Sheepdog, it was growling here and there, its hair was covering its eyes, covering its feet, and it had a very, very stinky fluffy tail.
In short.
It was absolutely hairy.
It also kept nudging my legs, bumping me, jumping on me, but on the other hand, it was nice, kind, and good boy in front of the two, like girl- I'm here working my ass of for your request and you'll even add a burden, fucking bitch.
"Home at last!" Hal exhaled. Standing before a house, it was coated with the color black with some white highlights, vintage decorations were displayed outside, a tall hedge of bush was surrounding the lot. Vined sculped pillars welcomed us as we entered his abode. {Imagine there were vine sculped pillars for more details *wink wink*}
"Where is everyone?" Rose looks around. "Must have all gone to bed I guess?" I stated as I brushed my fingers across the vintage appliances.
"That's a bummer, I wanted to introduce you to them!" Hal shrugged. His house doesn't seem so bad, except for the fact that Lucifer's dog is here, it was decent, not like my room in hell.
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"Well there's not much to do in Cape Kennedy after dark."
"Or during the day for that matter" Hal approaches the dog, petting him. "Who's a cute dog you are! oh you are! what a cute dog!, handsome even!"
A gentle tap awoke me from my zoning out, "So what will you name him?" Rose stood beside me. "You can't keep a dog with no name yeah?"
"I suppose, but I have no idea of what to even name it" If there's anyone who would want to name something that's mine, its Lucifer.
Once, I adopted a toad, and called it {any name}, it infuriated Lucifer to the point where she squished it in front of me, and called it disgusting.
"Hm, maybe I'll know what to name it tomorrow" a smile tugged its way to my lips. "Well- let me know if you need any help all right? I'll be more than thankful to help you" Rose held my shoulders as if I were to cry and needed comfort.
"Sure!"
"Chop chop ladies, I still have to tour this young lady the house tomorrow, make sure you two get a goodnight's sleep yeah?" Hal held our shoulders and hugged us. "Uh, hal- I can't breath-" I muttered, tapping his back.
"Oh sorry sorry, haha, you just look so cute and squishy Y/N, forgive me" he chuckles and led me to my room. "See you tomorrow Y/N!" Rose waved goodbye before heading to her room.
"This- this.." he murmured. "This will be your room" opening the door, we were met by a dark room, moon illuminating its way at the balcony, curtains swaying to the breeze, it felt so nostalgic to be here, a queen sized bed was decorated with vine carvings, ceiling and walls decorated with ornate elements and accent lighting to highlight the details.
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"Sorry for the mess" he waves his hands. "This was my grandmother's office room, she spent most of her time here, writing, sometimes knitting" I trace my fingers along the headboard, it was majestic let me tell you.
"She was a collector of vintage things, sorry for all the extras here haha" he scratches his nape. "Oh no its fine, I'm a fan of vintage things too, so don't worry about it"
"Are you sure? some of this has wood-eating bugs, I don't want you to get bitten by those." just leave bitch- "Hal" I held my gaze at the stuttering man.
"Oh, yes, Sorry, you'll need your rest now, good night then"
I began to scan the room and readied myself for summoning her. "Can't believe I'm doing this" I shrug; closing my eyes, chanting the spell as I held my hands up.
A rush of wind began circulating around the room, knocking the boxes and books as result. The room started to heat up as the wind becomes stronger.
She's here.
"Which foolish mortal dares to summon thee!" Lucifer's voice echoed around the chamber, "No mortal here, just me"
"Ah, greetings Princess" I genuflect back. "Greetings, Lucifer.."
"What is it that you nee-"
"Why, would you send me an ugly familiar of yours?" I arch my brow, hand on my hips as I tilt my head. "Hm? Oh~ You mean Ajax? He's here to protect you"
I scoff, protect me? Your kidding "Protect? I don't need your protection LUCIFER"
"He also has other uses than protecting you, Lik-"
"Like fucking annoying me, If you won't bring him back with you, I'll kill him myself" glancing at the sleeping animal, I turn my gaze back to the winged creature. "No, but he'll be of use, but until then, keep him, and don't name him any others" Lucifer chuckles and dissipates to thin air.
"Wait Lu-" Eugh, this is no use, I thought.
A knock then chimes in as I groan, "Come in"
"Oh! I was worried that you'll be asleep by now" Rose comes in revealing a neatly folded pajamas, the moonlight illuminating her chestnut colored eyes. "Here is your pajamas for tonight, if it won't fit just tell me, I'll get anot-"
"No need, This'll do, I don't want to bother you, more or less both of us needs rest" I smile as she grins "Well- Goodnight Y/N, see you" she waves and leaves the chamber.
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