A/N: Random idea is random, I like making fun of things whether I love them or hate them.
Disclaimer: I don't own Eternal Sonata, all characters and items and everything belong to Tri-Crescendo and Namco Bandai.
"The EZI Pyjamas"
EZI Pyjamas: DEF +32.1 (fake) Pyjamas with the face of EZI. You'll have nightmares if you sleep in it.
Getting new items is always fun, especially when you get them for free. And well, beggars should not be choosers, so why not try them out before eventually selling them.
Take these EZI pyjamas for instance, free, and not worth selling. They're soft, warm and comfortable, perfect for sleeping you'd think.
Think again.
.-.
Allegretto forced Beat to try them out the first night they got them. Sure Beat was pleased to fall asleep in those warm comfortable pyjamas, until he got those dreams.
Dreams he'd rather not talk about, but they were about girls, Salsa mainly, and monsters too. He peed.
"I don't want to wear those pyjamas ever again!" He had said the next morning, he had already taken them off in the middle of the night and had slept the rest of the night butt naked next to Allegretto who wasn't too pleased about this but kept his mouth shut wisely.
.-.
Salsa was next, claiming the pyjamas herself, saying Beat was a coward, bugging him a bit more about how he was shorter than her. Though everyone knows that is only in her head, and that she secretly likes Beat.
She too dreamt dreams she'd rather not talk about. About pirates, the kind of people she likes so much, but they were… different. There was also that old man that served the count, the one who threw her in jail.
Salsa was strangely quiet the next day, staring into space, not saying one thing. Even Beat got concerned.
They washed the pyjamas again, because Salsa too peed herself, though she claimed it was only sweat.
.-.
March was the pyjamas next victim. She loved how warm and comfortable they were, and she believed strongly that EZI was a good god and wouldn't hurt her in any way.
Boy was she wrong.
She woke up screaming, waking everyone in the process. Beat got concerned, Salsa annoyed. They all asked if she was all right, offering her glasses of water and extra blankets, even a shoulder to cry on.
"I'm all right" She said. "Just a little nightmare." She had smiled one of her usual assuring smiles and everyone went back to sleep. March didn't.
.-.
The next night Viola wanted to wear the comfortable, now washed three times, pyjamas.
She dreamt of Jazz, it was a pleasant dream. Until Falsetto, Claves and even Rondo showed up that was.
She didn't pee, but the pyjamas still got wet, mostly sweat and tears. She also got her period that night, might have been a side effect of the pyjamas.
No one got to know about her sweating, crying and menstruating, because she went and washed the pyjamas before everyone else woke. After all, she did have some image to keep up, especially around Jazz.
.-.
Allegretto tried them out next. Secretly hoping he'd sleepwalk and wake up next to Polka.
He didn't, he did dream of her though. What she was doing at first he'd rather not talk about but it sure made him blush. After that she jumped again, from that damn cliff, not ever coming back up again.
He wanted to burn those pyjamas the moment he woke up. Jazz stopped him.
.-.
Since the others seemed to get afraid of the pyjamas, Jazz, being the fearless leader he is, offered to wear the pyjamas the next night.
He didn't wake up screaming, he didn't pee, nor did he want to burn the pyjamas the next morning, In fact, it looked like the pyjamas hadn't affected him in any way.
He did have a dream, a dream most people would have considered a nightmare. It was about Claves, and Rondo too. About how Rondo killed Claves, while he was there, Claves looking at him with those helpless eyes…
He was used to this dream.
The pyjamas didn't need to be washed this time, Jazz hadn't sweated, peed, or menstruated.
.-.
Falsetto wanted them next, and we all know that is because Jazz had slept in them the night before.
She woke up in the middle of the night, able to hold in her scream. She wanted to scream though. Her dream wasn't much different from Viola's one, though instead of Claves, Rondo and Viola stealing Jazz away, it was that strange man called Fugue, and she was sure she caught a glimpse of Waltz being there too.
The next morning the pyjamas had been thrown into a corner of the inns room. Viola knew what happened when she saw them, she didn't ask.
.-.
Claves offered to try them next, after being brought back to life again she hadn't slept in something as comfortable as those pyjamas. The face of EZI scared her a bit though, it reminded her of the things she had seen on the other side.
She slept through the night, having one of the most vivid dreams she ever had in her life. It was almost as if she was back on the other side again. Everything was black.
She screamed, called out for Jazz. But he didn't hear, he was in the other room. And Viola and Falsetto weren't going to get him, not in a lifetime.
.-.
The next morning she forced the pyjamas on Serenade, saying she should try them out next. There was an underlying meaning which Serenade understood, but the others didn't.
She obeyed, wearing the pyjamas at night, experiencing the nightmares she'd rather not experience. About her brother, her life in the castle, the "what if"s.
What if Crescendo had found out about her being a spy and had locked her away, maybe even tortured her. He looked at her with the cold eyes he had faced her brother with.
She cried.
.-.
She woke Crescendo early the next morning, searching for his comfortable warmth, hugging him tightly, never wanting to let go of him again.
He wore them next, feeling the need to understand why his beloved fiancée acted like this after sleeping in those strange EZI pyjamas.
He had the strangest dream about Serenade, about her keeping to her spy mission, deceiving him in the end. Leaving him with a broken heart.
He didn't understand, was there a hidden meaning behind this dream? Maybe the pyjamas showed you the future…
.-.
Utterly confused about the dream Crescendo bumped into Polka the next morning. They had a conversation, but he barely remembered. He handed over the pyjamas, Polka wanted to try out their warmth for a night.
She regretted it.
The dream was mainly about Frederic, he was saying strange things. Not like the things he had said at the end of their journey, but things like; "I want to tune your chords" It was all really confusing, but very vivid.
The last part of the dream scarred her for life, leaving her with a huge trauma. One which she'd never talk about, not ever.
.-.
Frederic met her the next morning, she avoided eye contact with him, shoving the pyjamas in his arms and dashing away after doing so. He was confused.
That night he decided to sleep in the pyjamas, maybe he would sleep well this night. Sleeping was always uncomfortable in this world. He knew he was dead in his real world after all.
The dream was surprising, he was back in the real world, back with his family, and everything until now had been a dream. He wasn't sick, he didn't die, everything had just been a dream.
Until he woke up, wearing the EZI pyjamas, in a guestroom of the Baroque castle.
A/N: The EZI pyjamas, I've always wondered if the characters ever tried them out. I wanted to stick to just the good guys, but I'm considering letting Waltz and co wear them too, just for fun.
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