Dave was fumbling for the light switch on the wall but found that he was pretty much just caressing the goddamn wall because the switch was evading him. Finally getting the light he looked around his room. It was only six in the morning but he couldn't sleep right now. Sighing softly to himself he settled into his computer chair and snatched his laptop off the floor. He might as well check to see if one of his friends was on. Logging onto pesterchum he bit his lip as he looked over the gray names. Nope, that was stupid of him to assume anyone would be on. Bro was usually working now so he couldn't go disturb him just because he couldn't sleep. His hands were shaking as he slowly moved the laptop to the desk covered in papers. All of the papers were his writing because that was the only way he could really communicate to people other than sign language. At least with bro there was nothing to be said ever as they both knew what the other was thinking at all times. Crawling to his bed he grabbed his blanket to wrap around himself protectively. Fuck he wished he could tell somebody about that dream. Dave was still shaking like a leaf from the horror of what he'd done in the dream world. Apparently that was Derse but just the thought that it could've actually been real scared him.

Hearing pesterchum go off he looked up and slipped his shades on. They were a confidence boost and a way to hide that he was legitimately scared. It was John. A faint smile tugged upward at his lips but he suppressed it. Answering his best bro he sat on the floor, red blanket still tightly wrapped around his shoulders like a cape. The happiness that somebody was around to talk to vanished after the reality of why John was talking to him this early hit him. "john shit im sorry man i didnt think that that was real," he typed out quickly. Fear was creeping into his stomach now. John didn't respond for a minute then the call button appeared. They had never ever talked so Egbert didn't even know that he was mute. Fuck. Shit, this was the worst. Cautiously he clicked the accept button and there was his best bro.

Silence filled the air as Dave rose up one hand to wave at him. John smiled back with a dorky lopsided grin that was really just too cute for anyone to have. The silence returned and it was just awkward because Strider was incapable of talking and Egbert didn't seem to be talking so instead they just sat there looking at each other. One behind a pair of shades the other some nerdy square frames. His hands were still shaking but were not in view of the camera so everything was all set there. "Sooo…." John started but ended up biting his lower lip with those buck teeth of his. The kid needed braces that much was for certain. Dave rubbed the back of his next and waited for the other to say something. "You're awfully quiet for a guy who usually has a lot to say," said the other boy after another couple minutes of silent. He merely shrugged and attempted to play it cool. For one he didn't want to exactly admit he couldn't talk because he always talked, haha joke, about how he was awesome at rapping. Yeah that was more or less a lie because he did write raps but unable to rap him himself. "So Dave are you going to say anything?" the kid pestered once more. Shit what exactly was he supposed to do he couldn't even say he couldn't talk? Wow this was confusing. Holding up a single slightly shaky finger he pulled open the chat as well. Keeping his best poker face he could he typed out "no man i cant exactly talk."

This seemed to confuse John as he furrowed his brows together. "What do you mean you can't talk?" The eyes kept going from the chat box to the video box as if trying to figure out that that meant. "Oh you mean like you'll wake up your brother?" he asked seeming satisfied with that answer.

Dave felt his stomach flip that he was going to have to lie about this and say yes. "yeah man hes been working late like a mofo so id rather not wake him up unless I want to be torn apart limb from limb"

"Oh alright then." There was a pause now and John seemed to be trying to figure out what to talk about other than what had happened there. "So what's up?" he finally asked with that grin once again. It was obvious neither of them wished to discuss the dreamer problem.

"not much really just like sitting here thinking of what to do to keep myself from turning into such a boring person kind of like you"

"That's mean Dave!"

He laughed silently and shook his head, unable to help it. "sorry man but its true and you know it"

John crossed his arms and huffed slightly. "Whatever at least I'm not an asshole like you."

"oh no ouch my pride hurts like you have just poured acid all over it ouch goodbye john i cannot survive this pain" He grasped at his chest and pretended to die just for dramatic effect.

John was stifling a laugh with his hand and shaking his head. "I'm obviously not sorry about killing you so you might as well come back," he said a smirk planted onto his lips.

Dave shrugged and sat back up with the faintest of smiles on his own lips. Alright maybe just maybe this could work. As long as John never found out he was mute, that would only cause pity and fuck pity.

Notes: Oops I started another fanfiction when I haven't even finished one. Gasp. Nope.