Author note: Hello! This is my first fanfic ever! I hope you guys like it, I'm really happy with the first chapter :3 I have quite a bit of this planned out, I think it's going to be a long story. So, enjoy and prepare yourselves for some pretty dramatic stuff

Every night since we won, I laid on my bed sobbing. Was it true? Did we really win, or was this just another twist in the game? I clutched the soft fleece of my god tier hood and roughly wiped away the tears from my cheeks with it. I was afraid that at any time my world could collapse. Maybe I was dead? Would I ever see my friends again? But Jade- she's out sleeping on the sofa, spending a while here to figure out how to get back home.

Home.

I curled tighter around my warm blankets and thought of that word. Home. But this was my home…right? I live in a cute little neighborhood in Washington, just outside of the city. At night when it's windy, I can hear the branches on the tree in our yard creak and sway. This was my home.

I got up shakily from my bed and peeked down the hall. It seemed like everyone had finally gone to sleep. I drifted down the hallway and to the top of the stairs. All the lights were off, so I climbed over the guardrail of the small balcony and dropped to the floor without making a-

"John..? I froze. Jade's voice was barely a whisper.

"I'm right here, Jade." I made my way into the living room where she was staying.

"Hey." I said as she stood up and wrapped her arms around me tightly. It was like this every night since the end- one of us would have nightmares, (most nights both of us would) and I'd come downstairs and hold her until the morning.

"John, the others are alive, right? Dave and Rose? They still exist, right?" she asked me, panic in her voice.

"We're alive, so they are too." I reassured her, stroking her hair lightly. It was strange, when I met her, I didn't know how to act, us being siblings and all. But I soon realized that if I just treated her how I'd treat a girlfriend – except without the romance – I'd be off well enough. Turns out she didn't mind it, even if it was a bit awkward; she was still getting used to the idea too.

"But Dave….he had all those alternate selves. How do we know the right one survived? What about Davesprite?" she started crying

"Shh..Jade, it's okay. We can check next door to see if they're awake. It's pretty early, but we've all had nightmares since the game ended." She flinched when I mentioned the game, but nodded her head and broke from our hug.

"Let's do it" Jade said firmly, grasping my hand. We quietly exited out the back door and went around the side to the front of the house next to mine. It was an older house, deserted by the family that lived there about 20 years before. No one came to check on it, so once the problem that my house only had two bedrooms came up, Rose suggested that she and Dave "borrow" the house next door.

I drifted through the warm night air alongside Jade. She was about a foot taller than me, but since reaching god tier as the Heir of Breath, naturally I preferred flying to walking. Plus with being super short, it worked out very nicely.

We came up to the door, and I had my hand ready to knock. Jade caught my arm and gave me a wide-eyed look. "I'll knock." She said weakly.

The door opened before she had a chance to finish knocking. Jade jumped back quickly, defensive of who or what could have opened the door. A blonde girl peeked out before pulling us inside and into a group hug.

"I was afraid...you died.." Jade choked out to Rose. I detached myself from the two girls and asked quietly where Dave was. Rose pointed down the hall; I nodded and walked towards the tv room.

"Hey John," a tired, slightly accented voice called from the tv room.

"Yeah?" I asked, walking in to see Dave staring blankly at the screen.

"Was it all some fucked up dream that we somehow all remember?" He asked me. I didn't really think of it being all a dream…but that wasn't possible since we still were god tier!

"No, it was real." I responded firmly. "We decided to play a stupid little game, but we won. We won it, Dave."

"You sure?" his voice wavered

"I've never been surer in my life." I said, sitting down close to him and leaning into his chest. I curled up into a ball, almost like a cat, and started to fall asleep.

"What the hell, Egbert. I didn't ask for you to fall asleep on me." Dave said just before I drifted off. I smiled weakly. I didn't care, and obviously he didn't care too much either as I felt his arms securely wrap around me as I fell into a dreamless slumber

-Dave-

In my dreams, all I saw was fire and John's dead body.

I jolted awake to observe the prankster himself curled contently into my arms. Well, shit. I couldn't get up or else I'd probably freak the hell out of him. So instead, I drifted off again.

"Dave" my name echoed in my ears. It was so close, yet far. I whipped my head around, to see a black figure…with wings. He was holding John, who obviously was dead.

"John!" I screamed and lunged towards Jack. He flashed green and disappeared, and I fell on my face where he was standing. A sword materialized into my hand. I will kill you, I thought and ventured off to find Jack.

"Dave wake up"

"Dave"

"DAVE"

Someone shook me awake

"John what the fuck, are you trying to give me whiplash or something?" I smirked and playfully shoved him off of me.

"Dave, you were practically screaming in your sleep. It had me worried."

Oh.

"Um. Sorry." I was embarrassed, but tried not to show it.

"It's okay!" John grinned happily threw his arms around me. "Let's do something today to get our mind off of things!"

I knew that in a way, John was being overly happy to push aside the memories of the game, even if just for a few hours out of the day. I also knew that if he didn't act that way, he would re-play everything in his mind, and the pain would completely crush him.

I shook those thoughts away and smiled at him. "Yeah. Let's go do something cool." I slipped my shoes on and walked outside with John.