A/N: So I was suddenly hit with the writing muse. I wasn't going to make a large story because I have committing problems. But suddenly =BAM. I had this sudden urge to write this story out and cannot seem to stop writing. I have so much done already but I'm only going to post part of it every day until there is no more to post! It may be the coffee to blame but I just cannot stop writing this story! I have a slight headache ...probably because I've been writing for four hours now. This is not edited work. Please no suggestions. I got a writing focus and do not want to be put off track. Yays and nays are fine comments by the way.


Cecil swiped at the thick fog that surrounded him but the thick hazy cloud just swirled around him like smoke, misting his skin and clothes. He stumbled forward, hands reaching out for anything that might be solid. The fog was pushing against him like a current in a river making walking difficult. He knew he was dreaming. He had remembered going to sleep in his camp bed and now he was in this strange land.

"Hello," He called out into the darkness. His voice carried into the fog, surrounding him in an echo of his own voice. He continued to move forward, calling out and reaching into the darkness and hoping to find something in the void of blackness.

It wasn't long before the fog parted in front of Cecil showing a path of square, grey stepping stones. He glanced around him but the fog still blocked all view except the path before him. He placed his foot on the first garden stone and waited for something to happen.

Darkness stayed dark and the fog thickened behind him, pushing against him, urging him forward. He took another step and another satisfied that each step he took nothing was going to shoot from behind or in any other direction.

At the end, the path reached a small light post shining a beam in a halo around the fog causing it to swirl against the light like a non-existing glass screen. Cecil stopped before reaching the post, his head slightly titled as he took the sight before him.

Everything around him didn't add up. His location was odd as having no other objects that he could see, no noise sounding in the air, no smell or taste. Yet before him was a single post with light shining in the dark and a white and overly fluffy snow rabbit. It hopped once before twitching its' nose as its ears jolted forward.

"Hey there, little bunny." Cecil lowered himself to the ground, snapping its fingers at the rabbit. It twitched its nose again. "Whatcha doing in this um…strange place? Do you live here? You should think about moving. It's creepy and you'll get no bunny love here." As he spoke, he slowly moved forward, snapping his fingers at the rabbit.

When he was close enough to touch the bunny, Cecil reached out to towards the rabbit's soft fur but that was all it took before a poof and a swished sounded in the air and as magic, the rabbit turned from four legs fur ball to a two legged girl. Not just any female but Lou Ellen and her smirk of all knowing.

"Ellie?" Cecil scowled at her. "What are you doing here? Since when could you morph into a rabbit?"

"I'm not sure. Never till now and what are you doing here?" Lou Ellen jutted a hip out and placed a hand upon it while giving her friend a pointed look.

Cecil opened his mouth to retort an answer but he had nothing so he shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. Just…you know, woke up here."

"Yeah," Lou Ellen glanced around, her painted eyes trying to focus on anything but the fog. "Me too. So where is here?"

"Don't really know," Cecil rubbed the back of his neck and scrunch up his face as if he ate a lemon. "Though if you were sleeping and I was sleeping then it must be a dream-ish place, right?"

"Right. Yeah." Lou Ellen nodded her head as confirming that logic made complete sense. "I suppose. But why are we in each other's dream?"

"We aren't. Not in each other's dream, I mean. It's obvious." Cecil gave her a slight glare. To him, Ellie was always full of surprises and why should it be different in this dream. "You are dream crashing my dream."

"Me?" Lou Ellen stuck her finger to her chest and lifted her chin slightly. "Well maybe you are dream crashing my dream! Ever thought of that?"

"No I hadn't and do you know why? Well don't think about it because I'm going to tell you though all you have to do is look around, Ellie?" Cecil reached a hand out in front of him and made small circling steps around him. "You being an Easter bunny and getting stuck in all this madness of mass fog and having no direction? That says me all over. You are the dream crasher!"

Lou Ellen narrowed her eyes and without moving her head, she casting her eyes left and then right. "I see your point."

They stared at each other for a moment, in the silent darkness. Neither of them sure of how to proceed from their situation and their unsureness etched in their faces and awkwardness in their stance but they continue to look at each other, hoping the other would have an answer.

"So….I'm not going to wake up." Cecil said after a moment. "You gotta wake up, and then run over to Hermes' cabin to wake me up."

"How am I to wake up?" Lou Ellen asked him as she walked around the light post, her hand reaching out to it, satisfied that it felt solid under her fingers.

Cecil only shrugged and watched as the fog swirled faster against the light. He moved closer to the light, a sudden fear creeping in his gut. "This is a bit spooky, you know."

"It's your dream," Lou Ellen whispered. She grabbed the light post with a tight hand as her eyes danced around the darkness trying to find the reason for the goose bumps kissing her flesh. She felt Cecil's hand brush against hers as he grasp the pole just above her own hand.

Cecil looked down her with a frown. He held up his arm under her nose and closed his eyes, "You know what you have to do?"

Lou Ellen eyes went cross as she looked down at the bare arm that was shoved under her nose. She lifted her eyes upward at Cecil's scrunched up face as he held his eyes tightly shut waiting. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah. Yeah." Cecil words were hurried as he nodded his head but kept his eyes tightly shut. "One of us needs to wake up so we can wake the other up. Just….do it quickly."

Lou Ellen looked back down at his arm. "If you are sure." She took a deep breath, opened her mouth wide and bit down into Cecil's flesh.

"OW! Ow! Ow!" Cecil screamed, his arm now held tight against his torso as he bounced in a circle. "And ow again! What in the gods names did you bite me for! That hurts!"

"To wake you up! Hello!" Lou Ellen stated astonished at the obvious that Cecil wasn't getting.

"I wanted you to pinch me not bite me!" Cecil stopped jumping around to examine his arm. Lou Ellen did a good job about it that was sure. She had left the indentation of her teeth on his flesh.

"Well you didn't exactly state that did you?" Lou Ellen told him. "You pretty much stuck your arm in my mouth!"

"Have you never heard of the saying 'Pinch me, I must be dreaming'?" Cecil asked rubbing at the red welts on his arms.

"Of course I have but this is your fault." Lou Ellen told him, crossing her arms in front of her in a sulk.

Cecil glared at her for a bit longer but it was getting them nowhere. He ran his fingers through his short auburn hair and looked around again. "I guess we are stuck here till someone wakes us up. It shouldn't be too long."

"Yeah. Your right." Lou Ellen agreed. She tossed her sulking expression away and took on a more hopeful one as they both stared into their gloomy isolation.

"Let's move forward though," Cecil started walking away from the post. "There is a reason why we are in this together and I get the feeling that we don't want to stay here too long."


Clovis woke up from his sleep by bolting straight up in a sitting position. It would have alarmed his brothers and sisters if they had been awake to witness his abrupt alertness. Clovis scrambled out of bed, tripping over the web of blankets and sprawling onto the floor. His eyes immediately felt heavy as sleep tried to claim him once more.

"Must…stay…awake…" Clovis told himself as he clawed at the floor, pulling his body closer and closer towards the door. Finally, with the cabin door near reach and considering it wasn't all that far from his bed, Clovis pulled himself off the floor and flung open the door.

Sunshine hit him like a light to a candle, "Ugh!" Clovis whimpered, shielding his eyes from the morning rays of brightness with one hand while swatting at it with the other. He stumbled away from his cabin and crashed into Jason and Piper who were making their way to breakfast. "Sorry. Didn't see you. Sun was blinding me."

Jason, having the strength to support Clovis, made sure the sleepy boy was steady before giving him back his own personal space. "You okay? You're up early."

"I am. Yes." Clovis shoved his hands through his bed head, causing his blonde hair to stick up in a mass of static strains. "I was sleeping and I dreamed of Lou Ellen and Cecil. They were stuck in this dream world but it isn't a normal one because in a normal one, while in sleep mode I can stop in and say hello and that whole nine yards of talented stuff. But in this case they were in…like a snow globe. I could see them but I couldn't reach out to them."

"It's just a dream, right?" Jason smiled nervously, his instincts telling him differently.

"Uh-uh," Clovis shook his head slowly. "This dream is off. I should have been able to do something. Make a noise. Appear. Have something else appear but nothing would happen. I could only watch them."

Piper touched Jason's arm to get his attention. Her face showing concern, "I'm going to look on Lou Ellen."

"Good idea. I'll check on Cecil," Jason gave Clovis a quick slap on the back before heading off to the Hermes cabin.

Clovis sluggishly ran after Jason. Naturally, Jason made it to the Hermes cabin before Clovis but when he did get there he was greeted with dread. Jason had run straight inside the Hermes cabin with a lot of shots about knocking from the residents within.

"Where is Cecil?" Jason asked the first child of Hermes he ran into, his electric blue eyes dancing around the cots that still held sleeping bodies. It was a bit after eight and a good many campers enjoyed sleeping past that hour.

A young boy, Mike quickly pointed to the cot where Cecil slept. Jason ran over to the cot just as Clovis made it to the door.

"Are we having an open house here?" Conner yelled in witnessing to the trespassers entering his domain. "How about knocking? Or better, setting an appointment!"

"Cecil!" Jason reached the sleeping boy and started to shake him, trying to rouse him from sleep.

"Hey buddy?" Clovis pulled Cecil to a sitting position. "Wakey, wakey."

Conner and Travis exchanged glances, raised their brows up and gave each other a shrug and tried as well to coax their brother to waken up.

"Maybe if we just throw ice cold water on him? Maybe that would wake him up?" Travis suggested.

"Or we could just toss ice cubes at him?" Conner added.

Jason and Clovis glanced at the brothers and back at each other shaking their heads in union. "He is in some kind of sleep coma," Clovis commented. "I can't get through to him or Lou Ellen."

"Lou Ellen and Cecil are in a sleep coma? Like," Travis looked over at Conner, who wore the same mischievous grin. "Together?"

"Dude," Conner smile grew wider. "There might be a reason our little brother doesn't want to wake up and we, being the supportive older brothers that we are, respect that."

"We need to get him to the infirmary." Jason told them in a no-nonsense tone. "Now!"

"Some people have no sense of privacy of indecent dreams," Travis shook his head in disappointment but grabbed end of the sheet Cecil slept on while Conner took the opposite end to lift their brother up in a gurney like fashion.