The dream bubbles were always so quiet. There was no noise. It messed around with your head without any sounds. You couldn't hear yourself breathe for some odd reason either. Your chest would go up and down but you couldn't really feel your nostrils flare up when you inhaled or exhaled. You could perhaps talk to yourself, but that wouldn't be any fun.

And Tavros was sick and tired of these bubbles. He was confused with himself and just about everything. Why he was, Vriska. ..Gamzee. . .he even thought about his lusus, Tinkerbull. But thinking didn't help his situation one bit.

One day (well it never really was day inside the dream bubbles, nor was it night), Tavros was simply floating around his dream bubble, thinking about nostalgic memories and such, until a sound caught his ear. "Oh, hello!" A voice? It wasn't his own. His ears perked up somehow, being surprised. He had not heard noise in such a long time and a voice, well, he almost broke down into tears.

Until he realize who the voice belonged too. The owner of said voice was a petite seadweller, with matching blank eyes and a hole through her stomach, magenta blood covering her clothing. "Uh, um. ..oh, Heiress?"

He had never really spoken with her before, but he had heard tales of her. The magenta blood giggled, "You don't have to call me that! I'm Feferi Peixes, what's your name?"She seemed so nice, almost too nice to be a sea troll. She extended one hand in a hand shake and he returned said gesture, "Tavros Nitram. . ."

She sat along side him, and for the rest of the time, they talked about happy memories and the other trolls. "Haha! Gamzee seems like a lot of fun, Tav!"Feferi laughed along as Tavros explained Gamzee's weird tendencies, "Was he your moirail?"She asked and a frown came upon his face. "Not really. He alread had one. But I guess I felt a little more than just pale. .."He put his head into his hands as Feferi tilted her head.

"Awww."Tavros couldn't help but almost smile at Feferi's harmless teasing. "Did you ever tell him?"She inquired as he shook his head. "I was always nervous to tell him. . .what about you?"

Feferi played with her blood splattered skirt. "I really flushed for someone, but I think he saw someone else when he looked at me. . .My moirail killed me. And I somehow think it's all my fault."She brought her knees to her chest and sighed. "If I handled the situation differently, maybe I wouldn't be dead right now." Tavros had to agree with that.

"It's okay, Feferi. . .I mean, at least we aren't alone right now. .."He edged closer to her, as she smiled a sharky grin and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Yeah, I'm actually kinda happy for that!"

He nervously wrapped his arms around her waist and closed his eyes. Perhaps she would go back to her dream bubble soon, but for now, he had her at least.