A/N: Hi! A few things. This is my first story so, please, bear with me. Second, if you're feel as if you need to be sassy or rude in the review section, go ahead! Just keep the language clean. Third, in this story, Jess and Amanda live with Wanda, so if you don't like that, deal with it. Lastly, this takes place between 6 and 7. So, that's about it... Enjoy!

Jess woke up with a startle. The word from her dream kept repeating in her head. She scrambled to get her journal before she lost it.

Jess opened her drawer, grabbed her journal and ran back to her bed, tripping on her pile of clothes, causing her to land on the floor. She opened up to an empty page and scribbled down a word: Fursula.

She had no clue what Fursula is, nor what it means. Jess debated waking Amanda, but decided to let her sleep because it would be better, considering she has a 102° fever.

Right as Jess was about to fall asleep, she heard a toilet flush, Amanda. She jumped out of her bed and dragged the half-asleep girl into her room. She slowly closed the door, put a blanket against the bottom of it to drown out light and flipped the light switch. "Amanda, I had a dream. One of my type of dreams."

Amanda nodded groggily, "Okay, good for you. Now, let me sleep so I can dream." She started to lay down on Jess's bed.

"No!" Jess shook Amanda, waking her up even more. "What?" she moaned. "I had a dream." Those words got Amanda's attention. "Let me see," Jess looked down, as if she was embarrassed, "That's the thing," she pulled out he journal and opened up to a page, "That word, it was the only thing that, if you would even consider it, happening."

"Fursula," Amanda whispered, "Well, it has to do with Ursula, I think. We can make out that, but can we hold this off 'til the morning? I can't be awake any longer or I'll pass out." Her voice was drowsy, Amanda's current state was the winning factor in Jess's decision. "You're right. We should talk about this in the morning. Good Night."

"Fursula, interesting," Philby was focused on Jess's journal. Charlene took in a spoonful of vanilla ice cream and with a mouthful, asked, "What does it mean?"

"It has to mean something, or Jess wouldn't have dreamed about it." Finn wolfed down his chocolate ice cream.

There was a long silence between the keepers, minus Maybeck, who was probably asleep.

"We already know that Ursula is involved," Jess said

Amanda, who nobody thought was paying attention, due to her current state, mumbled, "The OTs, they can't be back."

Finn put an arm around her for comfort, "It's okay, for all we know, this could be nothing." He sounded more as if he was trying to convince himself instead of Amanda, and he kissed her on her forehead.

"Sleeping Beauty's here," Philby nodded his head to Maybeck, who was walking through the door.

"Good afternoon," Willa said.

"Good morning." Maybeck sounded half-asleep.

Jess picked up her IPhone and showed it to Maybeck, "Willa is right, it's 1:43, the afternoon."

Maybeck groaned and rolled his eyes, "I'm gonna get ice cream."

"Are you sure that nothing else happened in your dream?" Willa was looking over Philby's shoulder.

"Yeah I'm sure-" Jess glanced at Philby who's face had went pale, "Are you okay, Philby?"

He looked up, and in a voice too energetic for the current situation, said, "Yeah, of course! Why wouldn't I be?"

"Okay," Amanda looked over to Finn and asked in a meek voice, "Do you have any ideas?"

"No."

Amanda mumbled, "Great-" her phone buzzed, "One second," She checked her phone, the text was from Philby. The message read:

Get finn out of here. ASAP.

Amanda's face went pale and she looked up and met her eye's with Philby's panicked ones. Think fast Amanda, come on. Finn looked over to her, "Amanda, are you okay?" That's it!

"Uh, no, I-I think I should leave," Amanda exhaled, "Can you come with me?" She gave a sad look to Finn and whispered, "Please?"

"Of course," he grabbed her hand and walked out of the parlor, a bit confused.

"What's with Whitman and Amanda?" Maybeck approached the table, holding a double scoop of vanilla with peaches and almond crunch.

"Amanda wasn't feeling well," Philby said, a little too quickly. Willa looked at him, "What's up with you? You seem tense," Willa paused and gasped, "You know what it means!"

"Yes, I think I've figured it out."

"Spit it out!" Jess yelled.

"Fursula, it's Frnn ernd Ernslera."

"What?" Charlene asked.

"Fursula is Drnn and Urduler."

"JUST SAY IT!" Maybeck yelled, winning the attention of the whole parlor. He slumped back into the booth. "Speak up, man."

"Fursula is Finn and Ursula."

UPDATE: 10/2-WHATEVER: A/N: i'm too lazy to keep editing/updating the chapters. So, as a warning, these next few chapters are going to suck. It probably gets better, so, yeah.