Dreams of Night

Sandy

Sandy sits on his golden dream sand cloud, sighing as he watches his sand swirl over sleeping heads, revealing sweet dreams. Since no one was ever awake to talk and Jack hadn't come to tag along, Sandy found himself lost in his thoughts. Thinking on the past few centuries, loneliness swelled within him. Remembering how the other Guardians had tried again and again to match him up with different spirits just made him more depressed. He had watched as North and Tooth's love blossomed and then Bunny and Jack became mates…he had begun to feel like a third (or fifth) wheel, left out as the pairs cuddled at every meeting and party, going out on double dates together.

But none of the people they had tried, no one at all really, (except Tooth at one point but obviously that wasn't going to happen) had caught his interest.

Sighing again Sandy mentally resigned himself to a life alone, and, looking back at his dream-sand lines, he began drawing them back into the sand cloud to move onto the next region.

BANG!

Whipping around towards the direction of the explosion, Sandy saw a huge plume of dirt and debris coming from the middle of the nearby forest. Curious he flew his cloud through the trees, coming up on the edge of a huge crater in the middle of a clearing. Tentatively, a horror flick Jack had made him watch coming to mind, he poked his head over the edge, a question mark floating over his gold, spiky hair. It immediately changed into an exclamation point, his face morphing into one of alarm as he peered down into it.

Laying at the bottom of the crater was a person!

Speeding down the bowl Sandy saw that the body was on its side, laying on one of its arms, shocked beyond belief he realized the person appeared completely unharmed and that that person was a young woman.

A beautiful woman, Sandy thought, looking closer at her. Creamy pale skin had soft undertones of pink, a curvy hourglass loosely clothed in a thin, silky black nighty, its sides only lace, with the creamy skin showing underneath, the dress coming to just mid-thigh. Thick, wildly curly deep crimson hair tumbled down to the small of her back, falling over her and hiding her face.

Turning her gently onto her back, Sandy's cheeks burned a bright orange as he realized that the nightie was the only thing she had on, her large, supple breasts covered by the scant, mostly lace material the made the two sides of the deep V of the nightie.

Tearing his eyes away from her chest, he looked up at a rounded face, his breath hitching as his eyes roamed over full, pouty, red lips, soft pink cheeks that hinted at a permanent post-sex glow, with long full lashes fanned against them.

Sandy gently brushed a few curls back out of the lovely face, when the mysterious woman slowly opened big, dark blue eyes that had flecks of silver in them.

Like stars he thought

Then a soft, melodious voice said, "Where am I?"

Sandy helped the girl sit up, backing away once she was stable, trying not to acknowledge the fact that the skinny strap of the nightie had fallen down off her shoulder.

"You are in a forest in Russia, you fell from the sky" Sandy told her.

He sighed as she looked up at him, confused. He made motions with his hands to indicate that he doesn't speak (he really can, but he won't think about that right now). He again told her where she was, his name, and asked for hers.

"Oh, hello Sandy" she said, he found he really liked the way her lips moved when she talked, shaking her hand when she offered it. "My name is Rose, Lunar Rose".

Rose

Ahhhhhhh she felt awful. That fall really hurt, and the ground here was hard. Wait where is here? She opened her eyes and looked around. She appeared to be at the bottom of a crater. Great, I'm on earth she thought, her eyes widening slightly as they landed on a small golden man.

"Where am I?" she asked him as he helped her up, his hand warm.

She was confused when he didn't answer, just images made of….sand?...appearing over his head. Nodding as he explained that he was mute and she was in Russia, she told him her name as they shook hands.

"I'm Rose. Lunar Rose"

She groaned as she stood, stretching back with her arms over her head, pausing when she felt eyes on her. Blushing,she realized she was still in her nightgown and immediately putting her arms back down.

"I'm sorry, I forgot I was in my nightgown…" she said softly, looking at him with embarrassment all over her face.

His sand figure things started appearing over his head again, indicating that it was alright and asking her what happened. She thought for a minute, the last thing she remembered was that she was in bed, about to get up when she felt a hard tug on her body, and she was dragged off her cloud island and pulled down to Earth.

"I don't really know" she told him honestly, she felt funny, lightheaded "I really just need to…lie…." She didn't finish before she passed out again.

Sandy

Sandy (silently) cried out in alarm and caught her, instantly making himself grow into a 6'4", ripped man to carry her. He shifted her so he was carrying her bridal style, stepping onto a dream cloud that sped them away to his home, missing the bitter words that hissed through the clearing..

"Damn that golden man, she WILL be mine"

(Time skip)

Sandy laid Rose down in his bed, pulling the cover over her before leaving the room, going to his study to meditate so he could send out the dreams from his home. He hated doing it, it completely drained him, but he wanted to stay and care for this girl, and was curious as to who she was. So he stayed, settling down Indian style on the floor of his study, closing his eyes to concentrate.

Rose

Rose sighed happily, snuggling into her covers and pillows, wanting to go back to sleep but knowing she had a job to do. Sighing she opened her eyes and gasped. This wasn't her home! Where is she?! Looking around and at the bed she was almost blinded by all the yellow and gold. Wha…? She thought, looking closer. She saw that her cover was pulsing and moving slightly, that everything was. Is this sand? Yes it is! Curious she touched the cover and it was a cover. Her hand didn't go through it. How cool! She got up and looked out the one window. Everything is sand! The island (she could see the ocean shore, the island is small) was made completely of this stuff, the trees, beach, everything.

"Wow…" she breathes, hearing the (sand!) door open, she looks out the window for a minute more before turning and seeing the Sandman.