Sabrina: Dreams
Title: Dreams
Chapter 1: Dream Walking
Author: Moxie
Disclaimer: None of the characters in this story are mine. They belong to their creators who I am to lazy to actual go ahead and look up just so I can make a disclaimer of something no one at the WB would probably read anyway.
Summary: The summary would give it away. Not my best story, but for the most part it follows Sabrina around, opposed to the usual Roxie…sort of.
Category: Sabrina the Teenage Witch- PG-13
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She watched her roommate sit with a coffee mug in her hand, all its contents filled to the brim, a towel draped over her head. "You know Roxie, this is the fourth time in a row you've woken up screaming and personally, I can't take much more of this." She grunted and her nose poked out from under the linen, breathing in the scent of the coffee substitute of a caramel cappuccino. When that was her only response, the blond went on. "Hey Rosemary! What are you dreaming about?" She watched the girl throw her head back, allowing the towel to rest on her shoulders.
Roxie slowly lifted her eyes to the girl standing by her as she propped herself against the counter. "Peewee Herman." She dropped her head again and was covered by the white veil of the towel. Her roommate nodded in understanding and left the girl to sulk in her coffee.
She plopped herself down on the couch and groaned. "I can't take much more of this Salem. I even tried to suffocate her with a pillow last night. She just fell asleep again." She looked over at the black witch's familiar and when all he gave her was the sight of him smooching with a blonde Barbie, she yelled. "Salem!" Salem jumped violently before looking over at her. "Huh?"
"Roxie. Won't sleep." She pointed her index towards him as a threat and the doll had simply disappeared. "You help."
"Backing away from sentence fragments…why don't you try the dream walking spell?" Her interest peaked. "Dream walking spell, huh?"
"Yep."
"What use would that have?"
"Well, you could find out what's bothering her and you can help stop it."
"And nothing will happen if I use it on a mortal?" The witch's familiar looked up. "Nope, can't think of a thing." She jumped to her feet. "Thanks Salem."
"Sabrina?"
"Yes, Salem?" She looked over at him, a little annoyed that he interrupted her moment of revelation.
"Can I have my Claudia Schiffer doll back now?" She rolled her eyes and pointed her index at him before she bolted out the door. He stopped his whining, grinned to himself at his found riches and snuggled next to the sick piece of plastic.
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"Goodnight Roxie," she said with that optimistic "I'm-Sabrina" tone and clicked off the light, waiting for her roommate to drift off. A few moments passed and she grew aware of the almost inaudible breathing of Roxie in the silence. It was a little while later when the muffled mumbles of her roommate came into earshot. She took that as he cue and said the one line speech. "Four nights this week I've heard Roxie's screams, now let me take a journey through her dreams." She pointed up towards herself and felt the strange sensation of the transformation the spells had on the receiving end.
She looked around her and down the long corridor where she spotted the scene with the girl that slept on the other side of her room.
Darkness surrounded her and the silver of her surroundings lit the vacancy of the space. Roxie's bare feet tapped on the transparent glass below her and her hands ran along the smooth surfaces, her arms outstretched at her sides. She heard the phantasmal music echoing through the long corridor of mirrors and glass. She turned her hand so that her thumbs met her index fingers, resting itself against her palms, the back of her hands against the pane of the mirrors. She sensed the familiar feel of his presence near her and welcomed his arms around her waist. A hand moved behind her, roaming up her back and clearing her long hair from her shoulder, making way for his lips. Her skin tingled as his lips danced on her neck, softly caressing it. He removed them only for an instant before the skin and the folds of flesh came in contact again leading a trail of a sensation she loved. He kissed along to her mouth and she slowly turned to face him, giving him access to her own crimson lips. Her hands roamed in the silk of his dark hair and his slowly, like before, down her sides. Her head swam and for the length of their kiss she had been floating. Their lips gradually came to a halt, but their eyes remained closed, their lips touching only slightly. His right hand, her left, had removed themselves from their position and entangled themselves in each other, signaling a soft peck from the lips. She drew away and smiled at the man before her. His gentle whisper sounded softly like a humming. "I love you." The deep brown of his eyes captivated her and she became lost in him, returning without falter, "I love you too, Miles." Miles…Miles…Miles.
Sabrina gasped hard at the sudden push out of the girl's dreams and swallowed, taking a moment to remember what had happened. Roxie was dreaming about Miles. Roxie was dreaming about Miles? No wonder she woke up screaming. Sabrina smiled to herself. Roxie and Miles…eh. She looked over at her roommate and saw that her body hadn't sprang up in loveless sweat from the sheets beneath her.
"Roxie?" She furred her brows. "Roxie?"
"Rox?" The panicked girl swallowed hard when she got no answer and pulled the sheets from herself, walking over to her roommate. "Roxie?" She hovered over her and poked and prodded at the immobile body. Her eyes widened and she shook her. "Roxie? Roxie get up!" The shallow breathing was still evident, but the girl remained unmoved.
"Nothing you can think of huh?"
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It was short. It was a lacking…in everything. Anyway, it's being continued. About that Claudia Schiffer thing… I was watching Unhappily Ever After reruns and I guess Mr. Floppy was getting to me.
