A/N: the prompt for this was written by noeybodys on tumblr and was written as follows: "maybe one day Zen finds MC in his dream, buried under hourglasses and not like her usual self at all."

(DISCLAIMER: I own nothing. I'm just a lame nerd that likes writing fanfictions and playing on my phone.)


Zen jolted awake, cold sweat making his shirt stick to his skin.

A mountain of hourglasses.

He breathed in.

It was an ocean, dragging innocents underneath.

He breathed out.

And underneath…

He breathed in.

Was a small feminine figure. Her face was overwhelmed with shock.

Breathed out.

Her hand outstretched past the waves of hourglasses, trying to coax oxygen closer.

Grabbed his phone from the bedside table.

The brunette was pulled deeper and deeper under the glass waves.

Swiped his finger in an elaborate pattern to unlock it.

Her last words still rang through his ears.

He tapped the Messenger App.

"Don't make me choose!" She begged to no one in particular as she was finally forced to succumb to the crystal ocean.

Logged on.


DAY 3

4:18 AM

'Just wondering…'

[MC has entered the chatroom.]

MC: Anyone here?

[ZEN has entered the chatroom.]

ZEN: MC!

(ZEN's winking face emoticon)

MC: Yay, Zen!

ZEN: I was actually hoping to talk to you…

[707 has entered the chatroom.]

(707's shrugging face emoticon)

707: lolol oooh Zen's being all serious

ZEN: Actually, I'd sort of prefer it if you weren't here

ZEN: It's sort of personal.

(707's heart-eyes emoticon)

MC: Personal? What do you mean?

707: ya Zen, what's so personal? Lol

ZEN: Ok. MC, this may sound weird

ZEN: but have you ever like…

MC: ?

ZEN: …Nevermind. It's stupid.

MC: What?! No! I want to know.

707: i'm shaking in anticipation

ZEN: Fine

ZEN: Have you ever felt like

ZEN: you were drowning in…

ZEN: hourglasses?

707: lol zen has officially gone crazy

MC: …I have to go.

[MC left the chatroom.]

ZEN: WAIT NO

707: dude wtf were u talking about lolol

ZEN: I just had this dream

ZEN: and I'm PRETTY SURE MC was in it

707: how would u know she was in it

707: you don't even know what she looks like?

ZEN: I know it was her

ZEN: She was brunette, short, and wearing a sweater

ZEN: or a dress

ZEN: a mix between the two?

ZEN: You've seen pictures of her! Am I at least close?

707: .

707: ..

707: …

707: ….

707: …..

ZEN: dude

ZEN: stop

707: lololololol

707: I gotta go.

707: POOR 707!

707: A SLAVE OF WORK!

ZEN: You can't leave too. You didn't even tell me if I was right or not haha

707: TOO LATE! LOOKS LIKE 707 IS BLASTING OFF AGAINNNNNNNNNNNNNN

ZEN: I'm seriously worried about this, Luciel. Just stay an extra second and talk about it with me

707: lol nope

ZEN: I'm starting to doubt you actually even have work to do

[707 has left the chatroom.]

ZEN: He's gone.

ZEN: MC

ZEN: if you see this in the morning,

ZEN: even if my dream wasn't true,

ZEN: Just…be careful.

[ZEN has left the chatroom.]


MC stared at her phone, blankly.

She sighed, and shook her head.

"It's just a game, MC. It's just a game."

Just a game.


A/N: and that finishes it up for chapter one of this fanfic! please, please, please, give me a review if you liked it or one if you didn't! thank you very much for reading this far! it makes me happy that someone actually read this whole thing (or skipped until the end- -i'm fine with it either way)! have a wonderful day!