A/N from THE FUTURE: Hello, NiGHTS fans! Tayono here, speaking to you LIVE from 2012! I just wanted to let all of you know that while this story most certainly will not be updated any time soon, I've come back to clean it up the punctuation issues that fanfictionnet was having at the time it was written. Nothing else has been changed; I've simply made it more comprehensible for everyone who happens to stumble across it.

See you!

NiGHTS Visitor Tales

Sometimes,it is really hard to tolerate certian visitors.

How do I know? I spend 12 hours with them.

My name is NiGHTS. I live in the World Of Dreams. You know, the place where humans go when they sleep.

If you really want to know what I mean, you have to listen to some tales about -ahem- some very special Visitors that I will never, ever forget.

Tale one; Ryan the musical...

So here we are at my first tale.

I was bored but happy as I played my favorite melody on my invisible flute, floating above Owl, who was intently watching the gate. I was just thinking about getting on his nerves when the gate opened.

A black-haired boy, looking no more than the age of 10, stepped curiously into our world, simply dressed in a red T-shirt and jeans.

"Hoo! Welcome, Visitor!" Owl began in his usual tone, approaching the Visitor.

Then after the blabbing part, Owl looked up at me.

"NiGHTS, kindly come down here. There is a Visitor here I'd like you to meet."

I opened my eyes, looking at the Visitor and smiling warmly.

"Hello!" the boy said to me.

I flew down from where I was to get a better look at the Visitor.

"Hello!" I said warmly. "My name is NiGHTS! What's yours?" I asked.

"My name is Ryan!" he said.

"Well Ryan, Do you-" I began, but Ryan cut across me.

"I like to sing! Do you know what American Idol is?" he asked me brightly.

"Uh-"

"Hey! Where does that door lead to?"

"Well, Visitor, that- " Owl began,but Ryan already had sped through it.

"Hoo, we'd better follow him." Owl sighed,shaking his head. I nodded.

"You have any idea what he was talking about?" I asked, slowly floating towards the door.

"Not a clue." he replied simply, following me.

Once through the door, it wasn't hard to spot Ryan. He was being crowded by a group of curious nightopians trying to greet him in their language.

"Ryan! You musn't run off like that, my dear boy!" Owl scolded.

"Hello again!" Ryan said in his usual bright tone.

I flew over to him, hovering just above the ground.

"Ryan, I was going to ask if-" I tried to ask once again, but Ryan interrupted me with a horrible strained noise.

My hands flew to my ears. The noise was TERRIBLE! Owl sqwuaked and fell head first to the ground. The nightopians flew away, crying.

After what seemed like hours, Ryan stopped screeching like an injured hawk.

"That was "No air" by Jordan Sparks! She won American Idol!" Ryan explained.

I just stared at him.

Owl's feathers were ruffled."Err..hmm...that was..." he began.

"Interesting?" I finished.

Ryan looked absolutely delighted."That's gonna be my winning song when I go on American Idol!" He said cheerfully, skipping away.

I slowly turned to Owl, and whimpered. This was too much for me to handle.

Owl seemed to read my mind. "Not too long now..." he told me reassuringly, patting me on the back.

I looked over Owl's head. I gasped.

Ryan was skipping merrily towards Reala.

"Crap! REALA! RUN AWAY!" I screamed.

Too late.

Ryan started singing his head off... if you can call that singing!

"AGH!" Reala cried, covering his ears.

"Ryan! You can stop now!" I called, hurrying infront of Ryan and pushing him behind me.

"What the heck was that?" Reala moaned, still clutching his ears.

Owl flapped after me."Err, that was...Ryan's singing..." Owl muttered.

Reala was baffled."That was te-" he began, but I gave him a warning look.

"Uh, Ryan, let's-" I started, turning around.

But Ryan wasn't there.

"OH MY GOD!" I yelled, spotting Ryan skipping down a path.

"Stop that boy!" Owl exclaimed,flapping rapidly.

Which became a wild goose chase.

I can still hear that boy screech.

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