I Had A Nightmare... A Bad One

"...imentio...Dimentio...Dimentio!"

"Wha- what?" Dimentio awoke to someone shaking his arm. It was Nastasia. She looked upset. Dimentio glanced at his clock. 2:26 A.M., it read.

"Why are you waking me up so early?" He asked, rubbing his eyes.

"I-uh, well... I had a nightmare... a really bad one..." She began playing with her hands.

"And...? What? Do you want me to come and sit with you or something?" He tried to comfort her as much as he could, however he didn't really know how.

"No... Uh, actually... um, can I... sleep... with you?" She asked awkwardly.

"Uh... yeah, I guess..." Dimentio replied. He lifted up the coves next to him and Nastasia clambered in.

Dimentio covered Nastasia with the blanket and she put her arms around him, pulling him closer.

"My, you are scared, aren't you?" He smiled, putting his arms around her as well.

Nastasia just nodded.

"It was only a dream." He soothed, stroking her hair with one hand, the other around her waist.

"Wow, Mimi was right..." Nastasia thought to herself. "Dimentio is cuddly..." She recalled the other day when Mimi was talking about Dimentio being "soft and cuddly".

FLASHBACK

"Seriously, Nassy! Dimentio is cuddly!" Mimi told the fuchsia-haired secretary.

Nastasia rolled her eyes. "And how do you know that?"

Mimi giggled. "I made him hug me!"

"How?" Nastasia asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I threatened to follow him around all day, just 'cause I knew he didn't want me to come to a movie him and Mr. L were going to see."

"Um... 'K?"

END FLASHBACK

Nastasia handed Dimentio her glasses, and Dimentio put them on his nightstand. When he turned back, Nastasia had already fallen fast asleep. He pulled her into a tight hug.

"Goodnight, Nastasia..." He whispered, just before he too fell asleep.

"WHA!" Nastasia awoke with a jolt, sitting right up in bed. She had the nightmare again. She slowly laid back down. Remembering where she was, she laid on Dimentio instead of his pillow. Listening to the rhythmic beat of his heart, she quickly fell back asleep.

"Mmmm..." Nastasia mumbled as she slowly awoke the next morning. She looked at Dimentio's clock, which read 8:43.

"Uhh..." she groaned. "I-I gotta get up..." But she didn't want to get up. She felt so... good. Dimentio just had that feeling around him. He made you feel safe. He made you comfy. He made you feel warm. At least that's what he made Nastasia feel. Safe. Warm. Comfy. None the less, she tried to get up. But, something was holding her back. She looked down to her waist, and realized Dimentio's arms were around her. She turned, and saw that Dimentio was awake.

"Shhh... lay back down..." He whispered.

"But, I have to get up." She tried to push his hands away, but she was too tied to do so.

"You need more sleep." He began stroking her hair again, as if to coax her to stay with him.

"But..." A sudden feeling of drowsiness came over her. She wasn't sure if it was Dimentio hexing her, or if she was just that tired. "Maybe just for a few minutes..." She slowly laid back down, absentmindedly putting an arm around Dimentio. He put his arms around her as well, and pulled her closer.

"There you go..." He smiled at her, stroking her hair over and over again, until she fell asleep. He pulled the blanket back up, and then he himself, fell back asleep.