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Eridan slept pretty normally that night. When he slept, he dreamed.

There she was. Kaylee, that girl. She was sitting in a field of flowers. She already had a crown of them in her hair. She was wearing a white dress with purple designs on it, clearly for indigo-bloods. She sniffed her picked flower and then handed it to your direction. The problem was you weren't actually there. It was like a movie. It was happening, but you weren't there to be with the people. You stare at her face until you woke up.

Eridan woke up with his heart beating fast. But having a dream that you're not in is kinda scary. Feferi was already up, just sitting down, spinning her finger around. She had nothing better to do with her life. As the lowest blood possible now, they didn't give fuchsia bloods that many options.
Feferi saw that Eridan woke up. More noticeably, she saw that he had woken up breathing heavly.

"Eridan! Are you ok?" Feferi asked.

Eridan tried to shake out his current headache. "Yea, Fef, I'm fine."

Eridan got up to pour himself a glass of water. Feferi stared at him while he drank.

"Did you have a dream?" She asked.

"Why would that matter?" Eridan asked.

Taking that as a 'yes', Feferi asked very excited "Did you have a dream about someone you like?"

Eridan almost spit out his water. How did Fef always know the correct things?

"If you tell anyone I will-" Not wanting to say anything too harsh, Eridan simply said "be very mad at you."

Feferi smiled even bigger. "I'll try not to~" she said in a singy-song voice as she skipped around the table.

Eridan just blushed, hung his head and laughed at Fef's silliness.

"So, what blood is she?" Feferi asked. She rested her head in her hands. She was very interested in this.

That was when Eridan realized. He didn't know what blood color she was. Her hood covered any determination. "I-I-I don't know." He said. "She was wearing a hood so it was hard to tell."

"Maybe she's one of us." Feferi said quietly.

Eridan thought about that. She didn't show her color or sign; she was running from guards; and she didn't want to get caught. That sounded like a lowblood alright. In his dream, she was wearing a dress with clear symbols of lowbloosism "If I see her today I'll ask her."

With that, Eridan left.