"No funny business tonight," mumbled Eddy, climbing into his bed. "I'm gonna make myself a star, the most popular person in the world... Chicks swarming around me... Anything I want to eat, do... Yeah."

He drifted off to sleep, feeling confident that nothing else was going to happen.

He went through the usual stages of sleep, having dreams that he forgot as soon as they ended. He didn't become lucid in any of them, or, if he did, he didn't remember it.

Eventually, he landed in the junkyard, in the old van he and his friends hanged out at sometimes. They hadn't been there for a while. Double D and Ed were there as well- unsurprising. Lots of people were banging on the walls of the van, demanding to be let in.

Eddy wasn't really sure what they had done to piss everyone off, he just knew the people outside were going to kill them asmsoon as they got their hands on them. The feeling of fear in his gut was overwhelming and he felt sick.

"WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO?" sobbed Ed, grabbing his friends and stuffing them into his pockets.

"Fuck, this can't be happening! It's gotta be a dream!" Eddy said, not actually believing it. He decided to check anyway, by counting his fingers. One two three four. Again. One two three four five.

"Oh. I am dreaming." Relief flooded through him. The banging outside stopped almost immediately. His friends relaxed too, and Ed pulled them out of his pockets.

"Now that I'm dreaming, wasn't there something I wanted to do?" Eddy mused. "Like... Be popular or something?" He was getting tired of trying to remember, his limited attention span while dreaming almost at it's max. "Either of you guys know?"

Both shook their heads.

"Um-um-," said Eddy, struggling to remember, "Kiss Double D?"

Eddy remembered how nice kissing Double D felt. He did not remember how much he wanted to AVOID doing that.

"Yeah! That must've been what I wanted to do!"

Eddy pounced on top of Double D, knocking him over. Very unceremoniously, he shoved his tongue into his mouth.

Eddy wasn't exactly the best kisser. He had only kissed someone once before, and that was when Kevin had forced him to kiss Double D that one time. The kiss was perfect anyway, because it was a dream kiss.

Double D pushed him away and tried saying something, but before he could, the world around them slowly faded to black, then to Eddy's bedroom.

"Fuuuuuuuck..." groaned Eddy groggily, realizing what he had just dreamt. "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?" He threw his pillow across the room.

Maybe I'm just horny and Double D is the closest thing I have to a girl around me. Yeah, that must be it. Next time, I'll go find Nazz . I won't even notice stupid Sockhead with Nazz in the room.

I remember getting so upset when I forgot the plans I had made in the waking world and went to go fuck girls instead haha

I feel like this story is moving a bit too fast, but whatever, I guess. It's just practice after all. sorry if it's bothering you too!