I need to come up with better ways of starting off these salutations, sigh. Review Qs located at the end.


The Sphere of Varrock

Chapter Nine: Boy Meets Girl

Solo, alongside his pals, shoved their way through the bustling crowd of the Varrock markets searching for the Silver Moon bar. The bar was rumored to have the best beer in the Kingdom and the tastiest meat pies.

I can't believe we're actually following this tip. Solo thought. Dream had heard from one of his old friends that the Silver Moon was being run by new management. The only thing Dream was interested in was the fact that the new owner was a blonde girl who he believed was Emily.

"There it is!" Dream exclaimed excitedly. His finger pointed to a brown square building with a huge silver moon perched on the front of it in front of them.

Emma, sighing, turned to Dream. "Are you really going to do this? This will probably end in disappointment and frustration, you know."

He laughed in return. "I've put a quietus to that kind of thinking, Emma. I felt a connection between us. She won't let me down…I think."

Solo placed a steady hand on his friend's shoulder. "Whatever you do, I'll support it."

Emma shook her head sadly, then addressed Solo. "Solo, let's leave him alone for this. We should go check in at the hotel."

Solo nodded, gave his friend one last pat, then left with Emma.

Dream entered the establishment with hesitance dogging his every step. It was a typical bar format. The rear of the bar held the private booths, the middle sported the dance floor where several couples were moving to the band's music, to the right were the tables and the left was where the long bar table was located.

He stepped up to the counter and waited for the bartender to serve him. What if Emily rejected him? No, he couldn't think like that, it'll only make him nervous.

What was taking that bartender so long? "Uh, ma'am? I need some service." Unprepared for what occurred next, Dream's mouth opened in a silent gasp. Standing before him in lustrous brilliance was the girl he had searched hours for-Emily.

Her eyes showed recognition. Her hands immediately rose to her radiant light blonde hair, checking to make sure it was all in order. Her lips parted in a small smile. "Dream? Is that you?"

Stammering Dream answered, "Yeah. Uh, yeah it's me."

She leaned over and gave him a long hug, making Dream red in embarrassment. Emily looked him over appreciatively. She obviously liked what she saw.

Gushing she said, "Wow, Dream, you look good! You've got a bit more muscle on you. I haven't seen you since Falador, how's it been?"

Blushing, Dream replied, "Well, I've joined the White Knights."

"The White Knights? That's amazing, Dream!" she squealed. "I'm so proud of you!"

Continuing she asked, "So what brings you to Varrock?" She idly began cleaning a dirty mug beside her.

He didn't answer, too distrait in watching her every move. Emily was so bewitching, she made Dream want to vow to follow her instructions for all eternity. He was just content to gaze at her now. Since Falador, Emily had added a blue streak in her hair and it made her all the more mesmeric.

Emily broke his concentration by placing a soft hand on his forehead. Dream took in an intake of breath.

"Are you okay there?" she asked amused. There was a touch of red in her cheeks. Was she blushing? Did she know Dream had been staring at her?

Dream shrugged awkwardly. "I'm fine, I was just a bit…distracted is all."

Smiling, Emily poured beer into a mug and slid it to Dream. "Dream, I get off for lunch in ten minutes, do you want to join me?"

Wide eyed, he nodded numbly. Had Emily just asked him out on…a date? Emily winked at him slyly. She touched his shoulder in an affectionate way and smiled. "I'll be in the back if you need me, Dream."

While she exited through the door behind the counter, Dream nearly suffocated in his nervousness.

Meanwhile in another part of Varrock, Solo and Emma were checking into the Varrock Hotel. Solo pulled the key from his bulky winter coat pocket, inserted it into the lock, and pushed the wooden door open.

The room was a bright blue and the windows had same color drapes. Thanks to Emma's mysterious amount of gold, they'd gotten the master suite-three beds, two bathrooms.

He threw his bag of provisions onto the closest bed and sank into it with a sigh. Solo noticed Emma do the same with the bed across from him, evoking a smile from him.

"I could live in this bed forever, it's super soft!" Emma sighed happily.

Solo's eyes eventually drifted to the still form of Emma. He watched intently as her body rose up and down with the gentle rhythm of slumber. Emma's golden locks had fallen across her face, only showing her full, rosy red lips and her knees were bent towards her stomach.

Rising, he strode tentatively to her bed and gazed down at her. She looks so much like an angel slumbering. Maybe I could get away with just a kiss?

Solo resolved to kiss her. He leaned over carefully and poised his face just above hers. Solo could feel her warm breath on his face. He inhaled and smiled. She smells like peaches.

His lips were now only inches from Emma's. Slowly, he made the long descent, but stopped short. No, this was wrong. He couldn't just steal a kiss from Emma, it was perverted and deceitful!

Suddenly, Solo pitched backwards in pain. He grinded in teeth in agony, toppling to the ground with a thump. What the heck is going on? he thought frantically. The edges of his vision were going black and he could feel himself slipping farther and farther away from reality.

"Emma!" he whispered loudly in one last attempt to keep conscious.

As Solo slipped into unconsciousness, Dream was on a date with Emily. When she got off for lunch, they went to a cozy little eatery called Bill's Pizza.

Dream coughed nervously as he noticed that Emily was unabashedly staring at him, smiling. He grabbed another slice of pepperoni pizza and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing loudly.

Emily reached out and took his hand. Dream nearly passed out from the feel of her soft skin. "Don't be so nervous, Dream, I like you."

"Y-you do?" he asked incredulously. "I like you, too."

Smiling she leaned in close, breathing very slowly. "I've known that for a long time now. Ever since you came to Falador, actually."

Shocked, he asked, "Then how come you never talked to me?"

"You never came to talk to me," she replied innocently. "How was I supposed to get you to be confident in yourself if I didn't let you come to me?"

He gulped loudly as Emily leaned further over the table and grabbed his head. "Now kiss me."

Dream cautiously let his lips press against Emily's. She kissed him hotly and he returned it with as much energy. Soon, their lips were moving passionately over each other. They broke the kiss to regain their breath.

"I didn't know you were such a good kisser, Dream." Emily smiled sweetly.

Laughing, Dream said, "Neither did I!"

Darkness was all he could see. What's going on? Where am I? I remember standing over Emma and then immense pain, like a fire was under my skin, and then nothing.

"Open your eyes, Solo Pehkayer." came a voice filled with concern.

Solo forced himself to open his eyes. In front of him was the by now familiar form of Maniac.

"Maniac?" Solo asked in confusion. "You've never made me pass out just so you could talk to me."

Mainiac shook his head. "No, I didn't do this; she did."

"Who's she?" Solo asked.

"That would be me, sweetie," a mysterious voice announced.


Review Q: What do you think of Dream's new girlfriend Emily? Do they belong together?

Credits: Mainiac belongs to Mainiac97.

Until next we meet, adieu!