Yo my blackholes! A new week, a new Tuesday, a new chapter! Now go, eat up!

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This wasn't rally suggested by anyone, but several people have asked about the toothbox, sooo….

To my reviewers:

Sofie Rose: Hopefully this is interesting too.

HikariCruz: how could I forget you? How could I… forget ANY of you? *gasps in horror*

Hawkfeather: yeah, that's definitely not what Bunny should be waking up to… :)

Serami Nefera: oh yeah, guess i didnt explain that...

Jack didn't understand why he never dreamed anymore. He could chalk it up to the Fearlings, but Obsidian told Jack that none of them had interrupted his dreams. He could point fingers at Sandy, but Jack knew for a fact that the Sandman came and doused him in dreamsand after the nightmares started. He'd also feel horrible at blaming his friend.

Jack settled on his returning memories. Every night, his nightmares almost exclusively revolved around his mother's death. The exception was the few nightmares he had from back when he was a fearling.

So, since it was the memories that interrupted his sleep, Jack went to Tooth for answers.

Immediately after Jack landed at the Tooth Palace, he tripped over his feet.

"Ugh," he groaned. "Need to practice those landings again…"

Jack staggered back a step as a small ball of feathery joy canoned into his neck and landed on his shoulder.

"Oh, hello BT. Do you know where Tooth is?"

Baby Tooth squeaked and nodded, then took off from Jack's shoulder. Jack was quick to follow.

"Oh! Hello Jack." Tooth greeted, not looking up from her work. "What can I- Chicago, United States! Sector 17!- do for you?"

"I had a question…" Jack said, gliding up to be level with the fairy. "About my memories."

Tooth paused and looked at Jack, a little apprehensive. "Your memories?"

"Yeah," Jack rubbed his forehead. "They're really strange, and really repetitive…"

"What about them is 'strange' and 'repetitive'?"

"Well," Jack started. "They are one, memories that should have been - ...wiped. From before. And two, they are… all bad? I mean… yeah, they aren't good… but maybe it's the best I have? And the same memories keep appearing."

"Well," Tooth said slowly. "Usually, after a memory wipe, the most important memories come first. Are these memories important?"

"I-I think so." Jack stammered. Blood all the way up the walls, his mother dead on the floor, a monster made of shadows-

"Yes." he said firmly. "Yes, they are."

"Okay, are they… distressing?"

"Most definitely."

"That settles it!" Tooth said, false cheerfully.

Jack looked at her curiously. "Settles what?"

"Something is bugging you." Tooth said, flitting quickly away. Jack quickly soared after her.

"Bugging me?"

"There's something in the memory that is messed up, and you can't figure out what. It could be something as simple as the color of the ground, or it could be something someone said or did."

"I have no idea what it could be," Jack huffed, stopping mid-air. His ears flipped in his face again, and Jack brushed them away, annoyed.

"That's the point." Tooth muttered. She approached one of the tooth pillars, fingers shifting through the boxes, an intricate dance of a search.

"What are you doing?"

"I was wondering," Tooth said off-handedly. "Whose toothbox you had during the whole Pitch fiasco in 2012."

"Oh? Oh, that kid. My- I mean, his name was Jackson Overland…"

Tooth whipped around. "WHAT?"

Who was Jackson? Why is Tooth freaking out?

...See you next week!

Appreciate you all -BP