A/N: After my long period of being banned from the internet, I have returned with the final chapter!! ^^
Chapter 4: Sandy's Lullaby
"So all of this is over a dream?" Sandy asked.
"Yeah. I know it sounds stupid, but," Stan stopped to take a deep sniff. "I've been having it over and over again and, so I thought it might mean something..."
"Um... Well, I don't think it, like, means anything, Stan." Sandy said.
"I know it's just a dream. But you don't understand, Sandy, whenever it happens, I don't expect a thing, and then the next thing I know, Dexter or Howdy or Maxwell or Boss are smacking the juice outta me!!" Stan shrieked.
"Stan! Like, calm down, bro!" Sandy said.
"I'm sorry, sis, but it's just that whenever I go to the clubhouse, it starts out the same way as the dream, so I just... get so scared... What does it all mean?" Stan sighed mournfully, laid down, and sobbed. Sandy sat next to him and began to stroke his head.
"Look, Stan, I don't know why you had that dream in the first place, but I'll bet the reason you keep having it over and over again is because you keep on thinking about it and totally panicking." Sandy said. "Why don't you just let yourself relax? I'll bet the dream'll go away then."
"Yeah... But how come I had it at all?" Stan moaned.
"I don't know, Stan. Maybe you're just, like, too big a flirt! But that doesn't mean that any of the ham-hams would hurt you. Dexter is really polite, even though he and Howdy totally bicker with each other constantly. Howdy's, well, not exactly polite, but he's a very nice ham-ham. Boss-man would never hurt you, or any other ham! He does get, like, pretty mad when you or anybody else is flirting with Bijou, but that's just because he likes her a whole lot! And Maxy... I know Max, Stan. He wouldn't hurt anybody, so you don't have to be afraid of him. Besides, if anyone ever does try to hurt you, I'll give 'em a good whipping with my ribbon!" Sandy said, shaking a fist.
"You...mean it?" Stan said, looking up at his sister.
"Yeah. I do." Sandy said, smiling and continuing to stroke her brother's head.
"Sandy, you're the best." Stan said.
"Oh, Stan. How about another nap? You look really tired." Sandy said.
"But what about the dream? What if it comes back?" Stan said, beginning to tremble.
"Just don't think about it." Sandy said.
"Easy for you to say... I just can't! No matter how hard I try, I just can't get it out of my head!"
"Okay, how about I stay here and help you relax?" Sandy said.
"How?" Stan asked.
"Well..." Sandy thought for a minute. Then she felt Stan tremble, as he was still lying next to her. Then she suddenly had a flashback of when she and Stan were young. She remembered it being exactly like this, except SHE had been the one crying and lying down, while Stan was the one sitting up beside her, and then he started singing. Sandy remembered that she was then able to relax. This gave her an idea, so she cleared her throat and began to sing.
Twirling, whirling, round we go
Twirling high and twirling low
See the colors skip and flow
Twirling round we go
Stan heard Sandy's voice and was then able to relax. He was very hungry, for he hadn't eaten all day, but he stayed where he was. This was a wonderful moment for him, which he would treasure for very long, and he wasn't going to let his appetite spoil it for him and Sandy. For the first time in days, Stan's mind was completely free of the dream. He also recalled that memory of him singing to Sandy. More and more memories of their childhood flickered through his head. He remembered all those times where Sandy was in trouble and he was there to help her out. Now it was her turn to be there for him. Sandy's soft voice, as she continued singing, reminded Stan that he and Sandy were siblings and would always be there for one another...Through thick and thin.
That afternoon, Stan had dreamed a dream similar to one that Sandy had once dreamed. He was walking with Sandy and stumbled and fell. Then Sandy reached out her paw to help him up.
END
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Chapter 4: Sandy's Lullaby
"So all of this is over a dream?" Sandy asked.
"Yeah. I know it sounds stupid, but," Stan stopped to take a deep sniff. "I've been having it over and over again and, so I thought it might mean something..."
"Um... Well, I don't think it, like, means anything, Stan." Sandy said.
"I know it's just a dream. But you don't understand, Sandy, whenever it happens, I don't expect a thing, and then the next thing I know, Dexter or Howdy or Maxwell or Boss are smacking the juice outta me!!" Stan shrieked.
"Stan! Like, calm down, bro!" Sandy said.
"I'm sorry, sis, but it's just that whenever I go to the clubhouse, it starts out the same way as the dream, so I just... get so scared... What does it all mean?" Stan sighed mournfully, laid down, and sobbed. Sandy sat next to him and began to stroke his head.
"Look, Stan, I don't know why you had that dream in the first place, but I'll bet the reason you keep having it over and over again is because you keep on thinking about it and totally panicking." Sandy said. "Why don't you just let yourself relax? I'll bet the dream'll go away then."
"Yeah... But how come I had it at all?" Stan moaned.
"I don't know, Stan. Maybe you're just, like, too big a flirt! But that doesn't mean that any of the ham-hams would hurt you. Dexter is really polite, even though he and Howdy totally bicker with each other constantly. Howdy's, well, not exactly polite, but he's a very nice ham-ham. Boss-man would never hurt you, or any other ham! He does get, like, pretty mad when you or anybody else is flirting with Bijou, but that's just because he likes her a whole lot! And Maxy... I know Max, Stan. He wouldn't hurt anybody, so you don't have to be afraid of him. Besides, if anyone ever does try to hurt you, I'll give 'em a good whipping with my ribbon!" Sandy said, shaking a fist.
"You...mean it?" Stan said, looking up at his sister.
"Yeah. I do." Sandy said, smiling and continuing to stroke her brother's head.
"Sandy, you're the best." Stan said.
"Oh, Stan. How about another nap? You look really tired." Sandy said.
"But what about the dream? What if it comes back?" Stan said, beginning to tremble.
"Just don't think about it." Sandy said.
"Easy for you to say... I just can't! No matter how hard I try, I just can't get it out of my head!"
"Okay, how about I stay here and help you relax?" Sandy said.
"How?" Stan asked.
"Well..." Sandy thought for a minute. Then she felt Stan tremble, as he was still lying next to her. Then she suddenly had a flashback of when she and Stan were young. She remembered it being exactly like this, except SHE had been the one crying and lying down, while Stan was the one sitting up beside her, and then he started singing. Sandy remembered that she was then able to relax. This gave her an idea, so she cleared her throat and began to sing.
Twirling, whirling, round we go
Twirling high and twirling low
See the colors skip and flow
Twirling round we go
Stan heard Sandy's voice and was then able to relax. He was very hungry, for he hadn't eaten all day, but he stayed where he was. This was a wonderful moment for him, which he would treasure for very long, and he wasn't going to let his appetite spoil it for him and Sandy. For the first time in days, Stan's mind was completely free of the dream. He also recalled that memory of him singing to Sandy. More and more memories of their childhood flickered through his head. He remembered all those times where Sandy was in trouble and he was there to help her out. Now it was her turn to be there for him. Sandy's soft voice, as she continued singing, reminded Stan that he and Sandy were siblings and would always be there for one another...Through thick and thin.
That afternoon, Stan had dreamed a dream similar to one that Sandy had once dreamed. He was walking with Sandy and stumbled and fell. Then Sandy reached out her paw to help him up.
END
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