Disclaimer: I do not own "Over My Head" by Lit…Or Monster's Inc.
Notes: This isn't really a horror. Maybe I should change the settings…
Chapter 35: Got Caffeine?
[Morning, Oceania's bed]
I'm in over my head
They wanna build me up
So they can tear me down
I wish that I could be back there
But I'm writing here right now
Squall woke up, staring at the dark cavern wall. At first he had forgotten where he was, but after a moment of turning over, and finding his bedfellow, he remembered. The fire had long since died, and the sunlight began to filter through the black door-curtain.
They've taken everything that I had to give, and
They say it's over, but man I'm still here livin'
I don't know what to do, I think that maybe
Oceania lay in silence, afraid that moving, or speaking would ruin her dream. Being with Squall couldn't have been reality. After all, where was room for her when Rinoa consumed his heart? She began to think about that maybe he used her, and soon that fear took over her thoughts.
Oceania: I gave him the only true thing of value I had left to give… Was it a dream, or did he use me?
I'm in over my head
Stuck in the red
Somethin' they said
Makes me feel like I'm in over my head
Over my head
Over my headSquall began to think about what he had agreed to do. She was the one that slaughtered Rinoa, his love. Or was she simply a lust? Doubt filled his mind, and his brow furrowed in the usual way.
I've got to get away from here
And it couldn't be too soon
Cuz I see the stars are here with me
Like rockets to the moon
Oceania rolled over, to see if she was hallucinating the night before. To her shock Squall laid staring back at her, and she blushed. She rolled back over, and slightly bit her lip in uncertainty. The panic of what they had just done filled her psyche, and she gasped for breath, having a panic attack. Different possible consequences filled her mind, and she used meditation to calm herself, barely able to keep herself poised. Regret was dominant over her, as she called herself a slut, and an unlovable whore.
You take me everywhere that I've ever been and
Show me the meaning that life had to give and
I don't know what to say, I think that maybe
Squall looked bewilderedly at his bed mistress, utterly dumbfounded by the odd look she had just given him. He sighed, and began to think about everything again. He cared about her, but why? Was it the previous incarnations that caused it, or what? He hated himself for loving her, and wanted her all the more for it, like a child that knows that the pan is hot, but wants to touch it anyways.
I'm in over my head
Lyin' in her bed
Somethin' she said
Makes me think that I'm in over my head
Over my head
Over my head
Squall removed the covers from her torso, and ran his hand tenderly down her waist. She lay motionless, afraid to find out that he used her. He pulled her closer to himself, and held her. She turned to him, and looked into his eyes. They were the eyes that she fell for in her youth, the eyes that were so familiar, and haunted her dream for years since they had parted. She decided that anything that life threw at her was worth that one look he gave her then.
They've taken everything that I had to give, and
They say it's over, but man I'm still here livin'
I don't know what to do, I think that maybe
They lay there quietly, looking at the sun finish rising through the shroud. After awhile, she turned to him, and clung to him, their legs interlocking.
I'm in over my head
Stuck in the red
Somethin' they said
Makes me feel like I'm in over my head
Over my head
Over my headHe held her, letting his former self awaken inside of him. He laughed quietly as he compared them to a Shakespeare play type setting, and held her closer. She clutched him, and looked into his eyes, the old flame was still there. The storm that raged through his soul still raged on now, and she liked that. He wasn't just some guy; he was the reason she gave up everything. So it was okay, she thought to mitigate herself from guilt.
I'm in over my head
I'm in over my head
I'm in over my head
I'm in over my head
She kissed his chest, and snuggled up to him again. He held her for a long time, just the two of them with all the time in the world, or so they thought…
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Ellone woke up Dewn, and dressed her quickly. They had to patrol for Squall again, and now Irvine was getting nervous. He began to wonder why they had searched for him all over the world, and found no trace of him. He caught himself blaming the child, but ruled that out as illogical. He paced the hall nervously, watching for Ellone to come back out of the room.
Dewn came out first, and Ellone followed. Irvine took Ellone over to the side of the hall, and talked to her quietly. Dewn was to stay by the door, and she sat, staring at the maroon carpeting. The two raised their voices, but Dewn couldn't hear what was being said. She looked at them, and returned her gaze to the ground. She did a perfect Squall imitation (quite by accident), and Ellone chuckled. Irvine looked at Ellone as if she had lost her mind, and she explained that Dewn looked just like Squall like that.
Irvine looked at the small bundle of coats, and noticed that Ellone was right. He laughed, and went to her, rubbing her head, and messing up her hair jokingly. She gave him an evil look, and smoothed down her hair. He helped, as it was his fault, and placed her over his shoulder. Dewn didn't say a word, but instead gave an evil "How could you let him" look at Ellone. Dewn's hands supported her head, and her scowl was adorable. She had taken after Squall, despite the fact they barely knew each other.
Selphie hopped up to Irvine, and put on his hat, smiling goofily. Dewn giggled, and put it on herself, which it hid her face due to the fact it was too big. They laughed, and Selphie took Dewn, and they raced off for the ship. Ellone, and Irvine caught up with Zell, and Quistis, whom had a large hickie on her neck. They boarded the Phoenix, to find Selphie giving Dewn a caffeine high. The girl giggled, holding a half empty can almost as big as her head.
Ellone tried to stop them, but it was too late, Dewn started blabbing on about everything. Including her parents. And her aunts, and the Shumis… (She had stowed away in the Ragnarok when they visited the Shumi Tribe in the game, and that's how she came to the Garden). They stood in shock, and disbelief at the small bundle of caffeiney goodness, and she belched, giggling still (think the whole cuteness factor of Boo from Monster's Inc.).
Ellone picked her up quickly, and sat her in her seat, the others waiting for answers. Zell figured Dewn was just blabbing off about a dream she had, but the other started to put two and two together. It would explain why Ellone prized the child greatly. Squall was like a little brother to her after all, and making Dewn like a niece. Ellone took a deep breath, walked to the others, and explained almost everything she knew.
