A/N: Hey, guys. In the previous chapter, we saw Bashful's point of view. He is depressed by the loss of Snow White and deeply shocked that Sleepy had almost lost his life due to a cardiac arrest, which caused him to have a nervous breakdown, saying he doesn't want to lose anyone else. He wrote his thoughts of the day every day in his diary and wrote some poems and sonnets dedicated to Snow White, which moved everyone. Now let's see Sneezy's point of view.

Chapter 7: Sneezy: Cries, tears and snot

-Sneezy's POV-

(''Dearly Beloved- Kingdom Hearts 358/2 Days OST'')

Ever since Snow White died, we have all been upset, crying almost every day and barely thinking of anything other than her. When we gave up working in the mines and started doing weekly housework shifts, Doc decided that I would never take the shift to do the dusting, and to compensate, I would help Bashful make the beds on Sunday. I was satisfied with that, and I owed him one: I don't like doing things that cause my severe hay fever, especially doing dusting, and even though I like spring, I avoid smelling the flowers too much due to my allergies. Everyone knew that although accidental, my sneezing often caused problems by throwing everything away with the force of a tornado, or worse, breaking a couple of plates. This, especially in the spring, was frustrating, as I couldn't help it, I'm just like that, but sometimes Grumpy scolds me when my sneezing happens at inappropriate times. I can usually predict my sneezes and warn my brothers that I was going to do it so they can hold my nose, but sometimes, I can't hold back sneezing, and holding my nose doesn't always work. The animals stayed by our side and helped us with the housework as they did with Snow White, which we appreciated.

One thing I loved about the time we spent with Snow White was the songs we sang and danced. While she clapped her hands to the rhythm, Doc and I took turns playing the bass, Happy played his guitar and sang with me in yodeling style, Bashful played the accordion, Dopey played the drums, Grumpy played the piano and Sleepy played the flute. In particular, I remembered when we were singing the Silly Song: Dopey, who had the idea of dancing with Snow White, had climbed onto my shoulders wearing a long dark blue coat. The princess took our hands, and I had to do a kind of double role: I could see through some open buttons on the underside, and while I was dancing with Snow White, I put my hand on Dopey's feet so that he couldn't lose his balance and fall, but at the same time, I tried to keep the pace by avoiding moving too fast or too slow compared to the princess. It was really good, but the ending was the most surprising thing: at the end of the song, he warned everyone that I was going to sneeze, and the animals and all my brothers except Dopey, who was still on my shoulders and unsuccessfully tried to pinch my nose with foot, hid, while Snow White covered her ears. When I sneezed, Dopey shot out of his coat and landed on a girder, while the coat fell to the ground, revealing my smiling face, and everyone laughed out loud. I was a little embarrassed by that episode, and didn't expect this reaction given the bad timing of my sneeze, but seeing others laugh, I couldn't hold back my laughter either.

Over the weeks, in addition to crying almost every day, even in our sleep, we questioned many things. Doc believed he had let us down as a leader, had become terribly silent and strangely discouraged, and the next week, when he couldn't find ways to help us or wake Snow White up, he let out a yell of frustration. Grumpy felt so guilty that he considered himself a sinner for what he had done before the princess left us in death and isolated himself from us, Happy was unrecognizable and depressed and Bashful believed he had lost everything. Every now and then, they sang a few songs and Happy played his guitar, and I admit that Bashful was really good at singing(1), but those songs were really sad. Dopey's case was worse than us, as he was even unable to sleep without having nightmares. While we were crying, snot always dripped from my nose (snot tends to come out the nose more when you're crying), and my sneezing was completely different than usual: they no longer threw everything away, and they were weaker too. Instead, it happened that I splashed a mix of boogers, drool and snot, which forced us, to our irritation, to clean it all up, and I couldn't understand why. Happy and Bashful didn't talk much and the latter isolated himself from the others, I don't know why, while I spent a lot of time in the bathroom, my secret place. After a few weeks, in fact, I began to think of always ruining everything because of my sneezing, not wanting to create more problems for them for this reason, and with all the tears and snot running down my face, I was blowing my nose on my collection of handkerchiefs and ran out of toilet paper rolls(2), so, I often found myself doing it on my sleeves, getting my whole jacket dirty, forcing us to wash my clothes and stock up on handkerchiefs and toilet paper, which I already used in large quantities before that due to my sneezing. Thus, a terrible psychological crisis at home: cries, tears and (in my case) snot at will.

(''Dearly Beloved- Kingdom Hearts 358/2 Days OST-s'')

(''Roxas- Kingdom Hearts 2.5 HD ReMIX OST'')

Time passed, but we couldn't sleep well and we started suffering from insomnia, eventually becoming irritable and unable to concentrate on housework, so all of us, including Doc, began to use caffeine. Three months after Snow White's death, a horrible thing happened: one Wednesday, Sleepy joined us after making the beds, and I noticed that something was wrong because he was moving like a zombie, muttering about a terrible headache. His insomnia was even more severe, as he could no longer fall asleep for a full month in a row. He told us he was not feeling well, then he felt a terrible pain in his chest and collapsed to the ground, losing consciousness soon after. We were all horrified, but Bashful and I were hysterical, and Doc had to take off Sleepy's jacket and partially undress him to use a defibrillator, barely managing to save him, then carried him to the bedroom and laid him on his bed. Later, he told us that our brother had suffered cardiac arrest due to a combination of excess caffeine in his blood and lack of sleep, both of which were possibly lethal, and after Happy told us he had changed his mind about that use of coffee, he told us never to do it again, as it could happen to another one of us. Sleepy was unconscious for the rest of the day and only woke up the next morning. When my brother regained consciousness and was talking to me in private, I was about to cry, but he hugged me and reassured me that he wasn't going to die. The next day, Sleepy was finally able to fall asleep, and we had stopped drinking coffee until after we woke up, and to catch up on lost sleep, we went to bed directly after finishing dinner and washing the dishes.

Two months passed, and winter came. I never liked washing my hands in winter, as I hate cold water, but we had our heads elsewhere and were worried about Bashful. We discovered that since Snow White died, he had been writing his thoughts about the day in his do-it-yourself diary every day, and on a few slips of paper in the bedroom we discovered that he had written sonnets and poems, all dedicated to her. He had always been sweet and caring, but also romantic, and he hated tragic endings. He believed that that kind, beautiful, pure-hearted girl deserved her happy ending, to reunite with the prince she had met once before she ran away into the woods, about that prince she had told us about a couple of times and sang a song about him every now and then. When we read all o fit, we were all crying with emotion, it was written with all his heart, with every ounce of feeling in his heart, to the point where we thought he could be a good poet, and Grumpy, in particular, told Bashful that despite being shy, he didn't hesitate to express how he felt, while he had never admitted his true feelings for any of us until it was too late. We were already shocked by the loss of Snow White, but poor Bashful didn't want to lose anyone else, not after that cardiac arrest had nearly killed Sleepy two months earlier. In frustration, he had a nervous breakdown, clutching his head in his hands and tying his beard into a knot, then bursting into tears. My brothers and I comforted him with a hug, in which the animals also joined, then Doc loosened the knot in his beard.

(''Roxas- Kingdom Hearts 2.5 HD ReMIX OST-s'')

(''Reflection- Sonic Adventure 2 OST'')

After another three months, spring came. As much as I like it, it's allergy season, and I don't like to cause my hay fever, whether it's with flower pollen or dust. My sneezes were inconsistent: sometimes they threw objects away, on other occasions they splashed drool, snot and boogers that ruined everything, and I hated when this happened in public because I always ended up ruining everything and causing problems. On a Monday night, I had locked myself in the bathroom all afternoon. That same evening, the door opened, and Doc joined me. ''Sneezy, are you okay?'' he asked me.

Looking at my oldest brother, I sighed. ''Doc, I don't know what to do.'' I replied.

''What do you mean by all this? '' Doc was confused.

''I mean, I'm not helping you guys at all. In fact, I only make things worse.'' I said sadly.

My brother put a hand on my shoulder. ''Don't be silly, why do you say that?'' he asked.

''Because my sneezing always ruins everything. Every time I sneeze, either I hurl everything and everyone away and risk turning the whole house upside down, or, in recent months, a mixture of drool and snot squrts and soils everything. I only create problems for you guys.'' I replied, despondent.

''Sneezy...''

''Even though I'm used to it, this thing hurts me! Whenever I sneeze, I always spoil everything for you guys: when we eat and that snot falls into our food, it becomes disgusting, the room gets all messy and sometimes some of you get hurt!''

''Sneezy! Listen to me!'' Doc scolded me, interrupting me before I could continue. He put both hands on my shoulders and looked at me sternly. ''Listen, Sneezy, don't be ridiculous. We are all used to your sneezing, including yourself. My brothers and I have noticed that you often don't leave the bathroom for hours, even when we have to go. Why are you making such a big deal out of it right now?'' he asked seriously.

''Because my sneezing is ruining more than just the room, even the meals, and sometimes, some of us got all dirty or hurt from being thrown away. The truth is that my sneezing is always uncontrollable.'' I said.

My brother looked at me as if I had lied. ''That's not true. Sometimes your sneezing has also solved problems.'' he replied.

''For example?'' I asked.

''Years ago, there was a bad fire, due to an anomalous heat wave. Grumpy smelled the burning smell and we fetched water from the river, but it wasn't enough to quell the flames entirely, and I was trapped upstairs trying to keep them at bay. The flames went out only because of your very strong sneeze, and it was you who brought me to safety. The fire was out, but the roof of the house was damaged and some of our old furniture was destroyed.'' explained Doc.

''You sure?''

''I'm not stupid. And do you remember eight months ago, against the witch?''

To hear about that witch who killed Snow White, I jolted. ''Yes, why?''

''Because when we trapped her on the top of the cliff, she tried to push a boulder to roll it over us. That time, we really thought we were going to die, and Bashful was so scared that he clung to Happy. I remember that we closed our eyes, ready to wait to be squashed like midges and our hearts to stop beating, but it didn't happen. Sneezy, when you sneezed, you saved our life, if you didn't, we would be reduced to a lifeless mush.''

But remembering this moment did not cheer me up, but saddened me because it brought back bad memories. ''... ''

''Dopey noticed that you often stayed in the bathroom for hours without ever going out, and he let Bashful and Sleepy know everything, who then let Happy and me know everything, and now Grumpy knows it too. We were all worried about you, and we thought something was wrong. Why did you isolate yourself from us?''

''I didn't want to make things more difficult for you than they are.'' I murmured, wiping the tears from my eyes with a sleeve. ''We already have enough on our mind with Snow White's death, and with my sneezing, I end up causing you guys trouble more often than not.''

''Don't say like that. Sneezy, you have to stop blaming yourself every time you sneeze. It's not your fault, and don't tell me it's true because it's not.'' my brother sternly told me. ''Come on, in your shame, you're becoming like Bashful, and he's not afraid to express his feelings.''

Doc hugged me and let me cry on my shoulder, then I broke away after a few minutes. Although I was not convinced, he told me that to him or the others, my sneezing was not something I should make a fuss about. A little encouraged, I finally left the bathroom, from which I hadn't left for hours, and my brothers, who were waiting for me, welcomed me back with a hug, including Grumpy.

''Sneezy! We were so worried!'' Happy shouted.

''You're okay, aren't you?'' Sleepy asked.

''I'm fine. Doc came to me.'' I said.

''Listen, Sneezy. We don't give a damn about your sneezing. And it says one who was annoyed at a trifle even just for your personalities.'' Grumpy said.

Later, I felt Dopey jump on me and throw his arms around my neck, almost knocking me to the ground. ''Hey, Dopey, I'm not going anywhere.'' I assured him.

''So you feel better?'' Bashful asked.

''Yes, that's better now.'' I replied, with a smile.

(''Reflection- Sonic Adventure 2 OST-s'')

A/N: Apparently, had doubts about himself and its usefulness. Luckily Doc was there by him. In the next chapter we will see the point of view of the last dwarf, Dopey, but this chapter will not be in first person. What happened to him over the months? And what are those nightmares that his brothers mentioned? We will find out in the next chapter! Until next time!

(1): In the episode of The 7D Bathtub Bashul, Bashful, voiced in the animated series by Billy West, is shown to suffer from stage fright and sing out of tune from nervousness when he's not in the shower. He is, however, great at singing when he's in the shower, singing with an Elvis Presley-style voice (voiced by Jim Wise) and overcomes his stage fright throughout the episode.

(2): In The 7D, Sneezy has a collection of handkerchiefs of which he is very protective of, and hates when someone ruins them.