Disclaimer: I don't own ANOES or Fred. They belong to Wes Craven. Maryan is mine however.
Ch 5: Aches and Comferts
Maryan was tired...Scratch that. Maryan was exausted. Her shoulders and muscles ached like she had just spent 300 days on a tredmill.
Freddy yawned with his newly renewed body and looked over at Maryan. "Hey, What's going on? You look like you haven't slept." He mentioned, knowing very well he was in the DreamScape
Maryan glared at the joke. "I'm sleeping now, Fred."
"I know, babe!" He said waving his arms in a vauge fashion. "C'mon, Mary'! Lighten up."
Maryan grumbled as Freddy slinked over to her side in a cat-like manner.
The male dream-demon slid a red and greed clad arm around his gloomy counterpart's waist. "Sore, Mary'?" He inquered.
Maryan nods.
Freddy pulled her against himself. "Then rest, babe. You need to save your strength."
Maryan was -For some strange reason- comfertedby the smell of the oil and blood-stained sweater, and soon was lulled to sleep, resting her tired body in the dreamworld.
Fred watched over Maryan as she slept, her stedy breaths having an almost hypnotic effect on Krueger's mind...
"Damn," He thought "She's fuckin' commited to keepin' me here."