Dark forest mirror 3

Marianne was passing the floor of her kitchen her face blazing red. She turned and leaned against the counter running her fingers through hair. Sighing softly she looked at the clock seeing it was about half past seven. She picked her phone up and ordered some pizza. Once it arrived she looked up the staircase that let up to the bedrooms, she slowly made her way to her room the mirror still flipped to the wall.

"Hello?" She called out then she pulled the mirror down and jumped at her own reflection. Sitting down on the ground she opened the lid of the pizza eyeing the mirror and started eating. Time past she was sitting there looking at some old photo albums when from the corner of her eyes she saw a figure in the mirror making her jump in surprise. "How long have you been there?" She asked pointing a accusing finger at him.

"For a few minutes...so you go some grub there?" He nodded his head toward the half eaten pizza on the floor.

"Grub? You mean my pizza? Yeah, i got hungry." She looked at him.

"Is that what you call it. It looks like our grub pie." Big said holding up a white plump object in his big clawed hand. Marianne made a face crawling over to the mirror to get a better look at it. It looked like a rolled up dough that wiggled. There was a platter beside him on a table that looked just like a cheese pizza in away. He leaned towards his hand and bit into the slice of grub pie and it made a squishy noise as he bit into and he pulled sway and white substance was pulled from it like when you bit into a very cheesy slice of pizza. He slurped it up licking his chops whipping the his mouth with the back of his hand. Marianne eyed the left over in his hand then she noticed there were little black legs on the bottom of the slice. Recoiling back she fell on her but and scooted away.

"Are you actually eating a bug!" She screeched. Bog finished his slice licking each of his fingers before grabbing another slice.

"A grub yes, they are actually good for you. What is yours made of?" He asked looking at the box. Marianne reached over picking a slice up and crawled back to the mirror showing him her slice.

"Its dough that has tomato sauce and a variety of condiments like vegetables or meat." She said taking a bite of her slice. His head was titled the side as he smiled lightly. "What?" She asked finishing off her slice.

"You showed me something like this before when you were younger. I think it was called a peanut butter and jelly sandwich." He rested his chin on his hand. She looked at him and could see him fully in the light of her room. His skin was a dark gray around his face his eyes were dark but the color of them were bright blue. His hair looked like scales or dried leafs slicked back. His nose was long and pointy his long jaw had little bristles like he didn't shave but they were spikes like on a dragon. His hands were huge with long dark fingers that had long sharp talons on them. She was zoning out not realizing she was leaning forward her hand slowly coming into contact with the mirror. His eyes widen slightly but he slowly did the same thing. His hand was giant in comparison of her small one.

"You can't come out of the mirror can you?" She asked looking into his eyes.

"I don't think i can it...as you can see...I can't." He said pushing his hand against the glass. She pulled her hand back leaning back against her bed. She got up and turned off her over head light and turned on the lamp on her nightstand. They sat there talking catching up from old times. Marianne finally fell asleep her head slumped back on the bed. Bog's eyes were growing heavy as well his face was in his palm, his elbow slipped his head falling forward waiting for the impact of the glass to hit him like it used to he opened his eyes to see Marianne's room more closely. His breath caught in his throat as he looked to his side to see the sleeping Marianne. 'I have to be asleep...this has to be a dream...it has to be...i can't go through this mirror before. ' he thought to himself as he pulled himself half way bracing him on one arm on the floor the other on the side of the mirror getting a better view of her room. 'If this a dream i never want to wake up...' Looking to his side he saw the sleeping Marianne. Her lips were parted slightly her chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. Reaching out slowly he brushed a stray hair for her face. Running his knuckles along side her cheek he could feel the warmth of her soft skin. Reaching up behind her he grabbed a blanket from her bed draping it over her. Reaching up beside her he clicked the nightstand light off the room went black but his eyes adjusted to the dark as the moonlight peeked through the window.

"Mmm...bog.." He flinched when he heard Marianne mumble in her sleep. Her face was twitching from her dreaming like she was having a bad dream. Braising himself on both hands he leaned forward and barley brushed his lips against her temple he pulled away seeing she was smiling softly. Crawling back into the mirror he took one last look at the sleeping Marianne.

"Goodnight...Marianne..." He whispered and returned to his bed.