Chapter Seven: The Nightmare.
Later on in the evening, everyone apart from Xander, who was asleep, were researching more about the curse, when Bridge came in and sat down, with a plateful of toast in his hand, he asked, "does anyone want any toast? It's really 'buttery.' Well, extra 'buttery.'" He wiggled all of his fingers. Nick stared at Bridge, as he asked Jack, "Why does he wiggle his fingers when he says 'buttery?'"
"It's part of his DNA," Jack joked. "You'd get use to it after a while." Jack and Nick chuckled. As Bridge was about to take a bite of a piece of toast, it suddenly vanished into thin air, "huh?" He looked down his plate, and all of the pieces of toast had vanished. "Okay, who did it?" Bridge asked.
"Did what?" Jack asked. Suddenly, they heard a munching noise from near the bookshelves, as they moved closer to the bookshelves, when they found the munching noise was coming from Jenji's Lamp. Nick grabbed the lamp, and rubbed it. Smoke hovered out from the Lamp, and Jenji appeared, holding half a slice of toast. "Hey, a Cat's got to eat." Jenji said with his mouth full.
"I better make some more." Bridge said, as he left the room, in a sulk.
Meanwhile, in Daggeron's room, Xander was still asleep. All of a sudden, he kept tossing and turning, sweat was pouring down from his forehead, and he kept muttering, "No, no."
There was battle, Xander couldn't tell where he was, as the battlefield was murky. Aliens were attacking, and Xander stood there, in silence, watching Daggeron and Nick being attacked Shorty, while Devastation launched an attack on Bridge and Jack. As Xander turned round, he saw Morgana and Clare battling, when Morgana unleashed her lightening bolt at Clare. Clare screamed and fell on the edge of the river, Xander ran towards her, to see if she was alive. When he went up to her, he saw something in his reflection, something horrifying. All he could see in his reflection was skeleton monster, cackling at him…
Xander gasped, opened his eyes and swiftly sat up, panting. Suddenly, a voice said, "Xander?" Xander gasped in fright, he looked up to see who it was. It was Clare. Xander took a deep breath and said, "Oh, Clare, it's just you." He panted as he pressed lean forward and pressed his forehead on his knees.
"Are you okay?" She asked, as she went to him and sat on the bed.
"I just had the worst nightmare I ever had in my life."
"Do you want to tell me about it?"
"No, not right now."
"Well, I'll be here for you, if you want to talk or keep you company," Clare said, as she placed her right hand on top of his hand, and stroked it with her thumb. "Thanks Clare," Xander replied, as he looked up to see her face. As they both faced each other, they were about lean closer to each other, when they both heard two people, who sounded like Bridge and Jenji, arguing. "I better go and see what the problem is." Clare said as she stood up. Just as she was about to leave the room, Xander spoke, "Clare?" As Clare turned round, Xander continued to speak, " I don't know if you want to, but…do you want to do anything tomorrow night?"
"Like what?" She asked.
"I don't know, maybe…go to the Cinema, or to Dinner, or…well, you can choose."
"Um, I'd love to."
"Cool, pick you up about eight o'clock?"
"Okay." Clare smiled as she left the room, while Xander sighed as he lied back on the bed. He didn't know why he asked her out, but he was willing to give this date a chance.