Author's Note:
Another two-parter but chronologically (episode-wise) they won't be back-to-back prompts...
Also, keep those suggestions coming! I'm open to story ideas, song suggestions, word prompts... pretty much ANYTHING!
Suggested by: Author's Original Creation (with inspiration from StoryWriter2003)
Drabble location in R.W.B.Y. timeline: Volume 1, Episode 11: Jaundice Part 1
Basic Scenario: Whether Nora's dream is as accurate as the one she tells Ren...
*BOOP*
Nora leaned forward, her eyes narrowing, "There we were... in the middle of the night."
"It was day."
She knew that she had at least Yang's attention and decided to spice up her story, "We were surrounded by Ursi."
"They were Beowolves."
"Dozens of them!" She leaped to her feet, her arms wide open.
"Two of them."
"But they were no match," Nora plopped back down beside Ren, "and in the end Ren and I took them down and made a boatload of lien selling Ursa skin rugs."
Ren sighed, shaking his head as he carefully balanced his tea on the palm of his hand, "She's been having this recurring dream for nearly a month now."
Nora smirked a little to herself folding her arms over her chest proudly. If there was anything she was known for, it was that she was a terrible liar. But -somehow- she had successfully fooled Ren into thinking that this was the only version of the dream that she'd been having lately.
It was much easier this way, having him correct her story when it diverged from what she had initially told him.
Easier... and safer...
The reality was that these variations were -at the very least- much more embarrassing. At the very worst they could put one one thing that Nora held dearest in jeopardy: her friendship with Ren.
*BOOP*
There we were... and it was the middle of the night.
We had been travelling for hours on a pathway through this huge forest.
I skipped ahead and -like usual- Ren was lagging behind. I glanced back at him, making sure he was still in sight without losing pace.
Turning back, I saw that there was a fork in the pathway, splitting it in two. I waited at the signpost, dancing to a tune that had popped in my head.
"It's time to make up your miiiiind..."
Ren was the navigator after all. But he was taking too long.
"Reeeeeennnn! Stop being such a slow... poke..."
I turned back. Ren wasn't there any more.
No one was.
I was alone.
The boundaries of the forest seemed to close in on the pathway. Swallowing it up in darkness.
"R-Ren?"
My heart was pounding. My hands were shaking.
The rounded leaves of bushes and trees seemed to sharpen into daggers, thorns sprouted up along the sides of the pathway.
"Ren!"
"I'm here, Nora."
I whirled around at his voice. He was ahead of me now, standing at the mouth of one of the pathways.
"You ninja you-" Before I could follow him, I spotted something strange.
Ren had... wolf ears?
There was a glimmer in his eyes. They weren't pink anymore. They had turned red.
Blood red.
"Y- your not Ren!" I unsheathed Magdalene.
His eyes began to glow red as he bared his sharp teeth.
From the darkness of the shadows came more eyes. Dozens of them! And the growls.
Beowolves...
The red-eyed Ren crouched down and he was surrounded by black clouds. The darkness changed him into one of the Alpha Beowolves, the pink streak in his hair forming into a long stripe down his side.
Before I could strike, the pack had leaped from the shadows.
I was too slow.
There were too many of them.
I needed help.
I needed Ren.
*BOOP*
Nora bolted upright in bed, struggling to catch her breath. She closed her eyes and shook her head, feeling the hammering of her heart against her ribs.
"It was just a dream..." she panted to herself, "just a dream..."
She opened her eyes and looked around, hoping that she hadn't woken up any of her friends.
It was still dark out, but the light of the broken moon peeked through the curtains. She could see that her teammates were still peacefully asleep.
He was still asleep in his usual position; on his back with his hands clasped together over his chest, sort of a pseudo-meditating meets sleeping pose (she had told him as much).
Ren was murmuring something under his breath about the restorative properties of algae... or something.
Nora couldn't help smiling a little as she settled back into bed. For one so quiet during the day, she always found it funny how much of a chatterbox Ren was when he fell asleep.
She snuggled against her blankets, listening to the gentle whispers of Ren's voice and thinking of something more pleasant to dream about.
*BOOP*
There we were... just before sunset.
We were standing on a hill overlooking the forest of Forever Fall having a picnic.
Pancakes.
Dozens of them! All different types.
Chocolate Chip. Blueberry. Banana. Even those weird spicy ones that Ren tried making... they weren't sweet like regular pancakes but they were still good.
Because he had made them. Everything tasted better when Ren made it.
He lifted a golden pitcher, and out poured thick, warm, delicious syrup.
And the pancakes were no match.
We gobbled them all up and lay in the grass.
His eyes seemed to match the sunset. They were still the pink colour that I loved.
Everything about him seemed more relaxed, happier. I knew I was happy just lying next to him.
I pointed at one of the clouds. "Looks like a sloth made out of cotton candy!"
"You say that about every cloud."
"Do not!" I point at another one. "That one looks like it's just made out of regular candy."
He laughed. I've missed hearing him laugh.
He sits up a little bit and looks down at me with a small smile. The breeze gently flows through his bangs. I've ruffled his hair enough times in my life to know how incredibly soft it is.
"You have some syrup on your face, Nora."
Before I could wipe it off, he had a napkin to my cheek. Warm and soft.
His face was already so close to mine. I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pressed my lips against his, closing my eyes.
Warm and soft.
Mmmm... pancakes...
Author's Note:
Guess we know a little more about that "pancake dream" Nora has in the library. ;)
Special thanks to StoryWriter2003 for suggesting Ren as a Wolf Faunus!