Disclaimer: In a cosmic sense, don't we all own it?

AN: This may very well be the cheesiest/worst thing I've ever written... *shrugs* oh well...

"Night Magenta!" Riff called as he passed her bedroom door en route to his own room.

"Riff?" came her soft reply, "Can you come in here a minute?"

He rolled his eyes but obliged, the two had been studiously ignoring each other since the "Almost Moment" in the bath tub last week and so instead of sauntering into his little sister's room and plonking down next to her on her bed, he opted to gingerly poke his head through her door and wave timidly.

"Yes, Magenta?"

She looked up and returned his guarded smile, "Is our house secure?"

"Secure how?" his brow creased at her nervous restlessness.

"It's just… I go this chainmail and -"

"Oh, Magenta!" he tutted, "You really are influenced far too easily! Those things are fake! They just want to give you a good scare and possibly spread spam."

"I know that, so I didn't forward it, I just deleted it… but…," she darted her eyes around the room and pulled her covers up around her, "… you know…," her eyes met his and pleaded with him to understand, "I don't want to be alone tonight…,"she flashed him her infamous puppy-dog-pout until her relented.

"Fine! Let me go get my sleeping bag!" he muttered.

"Oh, but the floor's so uncomfortable!" she shook her head, "Look Riff, we're gonna have to get past this! We used be so close! And now we can't even be in the same room as each other!"

Riff Raff sighed, "Alright, alright already!" he huffed and slipped under the covers with her, "But only 'cause it's you, sis," he said teasingly and tweaked her nose.

She screwed up her face and stuck her tongue out at him, "Just be on the look out for any serial killers or faceless rape victims, ok?"

~~*~~Later that night…~~*~~

Magenta sighed and kicked the covers off, Gods, it's much too hot! She griped mentally.

She didn't know why sleep was refusing to claim her, it couldn't be the content of the chainmail – she had her brother as a shield/decoy if any vengeful spirit came to get her.

Maybe it was the sender… her ex-boyfriend…

She snarled inwardly, she couldn't believe how happy she was when she discovered that he had sent her an email – she couldn't help it. Not that it mattered, her happiness swiftly flew away once she had read its contents.

So now she lay, squished up against the wall next to her snoring brother, trying to forget about him.

She sighed again, more heavily, "It sure can get lonely at night…," she mumbled, then turned to her brother, bored, "Riff, you awake?"

She poked him and caused him to groggily blurt out, "Ah, is that a unicorn?" before resuming his snores.

Ugh! He's talking in his sleep again!

"No, I'll wear the purple shoes, huh, who painted the kitten?"

Maybe I should just shake him…!

"I love you Genta…"

She gasped. He'd said it before… but never in that soft adoring tone… the tone you would save for real love not sibling love, "What did you say?" she needed to hear him say it again, to see if her ears were fooling her.

"I love your little laugh…" he mumbled gleefully, still snoring.

"Riff… are you awake…?"

"Take off your shirt…"

She gasped again, "Oh, Riff Raff… have you been shy all this time? Have we been… hiding from each other? I wonder…," she collapsed back from her upright position and began to sing softly.

"All those nights

I'd lay in bed

Thoughts of you running through my head…"

"I know, put my earmuffs on the cookie," he muttered happily.

"But I never thought

The things in my head

Could really happen in my bed!"

"You look like David Hasselhoff!"

"All those years I missed the signs

Couldn't read between the lines

Who'd have thought I would see the day

Where I'd hear you say

What I heard you say

And now I find

What was always in my mind was in your mind too

Who knew?

Fantasies come true!

And now I see

That what I've always dreamed of was meant to be

You and me, me and you

Fantasies come true…"

Suddenly Riff Raff spun round to face her with a big goofy grin on his face, "I take it you return my feelings," he whispered, reaching over to tenderly stroke her cheek.

She caught his hand and held it to her face as she continued to serenade her love.

"You and me lived in fantasy

But soon we'll be a reality…"

His face grew serious and he propped himself up, "I want you to know – the time that we've spent – how great it's been… how much it's meant…"

"Gosh, I don't know what to say… I'm really glad you feel that way. 'Cause I'm afraid that I like you more than I've ever liked any guy before!"

Riff Raff whooped excitedly and began singing at his full volume.

"'Cause now!"

"'Cause now!" Magenta joined in.

"My love!" he grinned back.

"My love!" she echoed.

"I'm getting what I've always been dreaming of!" they belted together.

"So are you," he gestured to her dramatically.

"Oh baby!" she returned the drama and flopped a hand on her forehead, throwing her head back.

"Fantasies come true!" they belted out together.

"And now!" he took her hand.

"And now!" she squeezed it.

"I swear!" he winked at her.

"I swear that…" she winked back.

"When you want me I'm gonna be right there!" they gave each other super cheesy smiles and thumbs up.

"To care!" he put a hand back on her face.

"To care!" she held it to her cheek again.

"For you!" he gazed deeply into her eyes.

"That's what I'm gonna do!" her smile split her face in half.

"And make your fantasies!" he whooped.

"Fantasies!" she chimed.

"Come true!" they finished, throwing their arms up.

Finally their lips met in a rush of suppressed passion and love. They pulled apart to stare lovingly at each other before Riff Raff yawned and snuggled up with Magenta to fall asleep.

"Fantasies come true…" Magenta whispered, more to herself as she gently dozed off, feeling happier than she'd ever felt before…

~~*~~But...~~*~~

"Magenta?" she was awoken by a gentle poke from Riff Raff.

"Riff?" she asked groggily as she rubbed her eyes.

"You ok? You were talking in your sleep."

What? But that means that…

"I thought you were talking in your sleep!" she exclaimed angrily.

He chuckled, "Nah, I wet to get a glass of water and when I came back you were mumbling and twitching – I couldn't get in without you kicking me out!" he chortled, "Sounded like a nice dream though," he added as he plopped down next to her.

"Yes... it was a nice dream…," she mumbled, the reality not really sunken in yet.

"Well, night Genta," he said cheerfully before his snores started up again.

"…Goodnight Riff…"

AN: Yeah...

The song is Fantasies Come True from Avenue Q (hehe it rhymes!) and so is most of the dialogue and the whole sleep-talking-inside-a-dream/heart break thing... yea, another shamless rip off...

I couldn't help myself! I got all happy coz I learned how to play the intro to Fantasies Come True on the piano and so I got ridiculously proud and wanted to write a fic with that song in it X3

Well, I don't know... I might make this into a story if it amuses my muse ;P