Dreams of Night Chap. 2
Disclaimer: I do not own ROTG or its characters. All I own is this story and Lunar Rose.
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Sandy
The house alerted Sandy that she was awake the moment her feet touched the floor, sending almost happy pulses to him. When he opened the door to his room and saw her standing at the window, he took a minute to marvel at her beauty. His eyes slide over her curvaceous figure before snapping to her face as she turned to look at him.
Say something, say something, say something! Don't just stare at her!
"Would you like a robe or some new clothes?"
Smooth Sandy smooth he thought to himself as he mentally face palmed.
"A robe would be nice, thank you" she, Rose, said softly, a blush stealing over her cheeks as she wrapped her arms around herself, obviously uncomfortable.
Sandy, still mentally dogging himself, made her a knee length robe out of dream sand (he made sure to make it think enough so it wasn't see through) and waited while she slid it on over the sexy nightie, a little sad at not being able to see her in it anymore. But moving on to a question that had been burning in the back of his mind from the moment he laid eyes on her.
"So who are you? You are a spirit, obviously, so what do you do?" he signed over his head, gesturing for her to answer while he led her downstairs into a small kitchen, motioning for her to sit while he starting to make them breakfast.
Rose
Rose watched curiously as the strange little man who had so generously, and possibly a little stupidly-I mean what if she had been a bad guy?-welcomed her into his home, and now appeared to even be making them breakfast! How sweet….she thought absentmindedly as she sighed before starting on her story.
"Well as you already know my name is Lunar Rose" she smiled as he sat a huge plate of eggs in front of her before floating across the table to sit, his own pile of steaming eggs in front of him.
"I live in my cloud palace high in the atmosphere; it drifts, as clouds tend to do, from place to place so it's never in the same spot. Which comes in handy for my job, which requires me to be on the opposite side of the world every 12 hours to raise the night." She paused as Sandy, watching his reaction and was slightly surprised when he just looked up at her with a question mark floating over his head. "My job is to literally raise the night, covering the sky on the half of the globe that is due for it at the time with darkness and calling forth the stars as I go. Oh as well as telling my father, the man in the moon, that it is time to start his journey across the night sky."
At the mention of MIM being her father Sandy choked a bit on his eggs, a look of pure shock on his face as the images over his head flashed at a speed impossible to read.
"What?" Rose asked, confused. What is the big deal about dad? She thought to herself, waiting for the man to calm down enough for her to understand.
"The…Man in the Moon, is…your….DAD?!" Sandy signed slower, frowning a bit.\
It was Rose's turn to frown now. "Yes, what of it?"
Sandy raised his eyebrows at her nonchalant attitude about it, figuring she didn't know about his significant role in...well…everything. He decided to tell her about it later, when it was his turn to explain. So for now he just shrugged his shoulders and gestured for her to continue.
"Okay….so when mom died I just took over her duties while dad made her into a spirit of nature. She is Mother Nature now." Rose said proudly.
Now Sandy choked again, causing him to have a coughing fit before sputtering out "MIM and Mother Nature are TOGETHER?!"
"Well yes, obviously, or I wouldn't be here" She laughed.
Sandy
Sandy just couldn't wrap his mind around everything she was telling him. It was all to much. Settling on what seemed like the safest of the abundance of questions having a party in his head, he asked "So how do you bring night?"
"Oh! I fly across the sky, my wings spreading the darkness behind me as I summon the stars" she stated matter- of- fact-ly.
Sandy on the other hand was confused, she has wings? He frowned, staring at her, a picture of wings and a question mark appearing above him.
Rose laughed again, the sound making a warm, fuzzy feeling swell inside of him, he decided that he really liked it when she laughed, vowing to make it happen as often as he could.
"Oh right, I forgot I had them put away…these wings" she shuddered a bit as massive black wings sprouted from between her shoulder blades and unfurled around her, easily hitting both walls of the room at not even halfway extended. Tendrils of inky liquid blackness swirling and moving across them, occasionally dripping onto the floor, only to disappear with a small puff of smoke.
Staring in shock and awe, Sandy thought, oh, those wings….his jaw dropping open.
