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=Wake up x2!
John's eyes fluttered open Deja-vu hitting him as he pondered over the ceiling, when it hit him he shot up with a gasp.
He frantically pinched himself hissing in pain and rubbing the area when it stung the cold air making the sting last a bit longer as he skin turned a dark red.
He took a few shaky breaths tugging at his hair trying to calm himself down.
"C'mon John! Get it together man, this is all just a dream and the pain is just a figment of your imagination...Who am I kidding?! I'm the Heir of Breath not the Heir of Time!" John gave a distressed sound as he raked a hand through his hair before stilling.
If he was back in time did that mean...
=check on DAD
John's breath caught in his throat and he left his room and pushed open his fathers study the door swung open silently letting the smell of shaving cream and cheap cologne assault his senses.
There he was, his father snoring drooling on a shopping list with a pen in hand.
John closed the door quietly and rushed to the bathroom feeling suddenly sick, upon arriving at the bathroom he hugged the toilet like a lifeline and proceeded to upchuck what ever he had eaten earlier before he had woken up as himself.. yeah that made no sense.
He took a few calming breaths and swiped his hand across his mouth,flushed the toilet and washed out his mouth in the sink,leaning against it shivering slightly as he just registered how ungodly cold it was, throwing a quick brush to his teeth,John walked back to his room rummaging in his closet for a long forgotten sweater.
Now that he was slowly warming up he snagged his comforter off his bed and wrapped it around himself before sitting at his computer wiggling the mouse to wake the computer up.
As usual Pesterchum was active,but no one was online, he eyed the time, it had just turned 12:34 so obviously they wouldn't be online(well Dave might have he didn't really remember when Dave started staying up later). His gaze traveled to the blocked list and felt an incredible urge to message any one of them, his heart ached horribly, missing all of his friends.
He gave a shuddering breath and scrubbed at his face, inwardly feeling out of sorts,when the weird stubble he had started gaining in the third year in the game wasn't there anymore.
He closed Pesterchum with a heavy swallow and opened up the web with shaking hands.
He couldn't tell anyone, it could send things spiraling out of control, and he'd be stuck in another doomed timeline.
He wouldn't fail them this time.
John spent a while just browsing Game FAQ's reading every piece of information he could on SBURB, many of them ended abruptly, others held fear filled notes of their writers.
One thing was for certain, Rose's speculations on some of the aspects of the game were freakishly spot on (an after effect of her being a slumbering seer maybe?). John was startled from his thought process as his stomach gave a slight twinge alerting him that,yes, humans needed food, and no, he couldn't ignore it.
John minimized his screen and tossed his blanket back on his bed and tip toed past the study where loud snores seemed to break the sound barrier.
He snagged a pop tart putting it into the toastdf and grabbed the butter from the fridge along with a juice box, which was easier than going through the hassle of pouring his own drink, once the pop tart shot out of the toaster john spread some butter over the top and flipped on the little T.V, hopping up on the counter.
-expect a lot of snow today folks, delays and cancellations can be found on our website Back to you Karen
John gave a snort shaking his head as he set his plate in the sink, it had been a very long time since he had even set foot in school, it would be rather awkward to see all his old classmates,tormentors, and teachers, people he's long since thought dead.
He checked the time once again sighing and sat at the table in silence (well save for the T.V, but that was just a pleasant buzz to accompany his thoughts)
=Run around in the snow naked!
He's..not even going to think about that.
John stretched leaning back in the chair to watch as the sun rose in the distance his eyes slowly closing.
=boy! cease this sleeping nonsense!
John awoke to a warmth on his face and groaned opening his eyes the sun was giving off mid morning warmth he had only been asleep maybe half an hour, which meant DAD was already up and gone, off for work.
John left the kitchen and entered his room sitting back at his computer debating what to do next.
Ding!
John's heart stopped, his breath locking in his throat as a chat screen popped up a familiar red text igniting memories of a best friend on the battle field, fighting through to reach him, John had nearly died that day and for the thousandth time,Dave swept in like the knight he was and save his stupid ass.
=fondly read chum's message
TG: dude
TG:why are you up so early
GT: Ha ha, i guess i wanted to get up early for once
GT: either way, good morning
TG: whatever
TG: im going back to bed
John snorted, not exactly the first conversation he wanted to have with his friends, but it made him feel all giddy and happy, he took yet another calming breath and couldn't stop the gleeful giggle that left his lips.
He had really missed his friends.