Seven: An Amusing Attempt At Getting A Bed Back (AKA, Falspar's Realization)

Ribbon couldn't get to sleep. Why? Because she didn't have a bed, of course!

No, wait, not of course. Why didn't she have a bed?

"Come back here!"

"Run Daranza! Er, I mean, float!"

"I'm trying, Falspar!"

Falspar extended his hand even further, trying to grab hold of one of Daranza's, but the bed was rolling down the hill too fast for the arachnid to catch up.

Daranza suddenly tripped as Ribbon caught up and grabbed his cloak.

"DARANZA!" Falspar cried, but it was too late; he was too far away.

Ribbon was furious.

"Give me one good reason I shouldn't stab you with a chrystal shard!"

"Please! We are sorry, but it is a matter of urgency! My dream and I need to take your bed so that we can build a spaceship and go up into space to defeat an evil queen!"

Ribbon rubbed her eyes and cleaned out her ears. She must've been dreaming.

"I'm sorry, but WHAT?! You took my bed because your dream told you to?!"

Daranza nodded. "Well, when you put it like that, it makes it sound worse than it is..."

Ribbon suddenly felt pity on the arachnid.

"Poor little guy, you must be delirious!"

"I beg your pardon?"

"Come inside with me, you obviously need some help."

And with that, the fairy helped the spider up and walked him towards her house.

...

Falspar came sprinting up the hill as fast as he could, which, considering his tiny legs, was pretty fast.

He had jumped off the bed and into a lake, and the bed kept on going into the woods. He was now soaking wet.

"Daranza! DARANZA!"

The spider was nowhere to be seen. Falspar felt like crying, and he didn't know why.

He sat down and put his head in his hands.

"I'm so stupid." he mumbled to himself. "If it wasn't for me and my *sniff* stupid pranks, Daranza wouldn't be in trouble. Poor girl..."

Apparently, Falspar had forgotten about Daranza introducing himself as 'sir' Daranza. Oh well.

Falspar sighed, remembering all that had happened that day. Meta had hit him over the head with a frying pan, he had almost been burned by a candle, he, Daroach and Dedede had gotten drunk, he had been slapped across the face, and now Daranza was in trouble and he was soaked, and it was all because of his stupid pranks.

It had now become too dark to see anything, as it was around 12:45 in the night, and the only light to be seen was a bunch of fireflies that shone dimly above his head.

Tired, depressed, wet, and not knowing what else to do, he lay down on the grass and, after a few short sniffles, fell into a restless sleep.