There was a knock at the door.
Five made a frustrated noise as he crawled slowly out of bed and went to the door to open it.

"Whaaaaat?" Five said, his eyes squinting and an annoyed tone to his voice. Klaus was at the door, "Hey; I know this is gonna sound stupid but, I had a weird dream and I...wanted to know if I could hang out with you until I feel comfortable to go back to bed?" He asked.

Five raised a brow. "Dream?"
Weird dreams...

Did Five and Klaus have something in common, dream-wise?

"Right, that's fine." Five headed off back to his bed and sat down. Klaus plopped down on a beanbag and then looked down at the floor, an occasional sigh escaping his mouth. "So, if it's not too much trouble, what was that dream about anyway?" Five finally asked him.

"Uh, ghosts. Lots of'em, just like, crawling out of the ground, the walls, everywhere." Klaus explained. "Oh." Five blinked. That wasn't like his dream...

"I've been having dreams where I'm like...Falling, slowly.. Through this blue tunnel-like thing." Five added. Klaus raised a brow, "Whoa, that's weird. Sounds scary..."

"It...kind of is?" Five rubbed the back of his neck.
"Huh." Klaus looked down at the floor.

"Pssst, hey."
"Five, hey."
"Hey."

Five loudly muttered, "Whaat."

"Why is your fingertips called fingertips but your the tip of your toes aren't called toetips?" Klaus asked, laying back in the beanbag, looking at Five upside-down. "I don't know Klaus, please go to sleep." Five mumbled and rolled over. "But no, I'm serious. What kind of word making is that? From now on, I'm calling the ends of my toes, toetips, and you can't stop me." Klaus rolled over too. "Good for you I guess." Five added, closing his eyes again.

"Good Morning Five, Good Morning Klaus." Allison greeted them, all dressed up to go out somewhere. "Hey Allison." Five waved, rubbing his eyes and then running his hand through his unkempt hair. "Morning Allison! You going somewhere? Got your fancy clothes on today." Klaus finger-gunned Allison. "Mhm, going to try out for a job as a tour guide. Wish me luck." Allison said, adjusting her coat. "Tour guide, huh? Good luck, maybe you'll get the job?" Five raised his brow as he prepared the coffee maker.

"Break a leg, milady." Klaus patted Allison's back before heading off to the kitchen table.

Klaus plopped in the chair and stretched all out on it.

Five sighed, "We're out of coffee beans again. Guess I'll wait to have coffee until I'm at the cafe or something." He threw the coffee pot down and turned around, leaning back on the counter. "So that's what's been happening to all our coffee, huh, Five?" Vanya walked in, putting her coat on. "Hey! No! Some of it, yeah? But not all of it!" Five jumped, not expecting her to be near. "Okay, whatever you say." Vanya snickered, pulling the keys out of her pocket.

"That's why you're so short, Fivey." Klaus winked. "You, you can shut up. No one asked you." Five turned around and pointed at Klaus. "Alright, let's go Vanya." Five turned back around and trudged away, beckoning her to follow. Vanya followed Five to the car.

Five noticed the poodle puppy, picked him up and held him. "No, you can't come with us this time, sneaky boy..." Five said, as the poodle puppy licked his cheek. Five headed back to the front door of their house, opened the door and put the dog back inside and then closed the door, going back to the car, opening that door and getting in.

There he was again though...
Thinking about those strange dreams.