บท 266: •~•Chapter 86•~•

Dream rouses slightly not more than ten minutes after he finally falls asleep when he senses someone hovering over him.

He blinks open an eye sleepily only to see Dale clutching his pillow with a petulant expression, a particularly vivid sense of deja vu hits him and he throws a hand over his face with a tired groan.

"Dale, It's not raining and there's no thunder..." He starts to say.

"Actually..." Dale cuts him off, puppy eyes out. "It's raining, Dream."

Dream takes his hand off his face to peer blearily up at him. "It's raining?" He listens intently and makes out the unmistakable pattering of raindrops. "Oh?" He mutters.

"Wait!" He narrows his eyes up at Dale. "You're scared of the rain too?" He demands in disbelief.

"No." Dale admits sheepishly, tucking his head into the pillow clutched in his arms, his blanket trailing behind him. "I got lonely." He half whispers.