#dreaming

the Dreaming around Caer Falken is LITTERED with banners, big foam fingers, and Jumbo slurpy cups

Siv looks at the mess on and near the trod and shrugs "meh"

“Woof.” He adds, with a grin.

"Oh, this is where it went..."

"Yup. " they move on "Ooo a Hemlock bobble head someone dropped"

Snort.

Dagmar isn't in the mood to dawdle. There's an egg to save!

"Okay okay" They move on trailing along the silver

“Do you want me to carry? In case you need to wham bam and bad guys?”

"Dunno if you can carry with paws, though..."

Another distressed look. He nods.

"Do you not want... I thought... I thought this sounded like the right choice?"

"And the only hold with a good library HAS a bookwyrm..."

“No, I just....” he looks at his hands. “I’m not being a good helper.”

“But I can scout ahead maybe?”

"You are. And I think it'll be okay to be Connor in the Library..."

Siv says "Oh Squire.. you help more than you know. You have any idea how many times Gerd was ready to drop me into the lake without a ship for annoying her but you took her mind off it by making her smile? "

He smiles to Siv, and trots ahead on the trod. “Villains beware!”

"mm he's getting hard on himself. Must be samhain's pull. Glad it's not affecting me much" Siv says to Dagmar. Then scratches herself

Snort.

"I said much" She says

Connor, upahead, notices immense confusion by some night mare chimera .."This.. this.." Says one seven eyed wumpus, "is just disrespectful! How are we to scare folks or go bump in the night when there's this JUNK around?"

"it's been a month... and this still littering... oh for the love.." A Hag with a belt full of shrunken heads fusses "Pennons is getting too big for its britches. this is OUR time to scare... is that a little boy?"

"Good luck scaring him while you're chucking bobble heads instead of shrunken heads" the Wumpus says

A thing under the bed, sadly without a bed, waves "Hey, Connor, How goes it?"

Connor pauses to consider these folk. And ponders. He thinks of Lilly, the scaring-est girl he knows, and calls over to the Wumpus and Hag, "I like what you've done with the place." A shiver of delightful fear, the kind that his closest girl-friend likes best. "Pollution IS scary. Even in dreams. But maybe you can spook folk into cleaning up their habits?"

And he edges to the side of the Silver, not leaving the safety, but peers to the Thing. "It's scary out there without a place to hide under. But this junk reminds me of the laundry I leave out. If someone told me that I was leaving piles of stuff that Things could hide under that would snatch up my toes.... BRR! I would be sure to try to tidy up more."

The Wumpus blinks "By Vincent Price's chorttle, the boy's right"

"Bury them in trash," the hag laughs "Drown them in refuse."

A tap on his chin. "I know a friend who isn't very tidy, and has a new bed in a new house with new parents. It's probably fresh enough that no one moved in. How do you feel about grabbing hooves that dangle out from under a safe blanket?"

The Thing without a bed says "It is and.. hey, thanks! And hooves are great. I don't discriminate"

He shakes a finger though. "If I hear you've been tugging the sheets aside to steal tickles, though, I'll sic my Knight on you! And she probably has a Flash Light."

"okay okay... I know. I knoww. Don't worry, bedroom nightmares know the rules. Nothing pierces a bed sheet. Not axe nor claw nor grasp! That is the covenent"

He beams! But luckily, the light isn't the kind that burns Things under the Bed. "Good luck!"

"Connor? Everything alright?"

"Only some monsters who are going to eat us all up!" He calls back, but his tone is light and relaxed.

"Cool then!"

"And he thinks he's not useful" Hmmph

"Good scouting!"

And he trots along.

And he scouts ahead... the girls notice the monsters talking on the side of what they'll do with the refuse

And then Connor spots something off the side of the road .. it's.. it'shim!

"Hi" Connor off the Silver says

He blinks, and his head tilts to one side. He raises a left hand, to see if it's a mirror. "Hi" He replies. Maybe it's an Advance Echo?

"Hey it's my best buddy!" He beams. Wow, it looks just like him.Except for that small patch of fur on his tiny chin. "Can I come onto the Silver and play with you?"

His brow furrows a bit. Bad things aren't supposed to be able to come up onto the silver. But can they come if invited?

He remembers the Rover telling him, Rover to Rover, never to invite a chimera onto the Dreaming

Is this a chimera though, he ponders? Or is it him? Maybe he got confused, and that Connor is the one that should be on the path. Another peep - what is the Other Buddy wearing?

The same outfit he is! Huh

Only, not the cloak!