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Wishes Come True?

First of all, thank you for reading the first chapter. I wasn’t expecting it to get likes that fast. Here’s chapter two, hope y’all like it. If you want to be added to the taglist, just make a comment.

Summary : The realization of entering the Dreaming and meeting Dream hits you like pile bricks. Doesn’t help when the Dream King is dissecting your brain of what you know. Going to his brother’s realm for a family meeting.

Word Count : 4,691

Warnings : bad language, major spoilers for season two/second book, low-key a crackfic

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So here we are, sitting at the kitchen table, across from the Dream King’s raven, Matthew, who is just eating a toasted bagel I made for him. The silence is so loud, staring at him, my coffee going cold in my hands. “So you’re real?” I asked him, but mainly, so I can have some confirmation if my sanity is still intact. “Well yeah, but when you say it like that it makes it sound that we are just some characters in a book or something.” he said. I snort at his comment. “More like a comic book, but hey who cares, right. So since you are here, why?” I inquired, taking a sip of my coffee. Matthew cocked his head, almost like he was trying to convey confusion. “Uh, the boss sent me, you know, to watch you and stuff. Make sure you aren’t like a witch or something. Although I do have to be honest, it was difficult for me to be able to travel here and find you.” he explained himself. ‘I’m not the witch that Dream is going to have to be concerned about, and of course you would have trouble getting to me, I’m real, you’re not.’ I jokingly thought.

Getting up to dump out the rest of my coffee, my head still hurting from last night's events. I open up one of my cabinets to take a painkiller in hopes of getting rid of my hangover. Reminds me to text Delia to see if she is doing okay. “So you are just going to monitor my whole day then. You don’t mind if I invite my friend over or do you think Lord Morpheus would want me to be isolating myself until he and Lucienne are able to find an answer as to the whole situation?” asking Matthew. “I think it's best if you just live your normal schedule, since clearly you know how we work.” he replied, absolutely tearing up the last piece of bagel. I hummed in confirmation. Again silence.

Then it dawns on me something important, where are we on the storyline? I don’t want to fuck something up. “So what was the last conflict or battle did you guys have to deal with?”

“Um, I guess it was when the boss saved his ex-wife from this crazy author, why do you ask?” he answered.

“It is for me to know and for you guys to stay safe. Trust me, it's for the best.” I replied. Matthew croaked. “So, would it be okay if I invited my friend over, or is that too much interaction with another person?” asking as I get ready to call Delia. “I wouldn’t, I feel like the boss would think that you are conspiring with another person,” he said. I nodded. “Well, I’m just going to call her to make sure that she’s okay.” I informed Matthew.

Dialing up Delia’s number on my phone, waiting, only ringing twice before she answered me. “Hello.” Delia spoke groggily. “Hey Delia, just calling to make sure that you are okay.” I said to her. ‘Her hangover must be worse than mine, lightweight head ass.’ I thought. “Yeah, I’m doing fine, my head is just killing me.” she whimpered out in pain. “Make sure to drink water and eat something, please. Also, I have a question.” Feeling nervous to ask her if anything happened to her last night, like mine, I can’t be the only one with this problem right now. “Shoot away.” she replied. “Did anything happen to you last night, like sleeping wise?” hesitant saying the last statement. Matthew was watching carefully. “If you’re asking if I pissed the bed, I didn’t.” she joked. “Ew gross, I wasn’t talking about that,” thinking of another way to word it without being conspicuous, “Did any of your New Year’s Eve wishes come true this morning?”

It was silent for a minute. “No sadly, I think it's because I didn't wear the underwear and manifest hard enough. Why did your wishes come true? Oh my Gods, you have to tell me everything!” excitement in her voice. “Haha, you’re so funny, as if I’m going to tell you my wishes, what if they don’t end up working huh.” I joked, trying to cover my tracks. “Boo you whore, anyway I got to go, I need to take a shower. Feeling crusty from sleep. Goodbye bestie and good luck with your wishes coming true.” she hung up on me before I could say goodbye to her. I sighed. Groaning as I contemplated what is the next move for me to make now. Putting my head down against the cold tile of the kitchen counter to help relieve the anxiety that was building up in my chest.

“So, you guys had an eventful New Year’s Eve, and what do you mean by wishes?” Matthew chirped. “It’s um, something dumb my friend convinced me into doing. Basically, on TikTok, people are like eating 12 grapes and each one you have to make a wish for each one and sit under the table before it hits the new year, and wear different colored underwear to help you do different things in your life. I just guess that's when you guys came into my life last night, but why me, though. I have enough stress from life in general, I don’t need this.” I confessed.

“I know, I really have to talk to Lord Morpheus about this whole situation, maybe it's connected somehow.” saying in a deflating tone. Matthew croaked again, “Um, that’s a lot, but are you really sure you want to talk to him? The boss doesn’t like to be pulled around.” I responded with, “Yeah, I know what I need to say, but I am just nervous, you know his majesty is so ugh. I’m already causing a problem and don’t want to be in debt to him of all beings.”

Matthew squawked. “I can see what you mean.” Trying to figure out what to do next is always so tricky. Thinking back to what Matthew said earlier, about what their last conflict was. I quickly checked and googled if anything happened in The Sandman universe. Scrolling through the different sites from their wiki, blogs hyping up for season two, nothing has seemed to change for the storyline. My next move was to open up Tumblr to see if Neil Gaiman had updated anything. The tempting feeling of just sending him a response about this situation, but pushing it behind me in fear of being called crazy on the internet. At least I know once this problem is over, they won’t come to any harm.

Still coming to terms with everything, I looked towards Matthew, knowing what my next move was not wanting to do but needs to be done. I need to talk to Morpheus. “The only idea I have is that we both go back to the Dreaming to explain to the best of my abilities. What do you think Matthew, you think he would be fine with my intrusion right now?” asking in desperation. “I guess it’s worth a shot,” he replied. “Let me just clean up, I guess, and feed my baby.” I mumbled.

“Baby?”

“My cat.” I said. I opened up her food container, hearing little feet starting to run towards the kitchen. Scooped some kibble into her food bowl, enough for the day, not sure when I was coming back. Refilling her water bowl and cleaning her litter box, making sure that her day is safe. Cleaned up after Matthew's plate and my mug. I mentally prepared myself as I walked towards my room, to sleep and meet the Dream King again, Matthew following close behind. Getting comfortable in bed once again, closing my eyes and enter the Dreaming.

Matthew was just coming back from checking up on Rose Walker and her little brother, Jed. Morpheus wanted to make sure nothing had become of the descendants of an Endless. As he was making his way to the palace, he saw a girl enter through the gates into the Dreaming. This confuses him, he wasn’t made aware that there was going to be a guest today. ‘Boss did say that something felt off in the Dreaming, just thought it was him having a crisis again over something small. Maybe this is the reason as to why.’ Matthew thought to himself. Keeping a mental note to inform the boss after giving the update.

Entering the palace and landing before Dream, who was sitting on his throne, reading a book. “Matthew you have returned, what do you have to report back?” the king spoke. “Rose and Jed are doing well, nothing to worry about for them.” Matthew reported. “Very well, you may go now.” Dream announced. “Uh boss, I don’t know if you know, but when I was heading towards the palace, there was a girl entering the gates and into the Dreaming. She entered like she knew what she was doing. Did you have a guest coming over or letting dreamers enter the realm again?” Matthew informed Dream. Dream looked to be as uncertain as the bird of the thought of an intruder. Just when he thought that he could have peace in the realm, another problem arises. “No guests or dreamers, I have made sure of that while I’m still repairing the Dreaming,” Dream admitted, “Since you mentioned this intruder, you are to keep an eye on them. Tell me when you have-” Dream was cut off by the sound of the palace door opening.

There standing was the girl that Matthew was just discussing. From where Dream sat, he couldn’t tell anything different about her, only that she was a plain human. Although taking a quick analysis of her appearance, something did feel off about her. It was the same feeling that was resonating with Dream this night in the Dreaming. ‘Could she be the cause?’ he thought.

“See, boss, I told you someone entered the realm through the gate.” Matthew defended himself. “Silence, now human, how did you enter through the gate, more importantly my realm?” Dream said, his voice boomed with authority.

“I entered through the Gate of Horn, the gate of which that only lets in those who of truth and how I entered in your realm is what I myself are still trying to figure out, Lord Morpheus” her voice tensed with fear? Her statement matches Matthew’s. “You know who I am?” Dream interrogated. “Lord Morpheus I know of all your titles, Dream of the Endless, the King of Nightmares and Dreams, Prince of Stories, Ruler of the Dreaming, and many more, sir. I know of your raven, Matthew, and your librarian Lucienne who helped keep order while you were away when you were captured. There are many things that I know of, but know this my Lord, I come to you with no harm, just curiosity.” This time she spoke with a bit more confidence, but how bold of her to bring up his capture in his presence. Anger grew within Dream, ‘How can this mortal speak so freely in my realm, in my palace.’

“How could you know of such things, you are just a plain mortal.” spite dripping from Dream’s voice.

Deciding to test this mortal by appearing in front of her. This gave him the opportunity to properly examine this human, and why she was affecting the Dreaming. All he could sense was that she was just as normal as any other human, but something was gnawing in him about this situation. It seems that she was also observing him, but more with curiosity. It did not go unnoticed how she quickly bowed her head down to avoid eye contact.

“I swear to you, I truly do not mean any harm. If you wish to ban me from the Dreaming, I will not put up a fuss. I am willing to tell you anything and everything I know if you let me stay.” she was nervous again, as she should. No lies were spoken, though, Dream had no choice but to accept her plea.“You may stay,” was all he could say. She smiled in relief in front of him. “I promise you, my lord, anything you wish to know, I will speak all that I know of, should you just ask.” There is silence once again. “My first question for you, mortal, what is your name?” he asked.

“My name is (Y/n) (L/n), my lord.” answering his question without hesitation. Before he could continue speaking, he felt that she was starting to wake up, without saying goodbye first to the king.

I open my eyes to be in Dream King’s castle once again. Just as beautiful as last time, but this time there was no time to sight see, business needed to be done. Matthew landed on my shoulder, scaring the shit out of me. “Geez, you need a bell.” I exasperated. Matthew said a simple “sorry”. “So, where is Lord Morpheus?” I asked. “I would assume the library, probably overworking Lucienne and himself with searching for answers.” Matthew responded. “Where would that be?”

“Just follow me.”

We walked through various halls, taking mental photos of the amazing architecture, anxiety rising with each step taken. Our trip comes to a stop in front of a pair of doors. The library of which has ever held every book written, not written, to be written, and knowledge of everything and everyone. Opening the walnut colored doors revealed the vast library. Trying not to be awestruck, I faced forward to meet Lucienne and Morpheus staring up from their own conversations.

“Hi.” shyly saying, closing the doors behind me. ‘Oh my lord, I’m going to vomit.’ I thought, the anxiety is high right now. Morpheus made his way over to me. “Explain yourself at once, why is it we could not find any documentation of your existence? What are you?” he demanded. “I am just a plain human I swear, and to answer your first question, it is because I do not belong to your world. In all honesty, I don't even know Matthew was able to access or travel to my universe.” I tried explaining. The Endless’ face contorted to one of confusion and frustration. “Another universe you speak of?” he probed. “Yes, where you only live within pages of comic books and a TV series. This world that you live in is purely fiction, created for entertainment for the millions, but it seems that of late I have come to the realization that I have had my wishes answered. You can even ask Matthew, he was there when I had pieced it together.”

“It's true boss.” Matthew crowed in agreement. “All this was caused by a wish, a selfish wish at that.” his eyes narrowed down on me. “Yes sir, if I could take it back, I would, but now that I am here I do wish to help in figuring out how to undo this. I only want peace for this world and its inhabitants.” I start to pick at my fingers to calm my nerves. “My lord, if I may, shall I find you books on wishes, manifestations, and the such?” Lucienne asked. “Yes, it seems that we now have a direction to go in now.” Dream accepted. He turned away from me, and headed towards a table that already had a couple books on it already. I looked towards Lucienne, “Do let me help Lucienne, it is my fault that we are in this mess.” She sighed and looked towards Dream to accept the help, him being him simply refused, already feeling the stress from Morpheus she just walked away with a cart and off to work. I gave her a sympathetic look. “Come, we have much to discuss.” Dream demanded.

I walked over to the other side of the table, and took a seat across from Dream. “So what would you like to know, your majesty?” responding to him. “How did you come to when you made your wish?” he inquired. “Um, I guess it all started when my friend was at my house, she was trying to convince me to do some New Year’s Eve traditions. The first tradition goes that if you eat twelve grapes, make a wish on each one under a table, that they will come true into the new year, which I am thinking is the one that caused all this. The other tradition is sillier, I believe, if you wear certain colored underwear, it will help in your personal life, like for instance I wore red first to help me in my love life, white for peace, blue for health, and lastly yellow for wealth to come to me.” explaining the traditions again, but in little more in depth to the king. His eyebrow cocked up at my last statement. ‘Why did I tell him what colors I wore, he didn’t need to know that? That’s so embarrassing.’ I thought, my face burning.

“So through eating grapes and making wishes you are able to come here? What exactly did you wish-” he was cut off by Mervyn. “My lord, your brother, Destiny, is calling for you in the Room of Sigils.” Mervyn informed him. “I’ll be right there.” Dream said. He looked towards me in thought before speaking, “I have no choice, since I can’t trust you yet, you will come with me to my brother’s realm.” “Really, I always wanted to know what Destiny’s Garden looks like in person.” I perked up. “That is another question for another time, but now we have to change our garb to prepare us for entering the realm,” he affirmed. He pulled out his pouch of sand and poured some into his hand. Making a ring around me with sand, it started swirling around me, making immediate changes to clothes into a deep red gown. He also changed into what I deemed Edwardian/Victorian clothes. More swirled around us, as Dream transported us to the room where it held all his siblings’ sigils.

“So through eating grapes and making wishes you are able to come here? What exactly did you wish-” he was cut off by Mervyn. “My lord, your brother, Destiny, is calling for you in the Room of Sigils.” Mervyn informed him. “I’ll be right there.” Dream said. He looked towards me in thought before speaking, “I have no choice, since I can’t trust you yet, you will come with me to my brother’s realm.” “Really, I always wanted to know what Destiny’s Garden looks like in person.” I perked up. “That is another question for another time, but now we have to change our garb to prepare us for entering the realm,” he affirmed. He pulled out his pouch of sand and poured some into his hand. Making a ring around me with sand, it started swirling around me, making immediate changes to clothes into a deep red gown. He also changed into what I deemed Edwardian/Victorian clothes. More sand swirled around us, as Dream transported us to the room where it held all his siblings’ sigils. It was like the room had speakers when Destiny announced for Dream to enter his realm, “Brother Dream. It is I, Destiny of the Endless who calls you. The family must meet. Come to me.”

Dream grabbed a hold of my hand, blushing a tiny bit at the action, as we transported through the sigil, and came out what seems like a portrait of Dream himself in Destiny’s home. “Hmm. Well met, my brother. So a family meeting…the first since the prodigal announced his intention to leave us. Well, well. It will be interesting to find out why you called us here.” Dream conversed with his brother. Me being nervous, just stood quietly behind the Dream King. ‘They are going to have their unwanted family meeting. At least I don’t have to wait for season two I guess.’ I thought to myself, giving a small chuckle. While they talked I took it upon myself to look around, making sure not to stray too far.

Wandering around, I was able to bump into Death. The feeling of excitement runs through my veins. “Oh my gods, I am finally meeting Death of the Endless, literally the best sibling of the endless. You're way more beautiful in person.” I babbled in awestruck again. She had a look of confusion, but smiled. “Thank you, and who might you be?” she asked. “Well met sister. Her name is Y/n, and she is a problem I am currently dealing with. Couldn’t risk leaving her alone in the Dreaming. You have dressed formally also, I see. My compliments.” Dream praised, appearing out behind me, making me jump. “Well then, hello (Y/n), I’m Death, Dream’s older sister, but it appears you already knew that.” acknowledging the fact I knew about her. I nervously laughed. She turned to face her brother to stick her tongue at him playfully.

“A family meeting, eh Destiny? You haven’t redecorated in the last three hundred years, I see. Oh, well. And still wearing basic gray… So what’s the occasion?” Desire says coming out of their portrait. “Destiny will tell us that in his own time, Desire. He won’t be rushed… Only two of us are left to go then.” Despair spoke, following suit of her twin, Desire. I follow behind Dream as he and his sister walk over to catch up to their other siblings.

“Only one of us who will be attending this gathering, Despair. Wherever the other is, he has made his wishes on the matter perfectly clear.” Destiny voiced.

“Yeah, but I had kinda hoped he’d changed his mind. I miss him.” Death expressed her sadness. “We all miss him.” Despair added. “I don’t.” Desire disdained. They were talking about their brother, Destruction, of course.

Following Destiny until we stopped in front of the youngest sibling’s portrait, Delirium. “Sister. Youngest of the Endless. I stand in my gallery, and I call you. Your family awaits you. Come.” Destiny requested upon the painting. Slowly, but surely she came out.

“Um, hi. It’s, uh, me…Isn’t it nICE…all of us…togETHER like thIs…it’s so…NicE…” Delirium spoke shyly. Her voice reminded me of Luna Lovegood, a distant and kind tone. “Hush, little sister. Now we are all assembled, we will walk down to the Refectory. There are things to discuss. There is something I must say” Destiny announced to the whole group. Death went up to Delirium to comfort her. “Hi, sis. How are you doing?” Her voice was kind to her. Holding her sibling by the shoulder to show support. “Uh. YesterDay I did somE reAlly BAD StuFF. I mean real bad. yoU knOw…bUt TODAY I did some gOod ThingS. I doN’t kNoW.” Delirium said, almost like she hesitates with choosing each word. Seeing their family dynamics at play was interesting to say the least.

This whole situation felt really personal, whole family meeting and all. Thankfully the walk was painfully quiet as we reached the Refectory. Everyone took their seats at the heptagonal table, leaving me feeling awkward whether I should continue standing or take their brother, Destruction, old spot. Almost like they could read my mind, Desire spoke up, “Go ahead, take a seat, it's not like our brother is going to show up anyways.” I hesitantly took the seat that was in between Dream and Desire. “So brother, you have brought a guest, what’s the occasion? Finally got a play thing?” Desire teased, purely to get under Dream’s skin. I blushed at the accusation. Dream was about to clear up our situation when Destiny spoke before him, “Silence. I have sent for refreshments. In the meantime, please, make yourself comfortable.”

“Well…here we all are.” Death said, breaking the ice. “Yes, here we all are.” Desire continued. “Uhh, yes, here we…umm…soMetimES I forGEt wHAt I was goING to say. SometiMEs I RemeMBer thinGS eveRYonE Else hAs forGOTTen foRever aNd alwaYS. Does THat ever haPPEn tO yOu?” Delirium rambled on.

“I suppose you must be wondering why I called you all here.” Destiny’s voice bellowed. Everyone was now paying attention to the eldest sibling. Dream let slip a simple “Yes.”

“The three sisters visited my garden earlier this day. In one aspect. The Grey Women.” Destiny explained. “The Fates? Here? That is indeed bizarre. I mean…this place is fate. It seems like the last place they would choose to manifest.” Despair pondered at the notion. ‘The Fates, why do they feel familiar differently?’ I thought, my brain racking with ideas trying to connect this feeling. I block out most of the sibling conversations to figure it out. This overwhelming feeling of déjà vu fills my body. My eyes widened when I remembered what happened to me, and why everything is happening. My heart starts to pound through my chest, I quickly look towards Dream in a panic. He was already standing, looking like he was about to leave. Maybe I should have been paying attention.

“This has no point. What have we to discuss?” Dream speaks up. “What have we to discuss? Well, what about you, my brother?” Desire pried. “Me?” Dream replied. “Indeed, tell me– how’s your love life? Killed any girlfriends recently? Or sentenced any more of them to hell? Maybe this mortal that you have brought is your latest victim of your affections?” Desire deride. ‘Oh no, we are at that part of the comic. What did I have to be included in this argument? Desire is just as bad as I thought.’ I thought to myself, anger building up in Dream’s defense. “... What did you say?” Dream said lowly.

“Well, you don’t exactly have trouble-free relationships, do you? Let’s see…there was that little one in Greece, what was her name? Carousel? Something like that.” Desire poked at Dream, “And that female on– what’s that pretty plane with all the twinkly lights? You know where I mean. But what you put her through wasn’t pretty at all. Oh– and I nearly forgot. Do you remember Nada?” Dream looks pissed, his anger was just radiating. “You dare…” Dream face twisted into irritation. I got up from my chair and backed away from them, not wanting to be caught in their crossfire. “Such a sweet child. She really loved you–I know. I could taste her heart. And what did you do? Because she wouldn’t stay with you until you tired of her, you sentenced her to Lucifer’s Domain. Because she hurt your petty pride, you’ve had her hurt and tortured for ten thousand years…”

Dream slammed the table with his fist, “ENOUGH. YOU have said ENOUGH, and MORE than ENOUGH. Why I should-” Dream was cut off by Destiny, “You will do nothing in this place, my brother.” Dream still heated, backed off, “I believe I will go outside…my…brother. I do not… care for the…company here.” Dream said in defeat. Death and I look towards him in hopes of if he needs comfort. Dream walks out of the room, and towards the balcony for some peace. “Well! What’s the matter with him? Do you think it could have been something I said?” Desire still instigating. “Shut up, Desire. If you ever want to speak again…shut up.” Death put them into their place. Desire held their head down.

Looking to Death as she got up and walking over to her. “I know you are about to go talk to him, and it’s best I’m not there, but can you make sure he is okay. I know he has been through a lot and want to make sure he is okay.” I requested from the Endless. She gave me a smile and rubbed my shoulder. “I will do my best, but my brother can be stubborn.” She comforted me. She started to leave to go support her brother, and I was left standing, watching the two talk.

“(Y/n) was it, may I have a word with you in private.” Destiny requested from across the room. “Um, sure.” Agreeing, feeling nervous. He led me into his garden, The Garden of Forking Ways, to speak with me. “So what is it you needed to talk to me about?” I asked. “My brother explained to me that you were simply a problem he was currently with, but that is just part of the truth, isn't it? Care to tell me the rest and why aren’t you in my Book of Destiny?” he questioned. I sighed, and told him everything that I knew and what I recently learned from getting déjà vu from hearing about The Fates.

“But I can assure you, I will not be in Dream’s path. We both know that Dream is planning on going to Hell to retrieve Nada. I will be on the sidelines, trying to find out answers to separate our worlds once more.” affirming my actions. I tried reading Destiny’s face, but I got nothing. All he did was hum in what I assume was acknowledgement.

Sand started to swirl around me, before disappearing I left Destiny one statement, “We both know what we know.”

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