Interlude: Gwendolyn

Momma wasn't happy today.

We left the nice place with the nurses, and we went back home. Momma seemed angry? Sad, too. I think she wanted to stay there, but they made her leave. The new, older man calmed her down, but I know she's still angry. I can feel it.

Her feelings are hitting me in waves. They're too loud! I want to go to bed like everyone else!

Struggling out of Queen Cecilia's hug, I slowly step past the sleeping bodies of momma's other children. I think they're my siblings, but they don't look like me. We love each other just the same, though!

Nobody moves as I struggle to pull myself onto momma's bed. The only thing that reacts is the Scary Metal Noodles! They're normally under momma's control, but when she's asleep, her neck pops and they're free. They stay above momma, watching her. I think a piece of the Scary Metal Noodles is still in momma, but I wouldn't be able to sleep if they were all permanently attached to me.

Momma does wince every time the Scary Metal Noodles leave, but she looks calmer as she goes to bed.

I know! Those bad emotions hitting me must be bad dreams! I wonder what she's dreaming about?

Eevee, Eevee, Eevee, Eevee, Eevee, Eevee, Eevee, and Eevee are all piled up on momma like…a big pile. There's no way to stop her bad dreams if they're in the way!

I pull on that feeling in my gut that I sometimes confuse with wanting food, and suddenly, Eevee is moved away, awakening only slightly at the movement.

Momma's arms are free! I think this should be enough!

Just a little bit…closer! Ahh! Momma's hugging me…and she's warm…

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I'm in momma's room…but it feels wrong. It doesn't have the normal feeling to it. It doesn't have momma in it, but it feels like it does. Like she's in the walls.

Does that make sense? I think it does.

I think I'm in momma's mind… Wait! That means I can stop the bad dreams! That's what I was doing!

But this doesn't look like dreams. Hmm, maybe…

I tug a little more of my power, and the room shatters, leaving me on some black sand near a purple and pink flowing river.

Some balls of light float down the stream, and I use my power to pull them to me.

The closest one gives me an image in my head of momma laying in a bed in the nice place holding a small version of her in her arms. This dream gives me the feeling that it should be happy, but it's making me sad instead.

Another one is an image of a momma bending spoons with her mind… I can do that! But it gives me the same feeling as the last one.

These dreams are broken! Dreams are supposed to be happy and fun, but these ones make me sad…and they make momma sad, too.

I need to find a place to put these! Somewhere where they won't hurt momma!

The river shatters, leaving me in a box. The walls are lined with TVs. This place looks dusty enough! I don't think momma comes here that often, so I can hide the bad dreams here.

I dump the bad dreams in a container with some symbols I don't recognize. It doesn't matter though since my work here is done!