Little Dreamies

Author rant

You know what the scariest thing ever is? Waking up to a child in front of your bed in the middle of the night.

I woke up to my nephew/son at four in the morning because he wanted to know if I would love him if he were a bottle of bubbles. Strange thing to ask. Just why though?

Like yes child I love you but if you wake me up at four in the morning again, I may reconsider that (this is a joke, I love him)

Anyway, I don't know why I'm telling any of you this but you guys listen to me more than my own friends so...thanks for reading this rant. Also literally almost everything outside of requests I have written in this story is inspired by the little bug.

P.S. please do not take the nephew/son thing wrongly. He's my sister's kid but I raise him

Edit:So it turns out, the reason why my three year old wanted to know if I would still love him if he were a bubble bottle is because he got up in the middle of the night and was playing with his bubbles and spilt them everywhere so he was asking because he wanted to know if I would love him if he were a bubble bottle that spilt everywhere.

Now I have to clean up bubble liquid