No Ones Pov:
John Dory trampled over his laptop and collapsed on Rhonda's rugged blue couch.
The dark teal color of the couch matched with the other orange furniture. The couch contained several sewn cuts and a small soft yellow blanket across it.
He immediately fell into a deep sleep vulnerable to dreams and nightmares.
Inside The Dream!
*In the depths of Grandma Rosiepuff Pod.
The lights were dim as 4 out of the 5 brozone brothers were fast asleep in their bedroom. Spruce and Clay were curled up together on a beanbag drool dripping out of their mouths.
Floyd laid on the floor fast asleep.
Baby Branch was laid down next to Floyd, also fast asleep.
John Dory, still wide awake, began to sing...
🎵 I promise as one does🎵
He walked over to the light switch
🎵I-I will protect you, at all costs🎵
He flicked off the light switch and began walking over to floyd
🎵Keep you safe here in my arms🎵
He gently picked up floyd and stroked his magenta hair softly.
🎵 I-I will protect you🎵
He tucked floyd into bed laying a kiss on his forehead
🎵 At all costs🎵
Notices Baby Branch and scoops him up having him sleep in his lap
🎵 at all costs.....🎵
His dream flashed into a nightmare as his brain remembered these memories and the promises he made to them
He pictured his little brothers
"HOW COULD YOU BETRAY US," yelled Nightmare Spruce.
"You tore our family apart," sobbed Nightmare Floyd.
"I twought you wuved us..." murmured Baby Branch crying.
"Well go f**k off" JD Clay blurted.
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John Dory awoke, sweat pouring down his forehead. He shot up and looked around taking a deep breath. He immediately got up, groaning slightly as he sat back down, his back arched in slight discomfort. He speaks in a strained tone,
"Oh no, he gotta ChArLiE HoRsE-"
He sighs, stretching his back as he leans a little more into his bed. He leaned back until he felt his back crack, and his body relaxed. He closed his eyes for a moment, leaning his head against the wall. He was exhausted no matter how much sleep he got, maybe it was the couch. He wouldn't admit to himself it was more than that. He couldn't admit it was the nightmares he had every night about his brothers. It would draw him deeper into the pit of depression he built for himself, the sadness and grief he feels. He mourns for no dead bodies, yet the disappearance for his brothers who were so far away. He opens his eyes, looking around the armadillo van. He couldn't help but think to himself.
"Is this seriously the life I built for myself? What the f-..."
His thoughts got disrupted by the sound of screaming, it was deafening. He covers his ears, yet his curiosity grew by the sound, was it Rhonda? Was it...something else? He slowly arised from the couch, and stepped toward the door. He hesitantly twists the knob slowly, a rush of adrenaline hitting him as the sound grows while the door creaks open...
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No One Gets Me
FanfictionJohn Dory has been on his own for 3 years with just the company of his armadillo pal Rhonda and the guilt of abandoning his siblings when they needed him most. John Dory starts his solo career alone when he meets Delta Dawn, the queen of the country...
