Static (A Darkiplier x Reader fanfic)

The Nightmare

(Y/n) pov

I was back, trapped in the inky walls of Joey Drew Studios. In the hideaway Sammy and I were staying. We were good friend before he became ink so he let me stay though we didn't really see eye to eye on some things. Sammy had just finished making some bacon soup for us. He set the bowl in front of me and my drawings, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Thanks for cooking, Sammy, " I said
"No problem," Sammy replied.
I moved my drawings out of the way and ate a small spoonful of the soup. Something tasted off. Ink. I started coughing. I heard Sammy behind me, "Sheep, Sheep, it's time for sleep. When you wake you'll be like me."
I woke up coughing, trying to catch my breath.
"Are you ok?"  Dark says, catching me off guard, making me jump a bit.
"Oh, j-just a bad dream," I say. "Can you tell me about it,"  He says. I explain the nightmare to him.
"It's just a dream, just try to go back to sleep," Dark says, lying back down.
"Ok," I say, curling back into a ball and falling asleep once more

An: Sorry this chapter was shorter than the last one, I can't write anymore today.