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The memory of yesterday morning was still fresh in his mind, and even with his peripheral vision he got the sense that her eyes were intensely focused on him much more than usual. \n            Once he finished his plate, being the first one done, Cobalt spoke first as he turned to his father, Bandit.\n            “Hey Dad, is it okay if I use the office computer today? I need to do some research for a school assignment.”\n            “Sure thing, I might need to use it a bit for work later on, but I’m in no rush,” Bandit said once he finished swallowing his forkful of syrupy French toast. “As long as schoolwork’s [i]all[/i] you’re usin’ it for.”\n            \"Yes, I know,” Cobalt replied with a slight roll of his eyes. 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Bandit took notice of her unsettling grin as she lifted the french toast, her eyes staring at the sticky syrup slowly dripping back down on the plate. \n            “Uh, babe… you good?” he asked, raising a brow.\n            “Yeah, of course, honey” Chilli said with a huff, licking her lips. \n\n            “I’m just feeling… [i]hungry.”[/i]\n\n            Cobalt gently closed the office door behind him when he entered, sitting down on the rubber ball chair before logging into his account on the PC. Once he was in, he opened the browser and immediately began to type in the search bar.\n            [b]“lucid dreaming”[/b]\n            [i]“[/i][i]Lucid dreaming is[/i][i] the experience of achieving conscious awareness of dreaming while still asleep.”[/i]\n            “Nah, that’s not quite it…” Cobalt whispered to himself. 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It wasn’t until he’d started having dreams about Sapphire that his dreams had been getting gradually more… ‘intense’, and the stress of holding in his secret feelings for his half-sister were surely taking its toll on his mental health. \n            But what was he supposed to do? He wasn’t a fan of the idea of seeing a therapist, and it wasn’t like he could just [i]force[/i] himself to fall out of love with Sapph… \n            Cobalt’s fingertips idly rapped gently on the keyboard as he fidgeted, considering another option… he could confess. Tell Sapphire how he felt about her. Rip the bandage off, so to speak.\n            He shook his head silently, immediately shutting down the idea. He imagined a thousand different ways that could go, and it was difficult to imagine one where she’d ever realistically return his feelings. Cobalt held his head in his hands for a few moments as he tried to think of something else to research. 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Few have claimed to have this telepathic ability, but accurate studies to prove its existence have proven difficult, and thus is currently considered to be merely a work of science-fiction.”[/i]\n            Cobalt remembered something odd that Sapphire had said in his dream the other night: \n            [i]“I was hoping you’d show up in my dream again.”[/i]\n            He rested his elbows on the desk with his hands folded over his mouth, deep in thought. The chances were slim, and this could all just be in his head, but… what if there really was something to this ‘dreamwalking’ theory? If that were the case, then Sapphire really would be in love with him as well.\n            Cobalt blushed not only at the possibility, but also as he remembered all the things they’d done in their dreams. He thought back on the very first vivid dream he could recall of his beloved half-sister. \n\n            [i]Tck, tck, tck, tck.[/i] \n            The red clock on the wall kept loudly ticking in the same place over and over again as Cobalt sat at his desk at school, his pencil tapping against paper as he looked down at the words before him. It was only one question, which seemed to be nothing more than a jumbled mess of square hieroglyphs and circular symbols.\n            “Uh… sorry, Mrs. Azawakh, w-what’s this first question say?” he asked his teacher, who was in a mascot costume of what appeared to be a giant can of creamed corn and was standing on top of her desk with her arms stretched stiffly out at her sides. \n            “Well if you’d been [i]paying attention in class,[/i] you’d know it clearly says, ‘Berlicath tor in aurinouk, yel no morixan a zugrid velika?”\n            “Oh, ok- wait, what?” Cobalt asked. But before he could get any further response from his teacher, she floated up into the ceiling and disappeared. He looked down at the test, seeing 4 multiple-choice answers. All he had to do was circle one. \n            [list=1][*]Your life\n            [*]Your reason\n            [*]Your destiny\n            [*]All of the above[/list]\n            Cobalt furrowed his brow, dreading what could happen if he failed this test. But if there was anything he’d noticed in his years at school, it was that if a multiple-choice question had ‘all of the above’ as an answer, chances were fairly good that [i]that[/i] was the correct choice. \n            He circled ‘D’.\nSuddenly, the door to the classroom opened, and in rushed a familiar but frantic-looking Texas Heeler.\n            “Sorry I’m so late Mrs. Aza-!” Sapphire stopped when she noticed that herself and Cobalt were the only ones in the classroom. “Cobalt? Where is everyone?”\n            He shrugged, looking back down at his test only to find that it had mysteriously disappeared.\n            “So… since no one else is here, I guess school’s out then?” Sapph gestured to the hallway, holding the door open. Cobalt looked around and nodded in agreement, wondering why he was still even here to begin with.\n            In an instant, he found himself sitting with Sapphire on the rooftop of the school as the sun was setting, much like the sort of scene in so many anime he’d seen before. Cobalt sat with her for some time, only looking out over the city as the sun kissed the horizon.\n            “What…” Sapphire began to speak after an uncomfortably long silence. “What do you want to do after high school, Cobe?”\n            “After high school?” Cobalt repeated. He hadn’t thought much about his ambitions for University. What he wanted to do in life, what interested him as a career. Other than drawing, he didn’t really have many creative hobbies; most of his free time, much like many boys his age, had been spent playing video games or watching action shows. “I guess if I could be anything at all, I’d want to… be a superhero.”\nSapphire burst out laughing.\n            “I-I wasn’t [i]serious![/i]” Cobalt said as he looked at her, blushing in frustration. “I know that’d never actually happen, but I always thought it’d be cool is all…”\n            “No, no, that was a good answer!” Sapphire’s laughter died down as she wiped a tear from her eye. “And that’s what I’ve always loved about you, Cobe. Your sense of adventure.”\n            “Wh-what you’ve always loved about me…?” Cobalt asked, wondering what she meant by that. He’d had an ever-growing crush on his half-sister since he was old enough to [i]have[/i] crushes, so to hear her saying the words ‘love’ and ‘you’ in the same sentence made his heart skip a beat. \n            “Hm, did I say that?” Sapphire asked, giving him a sad smile. “I’ve just been… thinking lately. Once we graduate in a few years, we might not see each other as much anymore. Assuming we don’t go to the same university, that is.”\n            “Oh, huh. I guess you’re right. I hadn’t thought of that.” Cobalt turned to the sunset again, watching the sky turn a radiant red as it sunk into the skyline.\n            “Can we promise each other something?” Sapphire said before turning to him, her face getting closer to her brother’s. “Promise me that… no matter where life takes us, we won’t ever drift apart. Not even a little bit. Okay?”\n            “Of course, Sapph.” Cobalt felt his cheeks get hot the longer Sapphire stared into his eyes. “I-I promise I’ll always be there for you.”\n            “And I promise, too. Because to me, you’re not just my half-brother, Cobe. You’re my best friend, and you always have been. Really.” Sapphire’s hand rested on his, her fingers reaching under his palm as she held it. “But if I’m being honest, I’d like to be more than [i]that,[/i] even.”\n“            W-wait, whad’ya mean by more than-”\n            Before Cobalt could finish, he was stopped by the sweet taste of his sister’s soft lips pressed against his own. The rooftop scenery quickly faded into static, like an old television set losing its signal.\n\n            That promise. As Cobal sat at the office computer, he realized he’d never actually made such that promise to her in real life, because they’d never had such a conversation about their futures. But if there was a chance she somehow remembered that promise… then he might finally have some definitive answers about what was going on with him. It might be a long shot, but it was worth a try. Could he really be a ‘dreamwalker’?\n            Cobalt took out his phone, looking at her contact and wondering if he should ask her about it right away. He thought for a minute, but decided against it; he needed to find a way to bring it up subtly, and in-person.\n            Just when he was about to put it away, he suddenly heard a sound indicating a new text. By sheer coincidence, it was Sapphire.\n            [i]‘Hey, just wanted to say thanks again for yesterday. Sorry if I’ve been weird lately, lol. Just have a lot on my mind. achool stuff.’[/i]\n            [i]‘*SCHOOL stuff XD’[/i]\n            Cobalt smirked, picturing the look on her face after making that typo before he typed his reply.\n            [i]‘Bless you, lol jk. No worries, same here. I know [/i][i]I been[/i][i] kinda spacey lately, I just zone out sometimez. Our dad would probably say, “that’s just teenagers, kid”. LOL’[/i]\n            [i]'LOL SO TRUE’ [/i]she replied, and Cobalt began to type again. Just being able to text her almost made him forget all of his worries. \n            Almost.  \n            [i]‘I had a lot of fun yesterday too. I hope you liked the drawing’[/i]\n            [i]‘Are u kidding of course I do! It’s on my desk right now, I literally cant stop looking at it lolol. Getting that beauty FRAMED <3’[/i]\n            Cobalt felt a warmth in his heart at that reply, knowing that she truly meant it. But as he recalled yesterday in detail, he felt there was something he needed to address. \n            [i]‘I always like hanging out with you Sapph, I hope you know that’[/i]\n            [i]‘Same to you, something up?’[/i]\n            [i]‘I just hope I didn’t do or say anything to upset you yesterday. If i did, i didn’t mean to’[/i]\n            Cobalt stared at the screen as he watched that dreaded [i]‘...’[/i] move up and down as she typed out her response for several minutes. \n            [i]‘You’re totally fine Cobe! We’ve known each other since we were practically babies, but things are changing so fast. Sometimes I forget how different boys are from girls, and how our brains think differently sometimes. You didn’t do anything wrong. Like I said, I’ve just had a ton on my mind. But you’re my bro and my best friend. I love you’[/i]\n            Cobalt looked at the message. ‘Love’. Of course, she’d only meant ‘I love you’ as her brother and friend. To assume otherwise would be way out of line. He then tapped his fingers on the keys, typing out,\n            [i]‘Do you remember our promise to each other? On the school rooftop’[/i]\n            He held his thumb over the ‘Send’ button. He desperately wanted answers, but at the same time, he was scared of what those answers might be. The future was scary. Change was scary. But above all, the unknown was [i]terrifying.[/i] If he discovered he had some kind of fantastical power to enter other dogs’ dreams… what then? Would Sapphire hate him for having invaded her privacy? And after everything they’d done in their dreams, how would things change between them if they turned out to be real?\n            Cobalt held down the backspace, instead simply texting her,\n            [i]‘I love you too’[/i]\n            He set his phone down again, thinking that was that as he resumed his research. But after a few minutes, his phone buzzed yet again. When he looked at what Sapph had sent him, he nearly fell off the rubber ball chair.\n            It was a selfie of Sapphire in her bed, with her head tilted aside and arm raised up as her hand rested on her pillow. The angle at which she’d taken the photo gave Cobalt the point-of-view as though he were directly on top of her as she gave the camera an alluring smile.\n            [i]‘Just thought I’d send you seomthing else to draw, if you want to, lol’[/i]\n            [i]‘*something, can’t type today DX‘[/i]\n            He could feel his mouth beginning to salivate at the appealing image, unsure of how he could reply that wouldn't come off as horny or creepy. So he only sent a simple,\n            [i]‘Thx’[/i]\n            [i]‘U like?’[/i] she replied.\n            Of course, Cobalt couldn’t say no.\n            [i]‘Yeah >///>’[/i]\n            Yet another long pause. \n            [i]‘Shit, maybe I shouldn’t’ve added that blush emote,’[/i] he thought as his phone shook in his hands, wondering how she’d respond, if at all. Or if, in the best-case scenario, she might send him another picture. After what felt like torturous hours of waiting, but was really only a few minutes, she finally replied,\n            [i]‘[/i][i]Thats[/i][i] [/i][i]hood[/i][i] cause I enjoy modeling for u LOLLL see you at school tomorrow Cobe <3’[/i]\n            [i]‘*GOOD not [/i][i]hood[/i][i] stupid fingers fuckin fsdjkfdsdfn XD’[/i]\n            If only Cobalt knew what kind of selfie she had considered sending him next, her thumb having hovered over the ‘Send’ button until she quickly deleted it forever. \n            Cobalt took a moment to recover from that conversation, his breath slowing down as his adrenaline waned. He was just about to continue looking up more about his dreams when he heard a light tap on the door, swinging open.\n            “Hey, how’s the research comin’ on, Cobalt?” Bandit asked as he walked in.\n            “O-oh, it was good, Dad. Very informative.” Cobalt replied, putting his phone away.\n            “Good on ya, well I need to use the computer now, so do you mind if I…?” Bandit trailed off as he asked, though he was getting to that computer one way or another.\n            “Sure thing, I’m done for now anyway I think,” Cobalt wobbled a bit as he got off the rubber ball chair without a fuss, giving Bandit the room as he headed for the door. \n            “Thanks, kid,” Bandit said with a grunt as he squatted down and pressed his weight down on the ball.\nBut before Cobalt left, he remembered something he wanted to ask his father.\n            “Hey, Dad…” he turned his head, his hand still on the doorknob. “So, all my siblings, what we talked about the other day.”\n            “Yeah, mate?” Bandit turned to his son, wondering what could be on his mind now.\n            “Do I… have any [i]other[/i] siblings? Ones you still haven’t told me about?”\n            “No, at least I [i]hope[/i] not. That’d be news to me.” Bandit chuckled casually.\n            “Okay, just wanted to know. Thanks, Dad.”\n            With that, he gently closed the door, leaving Bandit alone in the office.\n            “Huh, wonder what brought that about…” Bandit muttered to himself as he looked at the screen. But then, the page the browser was still on sent a cold shock down his spine.\n            [b]‘dreamwalking’[/b]\n\n            “Ah, [i]biscuits.”[/i]\n\n            Cobalt went down the hall and retreated to the guest toilet - the least-used restroom in the house. He locked the door and immediately pulled out his phone, opening the picture that Sapphire had sent him before downloading it into his gallery for safekeeping. There was nothing inherently sexual about it, so there was no real harm in having it on his phone’s hard drive, it was just… a 15-year-old girl. In her bed. In a somewhat provocative pose. But for a horny teenage dog like Cobalt, that was [i]more[/i] than enough to get him riled up. \n            He leaned back a little in the seat, beginning to fondle and rub his sheath until the tip of his canine penis began to pop out. He let out a sigh as he imagined the girlish smell of Sapphire’s bedroom, the sensation of her soft fur on his as he got on top of her. His thoughts became more vivid in his mind as he pictured rubbing his tip against her squishy dark mound, her slick warmness enticing him inward. He gathered some saliva in his mouth and drooled onto the head of his cock, using it as lubricant as he felt himself penetrating his half-sister’s tunnel. He could distinctly feel the fleshy ridges massaging his throbbing length as he slowly moved his hips back and forth across the toilet seat, sticking his tongue out a little as he felt it moving around Sapph’s.\n            By this point, he was now fully immersed in another one of his vivid hallucinations, though this one was self-induced. He broke the lewd kiss with Sapph and moved down to her armpit, which was still raised just as it was in the picture she’d sent. He pressed his nose to the warmness under her arm, reveling in the intoxicating natural scent of her body. He didn’t particularly have a [i]fetish[/i] for armpits, but when it concerned Sapphire, it was different. He was attracted to every inch of her, from top to bottom, so something about that photo, with her arm raised like that, admittedly made him a bit curious - and in his own imaginary world, he didn’t mind indulging a little bit in this curiosity. Exploring parts of her that he’d likely never get to experience for real life. \n            Sapphire let out an airy moan as Cobalt slowly licked her armpit, spreading her legs a bit wider for her brother. He took the invitation and eagerly pushed himself inward, his knot pressing firmly against her entrance. But Cobalt didn’t mind, focusing more on the pleasure the top half of his member was receiving. He humped into her a little faster, his tongue never breaking contact with the addicting musk of Sapphire’s sweaty under-arm. As he did, he suddenly felt a light tug on his ear as Sapphire gently bit down onto it, who was groaning louder through her teeth the harder he thrust into her.\n            Cobalt rocked his hips with a hard but steady motion, enjoying the rough play as his movements caused her to bite down on his ear a little harder. He enjoyed the cute little grunts his sister let out with each of his quickening thrusts, her hot breath brushing against his ear. He adjusted his weight distribution a bit and lifted her hips up before pinning her shoulders hard against the bed like a wrestler as he put in her a mating press, his senses clouded by the wonderfully musky taste of her pit all the while.\n            Sapphire bit down harder still, though it only served to make Cobalt even more aroused; if anything, the pain only served as a motivator for him to fuck her as hard as he could. He softly groaned out in a mixture of pleasure and pain as he pounded Sapphire’s soaking cunt without mercy, the lustful thought of flooding her eggs with his hot seed egging him on.\n            “You wanna get pregnant?” Cobalt whispered under his breath, a whimper escaping his lungs as he neared his orgasm before his mouth returned to her armpit. \n            “Y-yes… yes… fuck…” said Sapphire though her teeth as she nodded, her sharp canines sinking into Cobalt’s ear. “Do it… knock-up your sis.”\n            With her words of approval, Cobalt clenched his eyes and let himself loose, pounding harder and harder as he lapped at her sweaty underarm until…\n            “Ngh!” he whined as he finally came, shooting his spunk onto the bathroom rug as he came back to reality. Cobalt opened his eyes again to see only the phone in his hand, still on the photo Sapphire had sent him.\n            [i]‘Well, that was… something.’ [/i]he thought as the post-nut clarity hit him. He closed the photo and put his phone away, feeling a slight sense of guilt and shame for having masturbated to a picture of his half-sister’s armpit. He dried the sticky mess off himself with toilet paper and scrubbed the spot he’d left on the bathroom rug as well, flushing it down and washing his hands with soap after. \n            When Cobalt looked up at himself in the mirror, he leaned in a little closer at something strange he’d noticed. He couldn’t believe his own eyes, but there was no mistaking it. Just when he thought things couldn’t get any weirder…\n\n            His left ear had bite-marks. ",
  "writing_bbcode_parsed": "<span style='word-wrap: break-word;'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cobalt&rsquo;s hand trembled as he held the Monarch butterfly hairpin in his open palm, struggling to process how any of this was possible. Perhaps, he thought, he really <em>had</em> met that mysterious blue heeler last night at the park after all. He had no recollection of returning home - was he simply so tired that he&rsquo;d passed out right there on the spot and had somehow been <em>carried </em>home? No, that would&rsquo;ve been quite impossible; how would that stranger have known where he lived? Then again, he&rsquo;d referred to himself as Cobalt&rsquo;s &lsquo;big brother&rsquo;... what did he even mean by that, anyway? Did Cobalt somehow have yet another half-sibling that his dad had never told him about? <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Another option, though just as uncertain, would&rsquo;ve been that Cobalt had somehow accidentally taken Sapph&rsquo;s pin without either of them realizing it. Perhaps when they&rsquo;d been in the water together, it&rsquo;d fallen off of her and gotten snagged into his own fur somehow? And then, in his sleep, he&rsquo;d somehow felt it stuck to him and plucked it off? It seemed equally unlikely, but more reasonable in Cobalt&rsquo;s eyes. Even so, he could have sworn that he <em>did</em> go to the park last night, and he <em>did</em> meet a blue heeler that had a striking resemblance to his dad calling himself his brother. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&lsquo;<em>I&#039;ve been having so many of these strange dreams lately. But is any of this for real-life... or not?&rsquo;</em><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cobalt looked around his room, beginning to wonder if even now, he could still be dreaming at this very moment. He was becoming increasingly unsure of what to trust anymore; even in his waking hours, he still experienced these temporary lifelike &lsquo;hallucinations&rsquo; that felt no different than reality. If he were to have another one of these visions at an inconvenient time&hellip;<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He shuddered at the thought of how these maladaptive daydreams could potentially ruin his life.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Today was Sunday morning, so he had no personal commitments and nowhere he needed to be. So for Cobalt, that meant he had to use as much free time as possible to research his situation. Figure out how to stop it, before something really bad happened. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Taking one more look at the butterfly hairpin in his hand, he set it carefully on his bedside table - making a mental note to return it to Sapphire first-thing on Monday - before scratching at his scruffy hair as he got out of bed.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When Cobalt and his parents had their breakfast of French toast and fruit, he still felt like he had to avoid eye-contact with his mum, Chilli. The memory of yesterday morning was still fresh in his mind, and even with his peripheral vision he got the sense that her eyes were intensely focused on him much more than usual. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Once he finished his plate, being the first one done, Cobalt spoke first as he turned to his father, Bandit.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Hey Dad, is it okay if I use the office computer today? I need to do some research for a school assignment.&rdquo;<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Sure thing, I might need to use it a bit for work later on, but I&rsquo;m in no rush,&rdquo; Bandit said once he finished swallowing his forkful of syrupy French toast. &ldquo;As long as schoolwork&rsquo;s <em>all</em> you&rsquo;re usin&rsquo; it for.&rdquo;<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;Yes, I know,&rdquo; Cobalt replied with a slight roll of his eyes. Ever since he&rsquo;d been caught <em>once</em> for secretly using the office computer for some of his &lsquo;personal curiosities&rsquo;, it seemed like Bandit was never going to let him live it down.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;I kid, I kid,&rdquo; Bandit chuckled, taking a big chug of his cranberry juice. &ldquo;I&rsquo;ll let you know when I need you off it, but it&rsquo;s all yours &lsquo;til then.&rdquo;<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Thanks, Dad!&rdquo; Cobalt took his dishes, getting up from the table to bring them over to the sink. Noticing his mum had finished her bowl of fruit, he grabbed it to put it in the sink as well.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Thanks, Cobalt,&rdquo; Chilli said, resting her hand on his forearm. He stood still for a moment in hesitation, noticing a strange look in the eyes behind her glasses. Something about the way her words came out when she spoke to him almost sounded&hellip; seductive? And the way she smiled at him, though there were only so many ways one <em>could</em> smile, seemed a little&hellip; off, somehow. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cobalt blamed his perception on his erratic hormones, choosing to think nothing of it.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;N-no worries, Mum,&rdquo; he said, leaning in and giving her a quick kiss on the top of her head before bringing her bowl to the sink and leaving the kitchen in a hurry - before things felt even more awkward.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Chilli looked on as her son left the room. As she turned back to the remaining food on her plate, she pierced her fork into the last bit of French toast, swirling it in the viscous syrup that had stuck to the dish. Bandit took notice of her unsettling grin as she lifted the french toast, her eyes staring at the sticky syrup slowly dripping back down on the plate. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Uh, babe&hellip; you good?&rdquo; he asked, raising a brow.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Yeah, of course, honey&rdquo; Chilli said with a huff, licking her lips. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;I&rsquo;m just feeling&hellip; <em>hungry.&rdquo;</em><br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cobalt gently closed the office door behind him when he entered, sitting down on the rubber ball chair before logging into his account on the PC. Once he was in, he opened the browser and immediately began to type in the search bar.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>&ldquo;lucid dreaming&rdquo;</strong><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&ldquo;</em><em>Lucid dreaming is</em><em> the experience of achieving conscious awareness of dreaming while still asleep.&rdquo;</em><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Nah, that&rsquo;s not quite it&hellip;&rdquo; Cobalt whispered to himself. In fact, it was quite the opposite - he didn&rsquo;t typically know he was dreaming at first, if at all, yet his dreams felt so real all the same.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>&ldquo;vivid dreams&rdquo;</strong><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&ldquo;Vivid dreams are exceptionally clear, with detailed sensory perceptions and emotions. Mental health, sleep disorders, and substance-abuse can influence frequent vivid dreams. They are thought to offer insight into our subconscious mind and reflect unresolved emotions or worries.&rdquo;</em><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Substance-abuse was out of the question; Cobalt had never drank, nor even so much as <em>seen</em> a drug in his life. A sleep disorder, maybe? Possibly, but no one had ever told him he snored or talked in his sleep, and he&rsquo;d never found himself sleepwalking. But mental health, <em>that</em> seemed like the most likely cause of all. It wasn&rsquo;t until he&rsquo;d started having dreams about Sapphire that his dreams had been getting gradually more&hellip; &lsquo;intense&rsquo;, and the stress of holding in his secret feelings for his half-sister were surely taking its toll on his mental health. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But what was he supposed to do? He wasn&rsquo;t a fan of the idea of seeing a therapist, and it wasn&rsquo;t like he could just <em>force</em> himself to fall out of love with Sapph&hellip; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cobalt&rsquo;s fingertips idly rapped gently on the keyboard as he fidgeted, considering another option&hellip; he could confess. Tell Sapphire how he felt about her. Rip the bandage off, so to speak.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He shook his head silently, immediately shutting down the idea. He imagined a thousand different ways that could go, and it was difficult to imagine one where she&rsquo;d ever realistically return his feelings. Cobalt held his head in his hands for a few moments as he tried to think of something else to research. That hairpin&hellip;<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He straightened his posture and typed,<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>&ldquo;can you bring something back from a dream&rdquo;</strong><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Of course, all the results he found seemed to understandably point to a unanimous &lsquo;no&rsquo;; but one of the comments from a public forum about dreams he&rsquo;d discovered caught his attention.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&ldquo;never had that happen yet sadly :( but i can dreamwalk tho, anyone else?&rdquo;</em><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Curious, Cobalt looked up <strong>&ldquo;dreamwalking&rdquo;</strong> to learn more about it. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&ldquo;Dreamwalking, similar to astral projection, is the hypothetical power to telepathically leave the physical boundaries of one&#039;s own mind while asleep. The dreamwalker&rsquo;s soul can then potentially enter someone else&#039;s dream or to even travel to other worlds. Few have claimed to have this telepathic ability, but accurate studies to prove its existence have proven difficult, and thus is currently considered to be merely a work of science-fiction.&rdquo;</em><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cobalt remembered something odd that Sapphire had said in his dream the other night: <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&ldquo;I was hoping you&rsquo;d show up in my dream again.&rdquo;</em><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He rested his elbows on the desk with his hands folded over his mouth, deep in thought. The chances were slim, and this could all just be in his head, but&hellip; what if there really was something to this &lsquo;dreamwalking&rsquo; theory? If that were the case, then Sapphire really would be in love with him as well.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cobalt blushed not only at the possibility, but also as he remembered all the things they&rsquo;d done in their dreams. He thought back on the very first vivid dream he could recall of his beloved half-sister. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>Tck, tck, tck, tck.</em> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The red clock on the wall kept loudly ticking in the same place over and over again as Cobalt sat at his desk at school, his pencil tapping against paper as he looked down at the words before him. It was only one question, which seemed to be nothing more than a jumbled mess of square hieroglyphs and circular symbols.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Uh&hellip; sorry, Mrs. Azawakh, w-what&rsquo;s this first question say?&rdquo; he asked his teacher, who was in a mascot costume of what appeared to be a giant can of creamed corn and was standing on top of her desk with her arms stretched stiffly out at her sides. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Well if you&rsquo;d been <em>paying attention in class,</em> you&rsquo;d know it clearly says, &lsquo;Berlicath tor in aurinouk, yel no morixan a zugrid velika?&rdquo;<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Oh, ok- wait, what?&rdquo; Cobalt asked. But before he could get any further response from his teacher, she floated up into the ceiling and disappeared. He looked down at the test, seeing 4 multiple-choice answers. All he had to do was circle one. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;[list=1][*]Your life<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;[*]Your reason<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;[*]Your destiny<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;[*]All of the above[/list]<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cobalt furrowed his brow, dreading what could happen if he failed this test. But if there was anything he&rsquo;d noticed in his years at school, it was that if a multiple-choice question had &lsquo;all of the above&rsquo; as an answer, chances were fairly good that <em>that</em> was the correct choice. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He circled &lsquo;D&rsquo;.<br />Suddenly, the door to the classroom opened, and in rushed a familiar but frantic-looking Texas Heeler.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Sorry I&rsquo;m so late Mrs. Aza-!&rdquo; Sapphire stopped when she noticed that herself and Cobalt were the only ones in the classroom. &ldquo;Cobalt? Where is everyone?&rdquo;<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He shrugged, looking back down at his test only to find that it had mysteriously disappeared.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;So&hellip; since no one else is here, I guess school&rsquo;s out then?&rdquo; Sapph gestured to the hallway, holding the door open. Cobalt looked around and nodded in agreement, wondering why he was still even here to begin with.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;In an instant, he found himself sitting with Sapphire on the rooftop of the school as the sun was setting, much like the sort of scene in so many anime he&rsquo;d seen before. Cobalt sat with her for some time, only looking out over the city as the sun kissed the horizon.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;What&hellip;&rdquo; Sapphire began to speak after an uncomfortably long silence. &ldquo;What do you want to do after high school, Cobe?&rdquo;<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;After high school?&rdquo; Cobalt repeated. He hadn&rsquo;t thought much about his ambitions for University. What he wanted to do in life, what interested him as a career. Other than drawing, he didn&rsquo;t really have many creative hobbies; most of his free time, much like many boys his age, had been spent playing video games or watching action shows. &ldquo;I guess if I could be anything at all, I&rsquo;d want to&hellip; be a superhero.&rdquo;<br />Sapphire burst out laughing.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;I-I wasn&rsquo;t <em>serious!</em>&rdquo; Cobalt said as he looked at her, blushing in frustration. &ldquo;I know that&rsquo;d never actually happen, but I always thought it&rsquo;d be cool is all&hellip;&rdquo;<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;No, no, that was a good answer!&rdquo; Sapphire&rsquo;s laughter died down as she wiped a tear from her eye. &ldquo;And that&rsquo;s what I&rsquo;ve always loved about you, Cobe. Your sense of adventure.&rdquo;<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Wh-what you&rsquo;ve always loved about me&hellip;?&rdquo; Cobalt asked, wondering what she meant by that. He&rsquo;d had an ever-growing crush on his half-sister since he was old enough to <em>have</em> crushes, so to hear her saying the words &lsquo;love&rsquo; and &lsquo;you&rsquo; in the same sentence made his heart skip a beat. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Hm, did I say that?&rdquo; Sapphire asked, giving him a sad smile. &ldquo;I&rsquo;ve just been&hellip; thinking lately. Once we graduate in a few years, we might not see each other as much anymore. Assuming we don&rsquo;t go to the same university, that is.&rdquo;<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Oh, huh. I guess you&rsquo;re right. I hadn&rsquo;t thought of that.&rdquo; Cobalt turned to the sunset again, watching the sky turn a radiant red as it sunk into the skyline.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Can we promise each other something?&rdquo; Sapphire said before turning to him, her face getting closer to her brother&rsquo;s. &ldquo;Promise me that&hellip; no matter where life takes us, we won&rsquo;t ever drift apart. Not even a little bit. Okay?&rdquo;<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Of course, Sapph.&rdquo; Cobalt felt his cheeks get hot the longer Sapphire stared into his eyes. &ldquo;I-I promise I&rsquo;ll always be there for you.&rdquo;<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;And I promise, too. Because to me, you&rsquo;re not just my half-brother, Cobe. You&rsquo;re my best friend, and you always have been. Really.&rdquo; Sapphire&rsquo;s hand rested on his, her fingers reaching under his palm as she held it. &ldquo;But if I&rsquo;m being honest, I&rsquo;d like to be more than <em>that,</em> even.&rdquo;<br />&ldquo;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;W-wait, whad&rsquo;ya mean by more than-&rdquo;<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Before Cobalt could finish, he was stopped by the sweet taste of his sister&rsquo;s soft lips pressed against his own. The rooftop scenery quickly faded into static, like an old television set losing its signal.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;That promise. As Cobal sat at the office computer, he realized he&rsquo;d never actually made such that promise to her in real life, because they&rsquo;d never had such a conversation about their futures. But if there was a chance she somehow remembered that promise&hellip; then he might finally have some definitive answers about what was going on with him. It might be a long shot, but it was worth a try. Could he really be a &lsquo;dreamwalker&rsquo;?<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cobalt took out his phone, looking at her contact and wondering if he should ask her about it right away. He thought for a minute, but decided against it; he needed to find a way to bring it up subtly, and in-person.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Just when he was about to put it away, he suddenly heard a sound indicating a new text. By sheer coincidence, it was Sapphire.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&lsquo;Hey, just wanted to say thanks again for yesterday. Sorry if I&rsquo;ve been weird lately, lol. Just have a lot on my mind. achool stuff.&rsquo;</em><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&lsquo;*SCHOOL stuff XD&rsquo;</em><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cobalt smirked, picturing the look on her face after making that typo before he typed his reply.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&lsquo;Bless you, lol jk. No worries, same here. I know </em><em>I been</em><em> kinda spacey lately, I just zone out sometimez. Our dad would probably say, &ldquo;that&rsquo;s just teenagers, kid&rdquo;. LOL&rsquo;</em><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&#039;LOL SO TRUE&rsquo; </em>she replied, and Cobalt began to type again. Just being able to text her almost made him forget all of his worries. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Almost.&nbsp;&nbsp;<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&lsquo;I had a lot of fun yesterday too. I hope you liked the drawing&rsquo;</em><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&lsquo;Are u kidding of course I do! It&rsquo;s on my desk right now, I literally cant stop looking at it lolol. Getting that beauty FRAMED &lt;3&rsquo;</em><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cobalt felt a warmth in his heart at that reply, knowing that she truly meant it. But as he recalled yesterday in detail, he felt there was something he needed to address. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&lsquo;I always like hanging out with you Sapph, I hope you know that&rsquo;</em><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&lsquo;Same to you, something up?&rsquo;</em><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&lsquo;I just hope I didn&rsquo;t do or say anything to upset you yesterday. If i did, i didn&rsquo;t mean to&rsquo;</em><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cobalt stared at the screen as he watched that dreaded <em>&lsquo;...&rsquo;</em> move up and down as she typed out her response for several minutes. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&lsquo;You&rsquo;re totally fine Cobe! We&rsquo;ve known each other since we were practically babies, but things are changing so fast. Sometimes I forget how different boys are from girls, and how our brains think differently sometimes. You didn&rsquo;t do anything wrong. Like I said, I&rsquo;ve just had a ton on my mind. But you&rsquo;re my bro and my best friend. I love you&rsquo;</em><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cobalt looked at the message. &lsquo;Love&rsquo;. Of course, she&rsquo;d only meant &lsquo;I love you&rsquo; as her brother and friend. To assume otherwise would be way out of line. He then tapped his fingers on the keys, typing out,<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&lsquo;Do you remember our promise to each other? On the school rooftop&rsquo;</em><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He held his thumb over the &lsquo;Send&rsquo; button. He desperately wanted answers, but at the same time, he was scared of what those answers might be. The future was scary. Change was scary. But above all, the unknown was <em>terrifying.</em> If he discovered he had some kind of fantastical power to enter other dogs&rsquo; dreams&hellip; what then? Would Sapphire hate him for having invaded her privacy? And after everything they&rsquo;d done in their dreams, how would things change between them if they turned out to be real?<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cobalt held down the backspace, instead simply texting her,<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&lsquo;I love you too&rsquo;</em><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He set his phone down again, thinking that was that as he resumed his research. But after a few minutes, his phone buzzed yet again. When he looked at what Sapph had sent him, he nearly fell off the rubber ball chair.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It was a selfie of Sapphire in her bed, with her head tilted aside and arm raised up as her hand rested on her pillow. The angle at which she&rsquo;d taken the photo gave Cobalt the point-of-view as though he were directly on top of her as she gave the camera an alluring smile.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&lsquo;Just thought I&rsquo;d send you seomthing else to draw, if you want to, lol&rsquo;</em><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&lsquo;*something, can&rsquo;t type today DX&lsquo;</em><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He could feel his mouth beginning to salivate at the appealing image, unsure of how he could reply that wouldn&#039;t come off as horny or creepy. So he only sent a simple,<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&lsquo;Thx&rsquo;</em><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&lsquo;U like?&rsquo;</em> she replied.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Of course, Cobalt couldn&rsquo;t say no.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&lsquo;Yeah &gt;///&gt;&rsquo;</em><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Yet another long pause. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&lsquo;Shit, maybe I shouldn&rsquo;t&rsquo;ve added that blush emote,&rsquo;</em> he thought as his phone shook in his hands, wondering how she&rsquo;d respond, if at all. Or if, in the best-case scenario, she might send him another picture. After what felt like torturous hours of waiting, but was really only a few minutes, she finally replied,<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&lsquo;</em><em>Thats</em><em> </em><em>hood</em><em> cause I enjoy modeling for u LOLLL see you at school tomorrow Cobe &lt;3&rsquo;</em><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&lsquo;*GOOD not </em><em>hood</em><em> stupid fingers fuckin fsdjkfdsdfn XD&rsquo;</em><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;If only Cobalt knew what kind of selfie she had considered sending him next, her thumb having hovered over the &lsquo;Send&rsquo; button until she quickly deleted it forever. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cobalt took a moment to recover from that conversation, his breath slowing down as his adrenaline waned. He was just about to continue looking up more about his dreams when he heard a light tap on the door, swinging open.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Hey, how&rsquo;s the research comin&rsquo; on, Cobalt?&rdquo; Bandit asked as he walked in.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;O-oh, it was good, Dad. Very informative.&rdquo; Cobalt replied, putting his phone away.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Good on ya, well I need to use the computer now, so do you mind if I&hellip;?&rdquo; Bandit trailed off as he asked, though he was getting to that computer one way or another.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Sure thing, I&rsquo;m done for now anyway I think,&rdquo; Cobalt wobbled a bit as he got off the rubber ball chair without a fuss, giving Bandit the room as he headed for the door. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Thanks, kid,&rdquo; Bandit said with a grunt as he squatted down and pressed his weight down on the ball.<br />But before Cobalt left, he remembered something he wanted to ask his father.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Hey, Dad&hellip;&rdquo; he turned his head, his hand still on the doorknob. &ldquo;So, all my siblings, what we talked about the other day.&rdquo;<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Yeah, mate?&rdquo; Bandit turned to his son, wondering what could be on his mind now.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Do I&hellip; have any <em>other</em> siblings? Ones you still haven&rsquo;t told me about?&rdquo;<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;No, at least I <em>hope</em> not. That&rsquo;d be news to me.&rdquo; Bandit chuckled casually.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Okay, just wanted to know. Thanks, Dad.&rdquo;<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With that, he gently closed the door, leaving Bandit alone in the office.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Huh, wonder what brought that about&hellip;&rdquo; Bandit muttered to himself as he looked at the screen. But then, the page the browser was still on sent a cold shock down his spine.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>&lsquo;dreamwalking&rsquo;</strong><br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Ah, <em>biscuits.&rdquo;</em><br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cobalt went down the hall and retreated to the guest toilet - the least-used restroom in the house. He locked the door and immediately pulled out his phone, opening the picture that Sapphire had sent him before downloading it into his gallery for safekeeping. There was nothing inherently sexual about it, so there was no real harm in having it on his phone&rsquo;s hard drive, it was just&hellip; a 15-year-old girl. In her bed. In a somewhat provocative pose. But for a horny teenage dog like Cobalt, that was <em>more</em> than enough to get him riled up. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He leaned back a little in the seat, beginning to fondle and rub his sheath until the tip of his canine penis began to pop out. He let out a sigh as he imagined the girlish smell of Sapphire&rsquo;s bedroom, the sensation of her soft fur on his as he got on top of her. His thoughts became more vivid in his mind as he pictured rubbing his tip against her squishy dark mound, her slick warmness enticing him inward. He gathered some saliva in his mouth and drooled onto the head of his cock, using it as lubricant as he felt himself penetrating his half-sister&rsquo;s tunnel. He could distinctly feel the fleshy ridges massaging his throbbing length as he slowly moved his hips back and forth across the toilet seat, sticking his tongue out a little as he felt it moving around Sapph&rsquo;s.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;By this point, he was now fully immersed in another one of his vivid hallucinations, though this one was self-induced. He broke the lewd kiss with Sapph and moved down to her armpit, which was still raised just as it was in the picture she&rsquo;d sent. He pressed his nose to the warmness under her arm, reveling in the intoxicating natural scent of her body. He didn&rsquo;t particularly have a <em>fetish</em> for armpits, but when it concerned Sapphire, it was different. He was attracted to every inch of her, from top to bottom, so something about that photo, with her arm raised like that, admittedly made him a bit curious - and in his own imaginary world, he didn&rsquo;t mind indulging a little bit in this curiosity. Exploring parts of her that he&rsquo;d likely never get to experience for real life. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Sapphire let out an airy moan as Cobalt slowly licked her armpit, spreading her legs a bit wider for her brother. He took the invitation and eagerly pushed himself inward, his knot pressing firmly against her entrance. But Cobalt didn&rsquo;t mind, focusing more on the pleasure the top half of his member was receiving. He humped into her a little faster, his tongue never breaking contact with the addicting musk of Sapphire&rsquo;s sweaty under-arm. As he did, he suddenly felt a light tug on his ear as Sapphire gently bit down onto it, who was groaning louder through her teeth the harder he thrust into her.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cobalt rocked his hips with a hard but steady motion, enjoying the rough play as his movements caused her to bite down on his ear a little harder. He enjoyed the cute little grunts his sister let out with each of his quickening thrusts, her hot breath brushing against his ear. He adjusted his weight distribution a bit and lifted her hips up before pinning her shoulders hard against the bed like a wrestler as he put in her a mating press, his senses clouded by the wonderfully musky taste of her pit all the while.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Sapphire bit down harder still, though it only served to make Cobalt even more aroused; if anything, the pain only served as a motivator for him to fuck her as hard as he could. He softly groaned out in a mixture of pleasure and pain as he pounded Sapphire&rsquo;s soaking cunt without mercy, the lustful thought of flooding her eggs with his hot seed egging him on.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;You wanna get pregnant?&rdquo; Cobalt whispered under his breath, a whimper escaping his lungs as he neared his orgasm before his mouth returned to her armpit. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Y-yes&hellip; yes&hellip; fuck&hellip;&rdquo; said Sapphire though her teeth as she nodded, her sharp canines sinking into Cobalt&rsquo;s ear. &ldquo;Do it&hellip; knock-up your sis.&rdquo;<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With her words of approval, Cobalt clenched his eyes and let himself loose, pounding harder and harder as he lapped at her sweaty underarm until&hellip;<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&ldquo;Ngh!&rdquo; he whined as he finally came, shooting his spunk onto the bathroom rug as he came back to reality. Cobalt opened his eyes again to see only the phone in his hand, still on the photo Sapphire had sent him.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>&lsquo;Well, that was&hellip; something.&rsquo; </em>he thought as the post-nut clarity hit him. He closed the photo and put his phone away, feeling a slight sense of guilt and shame for having masturbated to a picture of his half-sister&rsquo;s armpit. He dried the sticky mess off himself with toilet paper and scrubbed the spot he&rsquo;d left on the bathroom rug as well, flushing it down and washing his hands with soap after. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When Cobalt looked up at himself in the mirror, he leaned in a little closer at something strange he&rsquo;d noticed. He couldn&rsquo;t believe his own eyes, but there was no mistaking it. Just when he thought things couldn&rsquo;t get any weirder&hellip;<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;His left ear had bite-marks. </span>",
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