This scenario was requested by TjMusicNotes05 SO LONG AGO. Sorry for not doing it sooner and sorry for not updating in awhile, my inspiration ducts were running dry. I decided it was about time I update this story and so I don't upset anyone, I decided to do her scenario request. The prompt was "Nightmare". I thought that was a pretty interesting prompt so I tried my best with the help of my sister. So you can scroll down to find your preferred Koopaling, just like old times or you can read all the scenarios just for fun!

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Ludwig 

You awoke in a cold sweat. You checked the alarm clock on your bedside table. It was only 3 am. You sighed, you couldn't get back to sleep so you decided to get a little snack. You slid out of bed and skulked to the kitchen, you felt like one of those  sexy secret agents from TV. You finally made it to the kitchen and stealthily got your [fav snack]. You began to open the packaging and it felt like the whole kingdom could hear you.

"What are you doing up so early?" Ludwig asked. The sudden question made you jump, almost causing you to drop your snack. 

"I should be asking you the same question…." You retorted, slightly annoyed. Ludwig chuckled. "Oh darling, you know that my insomnia keeps me up at night. Now your turn." You sighed. "I was just looking for a snack." 

"Well, here I am. What did you need?" He teased. You felt your cheeks get hot. "No. Actual food. But that's not all, I had a nightmare and...now I can't go back to sleep." He raised his eyebrow. "Really? What was it about?" You sighed. "I...don't really want to talk about it." 

He shrugged. "I respect your wishes but you really must get some sleep. Come with me." He said, taking your hand. He led you to his office, where his black grand piano covered with symphony drafts and soffer mugs sat. He sat down on the bench and patted the seat next to him. You didn't know why he wanted you to sit next to him, you couldn't play piano. 

He stretched his fingers and began to play. You watched as his long, nimble fingers danced across the keys. You soon realized that he was playing Silent Night and he was singing along with the original German lyrics. Your eyelids soon became heavy and you yawned quietly. You soon found yourself succumbing to the strong spell of sleep. You rested your head on his shoulder. He chuckled, and stopped playing. He lifted you bridal style and carried you back to your guys' bed. 

Roy 

You laid awake in the bed that you and Roy shared. You were laying on his back. He liked it when you did that because it reminded him of his old Koopa shell and he missed being a Koopa. You looked at his tired face, being King really took it out of him. You gave his cheek a hard jab with your finger. He groaned and gently pushed your finger away. "Ugh….what do you want [woman/man]?" 

"Baby, I had a bad dream~" You replied suggestively, applying a gentle kiss to his neck. He chuckled."Are you sure it wasn't a wet dream?~".You rolled your eyes at him. "Yes, I'm sure." He sat up, causing you to fall off of his back and onto your bed.

He then effortlessly picked you up and pulled you into a cuddle. "Now, tell me all about this "bad dream" that's been occupyin' your pretty little head. Was it about me?" It was pretty hard to talk when your face was so close to his soft chest. You shifted your body to a more comfortable position. "W-well yes. You just killed me, that's all."

He gave a surprised look. "What?! Why?" "You were taken over by some evil force and then...well...you practically crushed me and choked me to death." You replied. "Are you sure it was a nightmare? The way your explainin' it, it sounded like you didn't mind too much. You got a fetish for that or somethin', dollface?" 

"What?! No! It's just that, I don't wanna sound cliche or too cringey or anything but...I feel safe now in your arms. Like nothing can hurt me." You replied, a light blush forming on your cheeks. "Well technically...I could." He said, flexing his muscles causing him to squeeze the air out of your lungs. He stopped as you began coughing. You gently pushed him away. "Stop...that..." 

"Relax, [Y/N], I was only teasin' ya. I'd never do that to ya, I love ya too much!" He said, helping you back up. You thought he desperately needed to find a new sense of humor. 

Iggy

"What's wrong with you, [Y/N]?" Iggy asked drowsily when he heard you crying in your sleep. "I had a bad dream…"You whispered. "Well stop crying, I'm trying to sleep." He replied coldly. You wiped your own tears away. "Are you okay? Because this is the part where you're supposed to comfort me or something." "Last time I checked this isn't just some cliche x reader where the boyfriend does unrealistic things for their partner's enjoyment." He replied. 

You sat up in bed. "Iggy, you're being kinda rude and it's really uncalled for. What's going on? You know you can tell me anything." 

He sighed and sat up next to you. "I've never really mentioned this before but...Bowser was such a terrible, neglectful Father, if I can even call him that. He's not deserving of the title, at least when it comes to us Koopalings anyway. He couldn't care less about us, it was always about Bowser Jr., his real son. I didn't grow up with someone to tell me it was going to be okay when I was afraid, I never had anyone to cuddle with or wipe my tears when I had a bad dream--"

You interrupted Iggy's depressing monologue with a warm hug. "Iggy, I'm sorry that you had to endure such a thing but...if it makes you feel any better...I'm here for you now. Bowser can't hurt you anymore."

He returned your hug and you began to run your fingers through his long, green hair that you rarely got to see out of his palm tree ponytail. 

"Iggy, I want to be that someone that tells you everything will be okay when you're afraid and I want to be that someone that cuddles with you and wipes your tears away when you're upset. So, please, tell me when you feel upset. I can't help you if you won't let me in." You said. He gave you a gentle kiss on the cheek. 

"Thank you, [Y/N]. I will." 

Wendy 

"Hey babe, are you alright?" Wendy asked when you jolted awake. "No, not really, I had a nightmare." 

"Really? What was it about?" She asked. "Well it's kinda stupid but we kind of just broke up, ya know? Because of all the pressure and paparazzi. I know your family doesn't really approve of me very much. It's been really tough adjusting to this whole royal life thing. I dreamed that we ended up splitting up because of all the stress and pressure." You replied. 

Wendy stifled a giggle. "See, this is why I wasn't going to tell you in the first place!" You exclaimed, your cheeks flushing in embarrassment.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to make fun of you. It's just I find it ridiculous that I would break up with you for something so stupid! I love you [Y/N], no one could change the way I feel about you!" 

"Thanks W--"

"Unless someone revealed that you were secretly cheating on me and they had obvious, real proof but I know that isn't happening, right [Y/N]?" She interrupted, gently elbowing you. "Because if that is happening, you really aren't going to like it when I--"

"Yeah, yeah. I get it Wendy." You chuckled. 

Morton 

"Y-yes? What is it, [Y/N]?" Morton asked when he drowsily answered the phone. 

"Sorry, if I woke you up, Morty. If this is a bad time I can call--"

"No, no, no, this is a good time. Are you okay, [Y/N]?" He asked, genuinely concerned.You chuckled sheepishly. "This is kind of a stupid thing to call about but...I had a nightmare where I was being drowned by….some people that I know. It felt so real...and now I'm a little afraid.  I heard they drowned another kid and...I don't want to be next." 

Morton knew you had been the victim of bullying for a while now, but you never told him who it was. You didn't want him to get involved, you believed it would only make the situation worse. Morton was a sexy tank, if you revealed who your oppressors were, they most likely wouldn't live to tell the tale after Morton was finished with them.

"[Y/N], you know Morton loves you, right? Morton really wishes [Y/N] could confide in him and ask him for help but….no matter what happens…Morton'll always be there for [Y/N] if [Y/N] needs him." He replied. You blushed. His voice has always had such a calming effect on you. "I...love you too, Morty. Hearing you say those things...makes me feel much better. I don't feel very afraid anymore, thank you! I have to go now, I have a really important test in 1st period, so I really need to get some shut eye! Good night, love you!" You replied happily before hanging up.

Morton was happy he could help. Even though you didn't feel afraid anymore, he did. He was very worried about you but he decided to push those thoughts aside and go back to bed.

Bowser Jr. 

"Hey, [Y/N]. What're you doing up? Didn't you go to sweep a few hours ago?" Jr. asked you.

"Yeah, but I had a nightmare so..I woke up."You explained. "Well, whenever I used to have nightmares, Papa would comfort me and tell me dat everyding will be okay 'cause he'd never let anyding hurt me." Jr. replied. "You really think that would work?" You asked. 

"Of course I do! It worked on me so it's full pwoof!" He replied. Unexpectedly, he placed your head on his lap. He patted your head and ran his hands through your [hair lngth] [hair clr]. 

"Jr--"

He shushed you extravagantly. "Isn't dis nice, [Y/N]?" 

"Yeah I guess but...is this exactly what your Dad did to comfort you?" You asked.

"Oh, no,no. I made up dis method just for you, [Y/N]! Are you feewing rewaxed yet?" He asked. You did actually feel better. In some odd way, this did make you feel safe and relaxed. Like nothing could hurt you.

"Yeah, yeah I am." 

Larry 

Larry was playing video games on his Nintendo Switch on his flat screen TV when you woke up. You two were having a sleepover before you both had to go to a gaming tournament the next day. "Larry, what are you doing up so late? We need to get all the sleep we can get before the tournament tomorrow!" You exclaimed.

"I could ask you the same thing." He replied. "I had a bad dream, that's all. This is the finals we're talking about! We've come so far, we can't fail now…I just really don't want to mess things up. I guess my anxiety is just really getting to me, even in my dreams!" You laughed. 

"You're stressing too much, you need to learn to chill out." He patted the spot on the carpet next to him and you sat down. Larry patted your head and smiled. "Don't worry about it too much, m'kay? You're the best gamer I know, other than me of course! If you stress too much then you're definitely going to fail!" He told you.

You nodded slowly. "Yeah, you're right. Can I join in on the next game?" You asked, referring to his video game. 

"Sure!" He replied. "Doofy O?" He offered, holding out his cereal box. You happily accepted. 

Lemmy 

You and Lemmy were having one of your usual sleepovers. "[Y/N]? [Y/N] are you okay?" Lemmy asked when he heard you crying in your sleep. 

"N-no," You whimpered. "I had a nightmare d-dat my D-daddy died in da war…" You cried. Lemmy crawled over to your sleeping bag and hugged you tightly. "Dere, dere, [Y/N], it's alwight. Don't dink like dat, if you dink positively, positive dings will happen!" He told you.

You sniffed and tried to stop crying but the tears and snot kept coming. Lemmy offered you a tissue and gladly accepted, taking a mighty blow. He continued to hug you until you felt better. 

"Danks, Wemmy. I feel much better now...but I still don't dink I can fall asweep…" You admitted. 

"Dat's okay, we could watch [ur fvrt tv shw when u wre 6]?" Lemmy suggested and you nodded happily. You both watched the show together until you drifted off to sleep.

And there you have it folks! This was certainly an...interesting prompt to work with and most of these weren't very planned out lol but I hope ya'll still enjoyed these short little scenarios!