Shaking, you ended the call and blocked the number for good measure; silencing your phone altogether before shoving it under your pillow and snuggling underneath the duvet. Whoever the fuck that was, they definitely weren't a scammer. Nor were they just some kid messing around with their mobile for the first time. No...No. Whoever they were knew what they were doing. They didn't just find your number "by accident". They didn't just want to "apologise". This person had deliberately dialled your number. And not just to "talk". They'd wanted to talk to you and you in particular, which freaked you out even further. Whatever. They were blocked anyway.

With a stressed-out sigh, your eyes fluttered shut a second time, exhaustion washing over your petrified body whilst you attempted to calm down your racing heartbeat and soothe your soft shivering. But even with your sleepiness and tiredness, you...you just couldn't fall asleep. Not after...Not after that. Wanting to know your name, wanting to know who they'd been watching "walk home" - sorry, wanting to know who they were "talking to" - and not wanting you to hang up on them. It...It just didn't make any sense to you. In fact, this whole "phone thing" had only added to your stressed-out state. Especially since you had the unwanted admirers and all—

Wait. Now that you thought about it, them being the unwanted admirers and wanting to know so much about you would make much more sense in that regard. God. Fucking. Dammit. Now what were you supposed to—!? "You're oddly late." A devilish voice drawled out deviously, a certain dream demon's boiler room materialising around you while you internally groaned. "What's up with that, hmm, Princess~?"

"Sorry, didn't realise I actually HAD a schedule." You dryly retaliated, sarcasm dripping from your tone as you regained some of your earlier composure. "Not MY fault I'm still stressed from this afternoon."

"That's strange. Didn't think anything in particular had happened this afternoon." Freddy curiously commented; his surprisingly sharp sense of perception throwing you off whilst you silently panicked. Crap! You didn't want him to know about the creepy caller, otherwise that would just make things even more complicated. "Something the matter...?"

"No! Nothing." Brushing it off quickly, you grew alarmed; praying that he wouldn't pry or anything like that. "I guess I'm just still feeling awkward about the unwanted admirers, and how there's more than one."

"You sure 'bout that~?" He mused evilly, a mixture of mischief and suspicion swirling between his stare, "Because, y'know, if you're lying to me~" Before you could respond, the demonic killer disappeared and reappeared directly in front of you; his left arm curling around your waist as his knifed hand stroked seductively through your hair. "You're REALLY not going to like the consequences, sugar~"

"Jeez, knock it off." You mumbled with annoyance, grasping both of his shoulders with your hands and trying your best not to become worked-up. "Of course I'm not lying. Why would I be...? You already know about the unwanted admirers..."

"Mmm...I suppose." Freddy hummed wickedly; his glowing, emerald-coloured eyes glinting as he threw you a dark glare instead. "Still though, you're not usually this bitchy. What's got you so hot and bothered this late at night anyway, sweet-cheeks~?"

"Not that you'd care." You told him under your breath, deciding to push it under the rug and pretend to feel 100% better. "So it's no big deal. You'd probably just make fun of me anyway, or act like a jerk. So can we just forget about today...? Please...?"

"Oh? And why wouldn't I care~?" He slyly questioned, behaving like his usual bad-boyish self before shrugging it off. "Could it be that one of the others actually did push one of your buttons after all...? Because if so~"

"I already said that it's nothing." You shot back scornfully, returning his glare and internally groaning. "The others were fine earlier, okay? I just had dinner and then went to sleep after making sure Norman was fast asleep with Hypnocil as well."

"I don't think someone's quite telling the truth, now do you~?" The dream demon cooed in a sickly-sweet tone, carefully caressing the left side of your face as he casually cradled your cheek with his metal finger-blades. "So what are you hiding from me, hmm~?"

"Like I said, nothing. In fact, I'm pretty tired, so why don't you go and find somebody else to pester...?" You snapped wearily, shoving him away while you spun around and stifled a yawn instead. "For instance, go back to Springwood for a bit or something."

"But I've missed you~" He lazily complained, his boredom showing due to how agitated the sadistic slasher was. "Must you always act so cold towards me~?"

"Act cold towards you...?" You echoed with narrowed eyes, now feeling completely and utterly bewildered by this point. "And what exactly is that supposed to mean...?"

All of a sudden you shrieked from surprise; not expecting to be yanked back into a certain someone's chest and cuddled from behind. "What I mean, doll-face, is that I'd like for you to be a little bit nicer to me. That's all~" He angelically summarised, his flirtatious attitude and provocative teasing forcing you feel embarrassed right off the bat.

"N-NICER to you...!? W-W-Woah! Now WAIT just a minute...!" You protested with a high-pitched voice, your alarmed arguing sounding extremely arousing to the taunting male. "I've let you come into my dreams almost EVERY night, DATED you, LET you give me nightmares - ALL whilst keeping up with my real-life studies, AND making sure that nobody finds out about you all, ALL at the same time...!"

"So~? And that gives you the right to be so cold to me, because~?" The arrogant killer murmured, resting his chin on top of your shoulder and speaking from behind. "I mean, I've spared your life multiple times - gratefully let you live, night after night, on countless occasions~?"

"Oh, give me a break...!" You coolly retorted, turning around and pushing him away a second time. "You didn't spare my life - I survived-slash-escaped on my own. You were just salty because you couldn't catch me the first time."

"Oh, is that so~?"
"Yes. Yes, it is."
"Mm...I guess you might have a point there~"
"Sometimes I wish you'd actually stay confined to only one specific dream." You sighed in aggravation, pressing your hand against your forehead and suppressing the urge to groan further. "Because you sliding into my dream can be really frustrating sometimes, y'kn—"

Before you could finish, the dream demon switched the scenery around you within seconds; the boiler room changing into your bedroom so he could purposely tackle you onto your bed instead. This, of course, made you blush without a second thought, your heartbeat flying out of control due to him being right on top of you. Oh God, oh God, oh God, what was going on here...!? Being "Nicer" to him...? Being less "Cold" to him...? What was he even talking about...!? Was he serious...? Was there a hidden message underlying his teasing words after all...? Did he really want you to be warmer towards him like you were with the others...? Were you a bit too sharp-tongued when it came to him...?

"Look..." You muttered quietly, avoiding eye contact and trying your hardest to keep your heart-rate under control. "Maybe...Maybe I'm a little bit blunt...when it comes to all of this...dating stuff...And you probably know more about it than I do...But it doesn't mean that I actually prefer the others over you, or anything like that...So you don't need to make me all...all worked-up...This is way too overboard, y'know, and—"

"I don't think this is overboard in the slightest~" The malicious male answered with another one of his psychopathic smiles, gripping you by your wrists and plainly growing somewhat possessive. "To be perfectly fucking honest, if I had it MY way, I'd prefer you stay here indefinitely~"

"Mmm...Yeah, no." You declined his offer almost immediately, realising that if you'd accepted Freddy's...invitation, that would just cause even more social conflict between everyone. "While I appreciate your rather...kind request, I think me staying here 24/7 would most likely present problems for the both of us. Don't you think...?"

"Problems~? Such as~?" He fought back with another one of his smirks, leaning on top of you whilst you were still being held down. "You don't have to worry yourself over all of that university crap, or any of the others, if that's what you're getting all worked-up about~"

"That's NOT the problem here." You scolded stubbornly, rolling your eyes before letting his lips press obsessively against yours.

"Oh? Then what IS the problem here, hmm, sweets~?"
"Your inferiority complex, mostly."
"Excuse me...?"
"You heard me."
"If that's a joke, it's NOT funny~"
"T'wasn't meant to be."
"Oh, for FUCKS sake—"
"Sorry~"