Hey! I got inspiration to kinda drabble a oneshot for Skullflowershipping dedicated to a post on Tumblr from "guzmantics." I feel like I wanted to expand on it slightly, having a twist to it. Hope you enjoy!

"Where am I? Wha-what's happening?! What the hell?!" Guzma yelled, surrounded by pitch darkness.

The light of the room flickered, revealing bodies laying on the ground, unmoving. His heart pace quickened, confused at the sight. His breathing became heavy, his own thoughts becoming fogged.

His eyes widened to the bodies on the floor, all of them having either blue or pink bleached colored hair, his heart immediately skipping a beat.

No..no..!

A deep, dark evil voice laughed close by, his venom, disgusting voice echoed throughout the endless room. He could barely see the outline of a man, seeing a logo with the letter "R" placed on the upper right corner of his black suit.

"What the heck is with y'all?!" Guzma yelled, yanking at his hair while tumbling to his knees. He clenched his head so that his tiny fingernails dug into his scalp, ignoring the pain inflicting him. What happened?! Why were they laying like that on the ground..?!

Where was Plums..?!

"Hey, you're okay. You're safe with me, everything's fine..." a voice echoed in the distance very softly. Guzma immediately perked up from grabbing his head and tried looking around, knowing the familiar voice.

"What?.."

"Hey, hey. You awake? C'mon Guz, it's not what you think." The familiar voice said again, bringing him back to reality.

Guzma blinked a few times, the light above him somewhat blinding his vision for a few seconds temporarily. He felt his body covered in a thin layer of sweat, with droplets sprinkled against his forehead. The air cooled him off as he moved the blanket partially off of him.

He raised his upper body so that he was sitting, rubbing his eyes quickly so that he could actually see. He looked towards the left to see Plumeria sitting there on the very edge of the bed.

"Plums?" Guzma asked, his voice somewhat shaky, not remembering hearing her come into his room. Did she wake him up?

Wait, was that her voice he had just heard moments ago? It was almost as if, as if that angelic voice had saved him from his nightmare.

He sighed as he shifted his feet off the bed, sitting next to Plumeria. "I-..I'm sorry, I guess I just..had a bad dream." Hunching over, he leaned his elbows on his knees, covering his face with his hands.

"You idiot, it's fine, you just...just scared me that's all." Plumeria finally admitted, crossing her arms while looking at the ground, hiding a pink blush that had appeared on the apples of her cheeks.

Sometimes, he did worry her, but it was hard expressing her feelings.