Mikey laid on his stomach next to you in his room. You were both reading comic books and every now and then tickling each other. However, you both were starting to get sleepy. "How bout a midday nap, Mikester?," you asked in a happy, yet tired voice. "You know me so well," he replied as he snuggled up next to you. You both dozed off after a few seconds. You were having a rather pleasant dream about (something you would have a nice dream about lol), but Mikey on the other hand was just at the starting line of a nightmare.

You ran through the sewers, tears in your eyes as you clutched at your stomach. Mikey, who was there but was invisible to you, watched as you did so, confused as to why. "(Y/n)!," he tried calling to you, but you couldn't hear him. Suddenly, a chain wrapped around your left leg and tripped you. Invisible Mikey tried to run to your aid, but was blocked by some strange force. You curled up into a ball on the sewer ground, trying to cover your ears. Why were you covering your ears? Then, someone unexpected entered the scene. Mikey. Well, an evil looking version of Mikey. He yelled and screamed at you words that real Mikey couldn't, and didn't want to, make hear. You cringed with fear and sadness as tears streamed down your cheeks. Mikey began to cry as well as he watched himself yell at you. He would never do such a thing. "(Y/n)! (Y/n)! Don't listen to him! I'm Mikey! I'm Mikey!," he yelled, but you still couldn't hear him.

"I'm Mikey! I'm Mikey!," Mikey yelped in his sleep, waking you up. You sat up and were a little freaked out when you saw Mikey punching the air and crying. "Mikester! Mikester wake up!," you said as you shook him. You bounced on the bed a little, and that finally woke him. He sat up and covered his face with his hands, crying. You patted his back gently. "Nightmare?," you asked, completely unaware that this was way worse than a nightmare for Mikey. You were suddenly pulled into a tight hug. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry (Y/n)! I would never hurt you! Never ever ever ever ever!," he yelped, now crying into your shirt. "Mikey," you said softly, now petting his head, "I know you'd never hurt me. Why would you think that you would?" He sniffled and pulled out of the hug. Looking into your eyes, his hands lightly placed upon your shoulders, he told you the whole dream.