Just pretend it's Saturday.

So, here I am, good and healthy. It was a rough couple weeks. But we're all feeling better. I say just one more week and we're fully recovered. Thanks for your support guys. And speaking of support. 250 reviews? With 26 chapters? Guys I love you all! At this rate I'll be at 300 in my 30th chapter. I'll make the face reveal at a random time and it'll be up for a little while. So keep an eye out if I hit 300. Telling you now, I'm not photogenic in any way. XD. I guarantee my skin is a light tan but the pictures make me look white as snow! But hey, a promise is a promise.

Disney Boy - Originally I was going to have Merlock come from the otherside. As in there was no Merlock in the 2017 version but there is in the 1987 version. Merlock just jumped dimensions when his plan failed in the 1987 version. I changed it because it was waaaay too complicated. So no, he's not the same. I would like to hear what ideas you had though.

Unknown - we're a lot better thank you. And you'll find out soon who that bird was. But he is a good manipulator and lier. And there is a HUGE reason why I keep putting in 1987 gags on the other side. And yes, it's a blood stone. And thanks, I try to covor my mistakes the best I can….. And then I never speak of them.

GiddyReflections - thanks, I appreciate the compliment. And yep! We're hoping right back onto Gandras side of the story. And I recommend looking into LIZO a lot. Look at the meaning! Look at the spelling! Look at it from every angle! Analyze the heck out of it! And thanks, I always appreciated when people use bible verse to help in comfort. We're a lot better now.

Angelwings2002 - *takes it like there's no tomorrow* I really need these right now. And some pain killer and chocolate if you know what I mean. And thanks, I appreciate your support.

Jp - Twi days and then they pull him back to reality. But Dewey is in a lot of danger right now so yeah, HURRY UP AND SAVE YOUR BROTHERS ALREADY LOUIE! And man, Jp, your more cuddly than a baby panda bear, you are softer than a baby kitten, and squishy as a baby bunny, what kind of harsh punishment can you think of?

darkness - Sorry, that's what happens when I forget what something is called. XD. And yes, he's possessed. The triplets, Webby, and Scrooge are on the other side right now. Along with Fenton, Gandra, Gyro, Drake, Gosalyn and Honker.

Random - so we're Cinderellaing this? This is a combination of fairytales mixedinto one isn't it. Exciting!

Lilbree - Thanks and I'm glad the flashback was able to help you. And believe me when I say they are getting more than hints.

Here we go!

"We never get to do anything!" Louie groaned in annoyance. He watched as his Uncle Doanld walked into the driver's seat and pressed in the coordinates in his gps.

"Boys," Donald sighed. A face of regret and pain hitting him hard, "If we want to keep our home a float….. We all got to do things we don't want to do…."

He watched as Donald pushed in some numbers. Once he was done, the gps spoke out their destination.

Destination, Mcduck Manor

"Mcduck Manor? As in Scrooge Mcduck?" Huey jumped out of his seat and looked at his uncle in surprise.

"The bajillion hier?" Dewey sprung up from his car seat and threw himself over the passenger seat.

"You're finally going to sell us," Louie sighed in relief and crawled on the edge of the passenger seat.

"I'm not going to sell….." Donald looked over at them confused before letting out another sigh, "He owes me."

Excitement filled Louie to the core. He waved his arm and fell back to his seat. The second he sat down, he felt the cushion seat slowly turn into a cold hard one. His back was against something hard. It was dark, he was sitting down with something soft in his arms. His vision was blurred with salty tears and he could barely see what he was holding. He gave his eyes a squeeze, letting the tears fall.

"Louie?" He heard one of his brothers call to him gently like he was talking to a child younger than him, "You ok?"

Louie opened his eyes and took a look at what he was holding. A brown pilot outfit that looked like it was made for a woman.

"You kept a secret about mom…." Louie felt his heart ache terribly. He didn't like it at all. He looked up at Dewey, sadness filling his face, "... That is not ok."

Dewey looked at his little brother, completely heartbroken at what he just said. A loud banging noise then shook the room, the door began to crack. Louie got up for the danger that was going to appear and danger sure came. A demon dog bursted through the doors like nothing but before Louie could react, he turned around and found himself inside a plane.

More tears were filling his eyes, he didn't want this, he didn't like the ache he felt. He whipped them away and looked down at a crate box to see something he didn't want to.

"Ok…. cool. So you're the reason our mom is gone," Louie heard Dewey say in an upset voice. Before them was their uncle Scrooge, looking both sad and irritated at them.

"What? No, I.. I…." Scrooge tried to speak but he was clearly in too much distress to speak properly. Louie didn't like this one bit. He was broken, his brothers were broken, his uncle was broken and if that wasn't enough, Beakly and Webby were both in distress from the tension in the air.

"You built her a crazy dangerous super rocket!" Dewey clenched his fist and his voice was ready to explode with anger.

"Which she stole early!" Scrooge snapped back. Louie felt a great pain fall in his shoulders. Seeing his brothers fight with their uncle was almost too much for him to bear.

"Then you encouraged her to keep flying through a cosmic storm? You could've called her down, there were too many variables!" Huey sounded the most upset Louie has ever seen. In fact, Louie doesn't think he's ever seen anyone this upset.

"Now boys…." Beakly wanted to calm everyone down but that wasn't happening.

"And you're the richest duck in the world!" Louie suddenly shouted. Why was he shouting? Why couldn't he stop himself from shouting at his uncle? The ball of rage built on his stomach and it was coming out like crazy, "Why didn't you send up more ships to look for her?"

"I spared no expense!" Scrooge glared at him and pointed to get his point across Louie. Louie felt a huge pain hit him in the chest. He was heartbroken and the pain only grew bigger and bigger.

"Yeah right, cheap old Scrooge probably bailed as soon as it put a dent in his money bin," Dewey crossed his arms and couldn't even look at Scrooge in the eyes. Everything was going too fast for Louie. Who were they talking about? Why is everyone so upset?

"... Even if gifting an experimental rocket to a mother of three was clearly a terrible idea!" Louie didn't even notice Webby talking through the questions and feelings he had. Scrooge moved his glare from the boys to the little girl and snapped a heart wrenching sentence that could tear anyone's feelings apart.

"This is a family matter! You are not family!" Those few words from the richest duck was enough to break the girl. Tears whelming up in her eyes as her grandmother grabbed her shoulders for comfort.

"See here Mcduck, you will not speak to my granddaughter that way." Beakly commanded. Louie just wished he could make everything stop already. The shouting, the anger, the tears, he wanted it all to stop.

"You will not speak to me that way! None of you!" Scrooge finally hit his highest point of anger. Louie almost cringed from the sound of his uncle's words hitting him like bricks, "After everything I do for you, you're all nothing but trouble!"

"This is your captain speaking! We are falling!" Launchpad's voice broke the intense moment just like Louie wanted. Only if it was better news than the plane titling to their deaths. Louie felt the gravity change and lift him off the ground.

He shut his eyes and let out a horrifying scream. Soon enough, the gravity changed back to normal and he was standing up straight. Louie was too scared to open his eyes. He didn't want to look where he was, he was already feeling hurt emotionally and didn't need it anymore.

"This looks like the start of a fruitful partnership," he heard a ladies voice tell him. Finally, he felt at rest and opened his eyes to see a lovely duck smiling down at him. Green eyes, blond hair neatly tied in a ponytail, for once he felt a lot better.

"I swore after last year's party, no one's eyes would melt out of their heads. Who is responsible for this?" A chubby boy ran in front of them and demanded like a maniac. Louie's eyes widened as he looked side to side, making sure he was talking to them.

"He did it," The blond lady pointed at him.

"What?" Louie looked up at her in surprise. She seemed so sweet for a second and now it felt like betrayal. Why did he feel so betrayed? He was only 10 for crying out loud, he shouldn't be feeling betrayed.

"You march home right this instant, and to teach you a lesson, I'm going to take your gift bags and donate them to charity," the lady kneeled down to look at him in the eyes and whispered, "It's me. The charity is me."

"What happened to working together?" Louie whispered harshly back. He couldn't describe it. How did he go from being hurt by his brothers, getting his heart torn apart by his uncle to getting betrayed by a nice lady he was clearly close to?

"Sorry sharpie, I only work for myself," The blond lady smirked. The look of pride and greed in her eyes was enough to make Louie's blood boil.

Louie shut his eye's hard and trembled from the stress he felt. He threw his arms in front ready to shove her away only to feel two bars in his palms. He opened his eyes again and saw what looked like a prison? Only it was in his room but the door had red jail bars on it.

"Ethics is concerned with how your actions negatively affect those around you." Louie felt a sense of annoyance in him. Right before him was a robot with a screen on its belly, showing him a video of a lady reading from a book. She looked familiar, but he couldn't put his finger on it. The lady let out a sigh and looked at Louie, clearly upset about something, "Look, your plans, your schemes, they only lead to bad things for your family. If you want to be a part of this family, you gotta stop."

And with that the robot stopped showing the massage to him and left. Louie didn't know why, he felt so upset, broken, like he was weak. He fell to his knees and sat down with his eyes glued to the ground. Why was he feeling all this? He didn't even remember any of these things happening to him and yet it feels like it did. Why? Louie didn't think much of it anymore. He just closed his eyes and felt the environment change once again.

He was back in a car, a limo more like it. To his right was the same lady he saw on the monitor, crying rivers. And Huey, who was doing his best to comfort her. To his left was Dewey who was looking at a present that said, To the three bravest,smartest and sharpest boys we know. It looked like a going away present. Were they leaving? Louie looked behind him to see Webby watching the limi leave the mansion. She was hugging her grandmother as tight as she could, and just the sight was enough to bring sorrow to his heart.

"I'm really gonna miss them," Louie said softly. He sat down on the limos seat while his brothers took a look at their baby triplet who had tears forming in his eyes. The green brother was heart broken, sad and depressed. Knowing just how he felt, the two older brothers pulled him into a tight hug. Louie was exhausted. He hung his head low and took a look at his fingers. On his finger was the same gold green ring he saw Goldie have. He felt another sting of sadness strike him. He didn't want to see anymore of this, so he closed his eyes, and let himself fall asleep in his brother's arms.

Louie opened his eyes once again, and this time he felt a huge weight slip off his chest. He sat up to find himself in bed, safely in his room with his brothers still asleep. Louie glanced at the calendar that said 1987 with the same circles and x mark on it.

"Just a dream," Louie sighed in relief. On his night stand was the same gold green ring he got when Goldie dropped it. He planned on returning it to her in the morning, if he can get any rest that is.

Louie hopped out of bed and walked out of his room. He made his way to the kitchen where he got himself a nice cool cup of water.

"Louie, it's 2 am lad," He heard a familiar Scottish voice call him.

"Sorry uncle Scrooge," Louie apologised, "Just had a bad dream that's all."

"Bad dream," Scrooge scoffed it off like nothing, "I have those all the time. They don't really mean anything."

"Really?" Louie's voice cracked in worry. Seeing he was in great distress, Scrooge took a seat at the kitchen table and gestured to Louie to do the same.

"What was this dream about?"

"Well," Louie took the seat and thought about it, "It started normal. Uncle Donald was taking us to your mansion. Then I was in a dark room crying with a pilot sweater in my arms. Then things got really crazy when I found myself in a plane. We were all yelling at each other like crazy. Macaroonie, I've never seen anyone so upset before. And you screamed at Webby telling her she wasn't part of our family. And then I was with this lady at a birthday party and she was mean. Oh, and near the end a lady was talking to me through some prison bars and finally I was in the limo, leaving the mansion…. forever…"

Scrooge stayed complete silent for a long while. Trying to process every little detail Louie just told him, "Anything else?"

"We did look kinda different," Louie recalled, "Kinda….. comic book looking. And we wore different clothes and Huey was the only one wearing a hat. It felt so real. Like they actually happened to me or something."

Louie heard his uncle let out a chuckle. Louie gave a small glare before saying, "Hey, what's so funny?"

"Nothing lad," Scrooge patted Louie's head, "Don't give those nasty dreams a second thought."

"But Uncle Scrooge, don't you think they might mean something important?" Louie argued.

"Now listen here Louie," Scrooge told him, "Where is your uncle Donald?"

"At the Navy," Louie answered.

"And your mother?" Scrooge asked again.

"She's in space. She's an astronaut after all," Louie chimed.

"Exactly. And you, your brothers and Webbigail are safe in me mansion," Scrooge assured him, "We have everything we could ever want here. No one is missing, no one is hurt. I will never in my life let something hurt you or your brothers."

Louie still felt a little uneasy but nodded his head to say he understood. Seeing he was still shaken up, Scrooge placed his hand on Louie's back and gave him a comforting rub.

"Let me take you lads to the bean factory tomorrow. I'm making a surprise appearance there at 7 am. A little something to get your mind off of that nightmare," Scrooge asked the little boy.

"That sounds nice Uncle Scrooge," Louie shyly nodded yes. Scrooge gave a smile and softly pushed Louie back to his room. Louie needed to relax, and a nice visit to Scrooge's job would do the trick.

Not exactly, 7 am rolled in and Louie couldn't believe what he was seeing. The triplets came along and Webby joined in too. The four kids had a gift for both Fenton and Gandra for a thank you for holding they're spot in line. While Fenton adored his GizmoDuck T-shirt and hat, Gandra was something else.

"For the love of….. someone calm her down!" Scrooge demanded.

Gandra was shaking in her seat, pushing herself away from her gift. Inside the box was the pair of headphones they got her but she immediately dropped them and fell on her chair. She shoved the chair against the wall all while Fenton tried to calm her down.

"Now now, dearest, no need to be so scared." Fenton grabbed the headphones and showed them to her, "They're just headphones."

"That's what you believe," Gandra pushed her back harder against the wall.

She snatched the headphones from Fentons hands and ran to another room. Fenton looked over at Scrooge who had a confused reaction. Fenton simply shrugged his shoulders to say he had no idea what just happened.

"Has she been getting sleep like I told her to?" Scrooge asked, a little upset at this.

"I tried Mr Mcduck, I really did. But Gandra just hasn't been getting any sleep for days. Something about bad dreams," The second Fenton said this, Louie suddenly had a spark of interest. He glanced at the room Gandra went in then back at his family. Seeing they were distracted by their conversation, Louie snuck away and into the room.

Inside, Louie saw it was her office. The blond chicken was pacing back and forth, biting her nails from all the stress she was feeling.

"Knock knock," Louie tried to lighten the mood and came in. Gandra jumped from the sudden visit but calmed down when she saw it was the little boy.

"Louie….. Shouldn't you be with your uncle?" Gandra held onto her heart and was almost out of breath.

"I wanted to…. ask about something," Louie awkwardly shut the door and walked up to her. Gandra was still alert, her body tensed up and hands shaking, "Fenton mentioned that you were having bad dreams?"

"Nightmares describe them better," Gandra suddenly replied like talking about this any longer would harm her.

"About?" Louie wanted to hear more. Gandra glanced down at the boy, fear and worry plastered in her face. She gulped down on her fear and closed her eyes momentarily.

"You should be with your uncle little one," Gandra tried to tell him. She walked to the door but Louie beat her to it. He hopped in front of the door and looked up at her.

"It's just business. Uncle Scrooge wants to know about these dreams so he can see what he can do about it. He isn't too happy about the lack of performance in the workplace." He told her. Gandra simply sighed and walked away. She placed her hand gently on the desk where her head phones laid. Her head bowed down and back to Louie.

"It starts off normal," she began, "I'm working at a technology like shop. Selling computers, tvs, normal things. But it wasn't me at the same time. I had different clothes, black clothes. Then, there was this hall….. a long, darkly lit hall….."

Gandras body tensed up even more. Her hand gripped on the edge of the desk so hard, her hand was turning whiter than it already was. Louie swore she was going to snap a piece of the desk off.

"... I was walking through this hall and at the end there was this….. black door. It sent shivers down my spine. Like I wasn't supposed to be there. I open the door and on the other side I see…." Gandra choked on the next couple words. Louie was close to getting water for her when he heard her voice go dry, "... I see a red dark room, with these horrible looking people. A black colored ghost with glowing green eyes. A woman working on her robotic arm sitting next to a rooster man with a metal beak. Then a rich man who spoke so ill of the lower class. I couldn't believe I would even be in the same room with these kinds if people. Then the three leaders, they were the worst. They spoke about how they….."

Louie noticed how Gandra suddenly stopped in mid sentence. Like she wanted to say more but was holding back. Louie titled his head in confusion before saying, "Spoke about….. what?"

Gandra felt a lump stuck in her throat. She pushed it down and finished her sentence, "... They spoke about how they wanted to overthrow the Mcduck family."

Louie's heart dropped when she said this. Her dream was way too different than his. But maybe there was one similarity.

"What did this world look like?" Louie asked.

"Look like….." Gandra loosened her grip on the desk and looked up, "It looked like…. a comic book….. Is that too weird?"

Louie shook his head no when Gandra looked at him. Louie was actually relieved when she answered that. His eyes then wondered back to the headphones on her desk. Knowing what he was thinking, Gandra spoke up again.

"My dream last night….. I saw these…. things," Gandra looked at the headphones like they were poison, "... A man….. I think he was supposed to be Fenton? But he didn't look like him. He gave me these as a gift. I was feeling so lonely and left out but the headphones gave me a feeling I never thought I would feel. A sense of belonging, but I didn't know who or where I belonged to. After I got them, the ship I was on sank….. And you were there…."

Gandra spun around and told Louie. The green triplet made a noise that made it clear he didn't know what she was talking about.

"I remember…. The ship was sinking and I told everyone to get on deck. Then the ceiling collapsed, dividing me from you kids. I told you all to leave behind and get on deck. The water then got higher and higher. It reached my neck, then over my beak and finally my head. I turned around and there I saw these glowing green eyes…. That's all I remember but It felt so real….. and these headphones….."

Gandra picked them up and held them tight. So tight Louie was sure she was about to dismantle them with her hands.

"Ever since I laid eyes on them my life has been….. glitching," Gandra dropped them back on the desk like they burned her hands, "I see things that shouldn't be there. I see my friends and family turn into people I don't know….. These headphones only made my dreams clearer and worser….."

Gandra sounded so aggressive when she talked towards the inanimate object. Louie didn't know what to say. Gandar was so stressed out from her dreams and he worried that the same would happen to him.

"Louie, there you are lad," Scrooge pulled his nephew out of the office, "I thought I lost you."

As Scrooge pulled him back, Louie looked behind him to see Gandra still looked distressed. She watched as the boy disappeared behind the door, leaving her alone.

"Worser?" Gandra realized her grammar mistake.

It was only 9 o'clock and Louie was already shaken up. He was at an ice cream shop with his friends, but he wasn't enjoying his frozen treat like them.

"Something bothering you Louie?" Dewey noticed his odd behaviour. Louie didn't respond, his gaze was on his melting ice cream. His friend's looked at one another then back at him, wondering what thoughts could be keeping his attention away from such a sweet treat.

"Earth to Louie," Huey waved his hand in front of the green triplet. Louie blinked in surprise and looked over at his brothers.

"You ok?" Dewey asked again.

"I'm…. Not really," Louie was full of distress. His friend's again looked at each other as if asking a question telepathically. Louie rolled his eyes when he saw his friends actions which surprised them. Louie never rolled his eyes like that. Of course unless he did it in sync with his brothers.

"Are you….. going to eat that?" Dewey pointed at his ice cream cup. Louie simply pushed it towards the blue loving triplet who happily received it.

Louie was too deep in thought to even eat. What were those dreams? Was it a coincidence that he had a similar dream to Gandras? Has anyones else had these dreams? What did it all mean? Louie felt like he was about to yank every single feather from his head if he didn't figure all this out.

"Isn't that Goldie?" Webby pointed across the street. Louie followed her finger and saw that Goldie was happily having a coffee at an outdoor cafe.

"I still have her ring," Louie picked the ring out of his pocket and rushed across the street. He hopped on the seat in front of her and stumbled a bit with the ring.

"Special surprise seeing you here," Goldie smiled down at the kid. Louie was finally able to show her the ring he had.

"You dropped this yesterday when we bumped into you," he explained. Goldies eyes lit up with joy when she saw what it was.

"My ring, I thought I lost this," she happily took it from his hands and placed it on her finger. She admired the jewel as she spoke, "LIOZ brands aren't easy to find you know. They make one of a kind items."

"Not really into gems but ok," Louie shrugged.

"Not into gems? That's an oddity coming from the nephew of the richest duck on earth," Goldie comment.

"I guess we're not like our uncle," Louie shrugged. Goldie folded her arms and laid them on the table.

"Would you like to be just like him?" Goldie asked, leaning a little lower so she could see him eye to eye.

"Depends what you mean by like him," Louie thought out loud.

"Oh you know, smart, brave, sharp?" Goldie asked.

"Hmmm….. well I'm sure not the smartest of my brothers, and we're both equally brave…." Louie tried to think on this.

"I've seen you before at school. You tend to show the…. sharp side of your uncle," Goldie answered for him. Louie's ears perked up when she said this. He looked up at Goldie who was still maintaining eye contact with him.

"Sharp?" Louie repeated.

"You tend to squeeze out of trouble a lot, don't you?" Goldie asked him. Louie began to fidget a bit with his fingers.

"Yeah, I do that a lot but….. I guess I do have my uncle's sharp side," Louie slowly agreed with her.

"How cute, you're like a smaller version of Scroogie. You're like his little sharpie," that was all it took. That last word from the ladies mouth echoed in his head.

Louie's eyes slowly began to widen as the word echoed louder in his head. The background was a blur, with Goldie being the only clear figure he can see.

Sorry sharpie, I only work for myself.

Louie didn't know if he was dreaming or needed glasses but the Goldie in front of him glitched into the Goldie in his dreams. It was like a video game glitch, only this was real, right? Louie jerked back in his seat and away from Goldie.

"Louie? You ok?" He heard his brother Dewey come next to him. Only his voice was different. Louie glanced at him and saw him glitch just like Goldie. His Dewey glitched into the one in his dreams. Louie didn't dare look at his other friends, he was too scared they would do the same.

"Louie? You don't look so good," Huey felt his forehead. Louie jerked away as fast as he could because the second he looked at Huey, it wasn't the one he knew. He glitched into the one in his dreams.

"This is what Gandra was talking about?" Louie loudly whispered. He ran his hands through his hair and tried to gather all his thoughts, "Glitches….. Friends aren't friends we know…."

"Louie! Stop talking nonsense! What's wrong?" Dewey shook Louie's like crazy.

"Louie!" It was Goldies turn. She grabbed Louie by the shoulders and tried to make eye contact, "Louie what do you see?"

"See?" Louie looked at Goldie and it was the same. She was glitching into someone that didn't belong in his world. Her texture changed from soft lines into the comic book style, "I see…. make it stop!"

Louie shut his eyes and threw his hands over them. He screamed in horror and shook his head, trying to shake away these images from his eyes

"You see it too? You see the other world?" Goldie whispered low enough for Louie to hear. Louie didn't care what she was saying, he only wanted it to stop.

"I don't see anything. Just….. Leave me alone!" Louie shoved Goldie away but she wasn't moving. Goldie wrapped her arms around Louie and stood up. Her face was a combination of worry and confusion. With Louie in her arms, she ran off leaving the other kids behind.

Dewey, Huey and Webby stood alone in silence. They were frightened and bewildered by what just happened.

"Should we go after them?" Dewey asked but no one knew the answer.

At a house, Gandra was sent back home when Scrooge saw just how exhausted she was. He wasn't wrong, she felt dizzy, her head spun like crazy, and she couldn't shake off these visions. Everytime she looked out the window, the world outside would start to glitch into a world she didn't know. Her house wasn't the same, the texture was different. She kept seeing a flash of purple and electric blue sparks disorienting everything in sight. She was seeing all this ever since she laid her eye's on those headphones. The ones she has in front of her right now.

She sat at her desk in her room, looking down at the headphones completely terrified. Whenever she got close enough the visions would get worse. Which made her wonder, what if she had them on? If these visions weren't going to lighten up soon might as well go to the fullest. She picked them up with shaky hands, almost dropping them. She gulped down any fear she had and threw them over her shoulders.

She had a strong grip on the frames of the headphones while her eyes were shut tight. After a couple seconds, Gandra felt a wave of relive, like things were normal again. She hesitantly opened her eyes and saw her room was the way she liked it. Still a girly pink, neat, and clean. No more glitching. Gandra felt a smile form, she was so glad the visions were gone.

She let go of the frames of the headphones and listened as her rapid heartbeat began to slow down. A small chill ran up her spine and that's when she noticed she left her window open. She got up to close it but before she could pull it down, she took a good look outside. It looked different, like the texture changed. It looked sharper and a little more artistic, like they were in a comic book. Everyone's eyes were different. Instead of normal pupils and irises, they had pie eyes. It felt as if someone took the time to redesign the world she lived in.

The scene was so unsettling that Gandra slammed the window shut only to be greeted by another surprise. Her reflection wasn't her, it was someone else. Someone with short dark hair, brown feathers and shorter. She felt her heart thump so hard it hurt her chest and everything felt hot all of a sudden. She couldn't control her fear any longer. She pushed herself away from the window so hard that she tumbled down to the ground.

"What is happening?" Gandra whispered to herself. She looked to her side to see the headphones fell off. Gandra felt her hair and was happy to see it was long and blond, like it's supposed to be.

Usually she would shake this type of stuff off. Like it's just a nightmare or a side effect of lack of sleep. But this felt different, she felt different. She didn't feel like her normal sweet and soft spoken self. She felt angered and didn't like the feeling of being so defenceless. It was because of those headphones, they were giving her these hallucinations.

This angered her even more, she was acting so defenseless against some inanimate object. She hated it, and she wasn't going to stand it. In one swift move, she grabbed onto them and ripped off one of the speakers from the headband. This made some wires spill out from the band and she ripped them out. She snapped the band in half letting more wires spill out. Because they were snapped open, the wires were throwing around some sparks of electricity but she didn't care. Gandra got on her feet and stomped on the other speaker, shattering the white shell. The red G on the shell was no longer recognizable.

She could feel the rage inside her build up even more making her hits even stronger. She stomped on them with all her might, crushing the headband, and again, smashing the inner wiring, and again, and again, and again. Tears began to spill out and drop from her face down to the ripped wires making the sparks jump even more.

She didn't understand why but the sight of electricity felt like it mocked her. It gave her feelings of familiarity but she had no connection with it, not that she can remember. It made her feel like she was missing something big in her life. Not able to stand the sight anymore, Gandra fell to her knees and grabbed the wire out of rage.

Her hands then jerked back when she felt a large shock of electricity strike both her hands. She clutched onto her palms, feeling the adrenaline die down. All sense of heat from her anger slowly faded into pain. After a while, Gandra looked into her palms to see she had burnt marks on her palms.

"Stupid headphones," She grunted in some more pain when she closed them again. She didn't feel like herself, she wasn't herself.

Well I'm done. And fun fact about this story! This is how it was originally going to start. The first chapter was going to be them in the 1987 world, living happily. As time went on, they were going to start hallucinating memorise and remember who they are slowly. But it made things too complicated for me and besides, I wanted to keep the 1987 world a surprise. Thank you all and see you next time.