Doki Doki Dreamweaving Club

Doki Doki Dreamweaving Club

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Sayori walks along an old park from her memories, a place she had visited many times ago but had never seen.
It was a quaint fountain, dry as her throat.
The grasses sway to the wind, angled sharply to the side.
Bits of dust cut into her eye as she walks rig-
She heads left, to a small and lively cottage with a white picket fence and flimsy multicolored walls.
It was a colorful bundle of weeds, bright, childish, hardy in spirit but a fragile sight in this immaculate garden.

As she rides her bike into the hallway, Sayori almost collides with a flurry of four to eight year olds.
They playfully tease her about the chores she hasn't done.
Sayori picks one up and tickles her nose into one's tummy.
"Gotcha silly!"
Monika stares disapprovingly from the other end of the hallway.
"You need to help me garden, remember? It was a condition of being adopted."
Sayori pouts.
"Aw, you're no fun you meanie!" Sayori complained as the kids tugged on her maroon wool sweater.
Monika whips out her gardening card.
A task for seven kids and three dokis to supervise.
"You said you wanted this card for your collection, remember?"
"What kind of card game ties in chores?"
Monika giggled.
"The Monika Trading Card Game! This is your chance to win a rare Yuri, don't waste it."

It was hard work, much tugging at weeds while the kids lounged around and tagged.
But they needed something more than bristly tufts of grass in more dirt than grass.
Natsuki got the bright idea to become big, big bicycle and shook up the soil with the bike tires.
"Good work, Natsuki! Have a silver Sayori!"
"I wanted it!"
"You need to finish pickling your cucumbers, lady."

Sunset's crisp clung to Sayori as heavily as her sweaty smelly air.
"I need to shower, okay?"
Monika nodded.
"Alright, but then get dressed because we have to stay a night somewhere else."
"Where?"
"Your former parents are still rather upset that you ran away for no number is big enough
years, and they want you to stay at their place one last night."

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Somber air. Everyone was showered, everyone was dressed. Very formally, stuffy attire
got in the way of their bicycles but it was a bit too far to walk.

Some of the younger kids had to be told to quit texting on their cards
It was important that they be on their best behavior if they wanted Sister Sayori to stay.

They turn left
at the fountain and reach the cold neighboring mansion.

Two stone faces. Cold ornations gracing the hallway I've seen natural history museums with more life.
They refuse to speak it's a brutal guilty push off the golden fields.
Sayori can't speak.
"How many years have we spent drilling into you to start off with a proper hello?" The woman said.
Man sneers at children scared shuffling it's the fucking headline.
"" The man said.
Second littlest girl begins to cry but quickly hushed by a worried seven-year old.
"You wasted your life, by the looks of things. We need to talk about the future.
Do you see this cold blue fish eye above you? It's college. This is what you were destined to be." the woman said.
"UNGRATEFUL BRAT we've done so much for throws it all away." the man said.

Was Monika composed? No she was messy and scared. She was Natsuki's quiet shell and Sayori's reeling guilt.
But Yuri popped a raisin into Monika's mouth with grace and composure and tact.
"Grown ups do grown up things and a dried wrinkled raisin is the most grown up thing there is."
Yuri flowed elegantly as a guiding angel, beacon for the huddled masses
and breaking them free just in time for dinner.

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It's a wonderful sunny afternoon in the mansion. The kind old lady is busy in the kitchen making a french lunch of
pickled beets on salad with lemony salmon and spinach.
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Natsuki is busy setting the table while Sayori timidly helps move the chairs a bit.
"Mom and pops are gonna need two chairs each." Natsuki said.
"And make sure that you pick the chair that's half your width so that you can
earn enough happiness points to survive."
That set determined tight lips of that girl with a bright pink shirt.
It was outside of home, she was fenced closed, a stranger giving Sayori the rundown fun down.

"Dinner's ready!" The woman cheerfully sang, as she prepared her quaint European dishes
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down on by the table. But Sayori forgot to give pops an extra chair! She rushes hurriedly
"No need." The man holds up his hand. "Let's just have a sane, friendly dinner."

Sayori had some trouble eating the food. It tasted like it was outside of home.
"So I hear Sayori wants to become a music major for when she starts middle school?" the man asked.
"It will be difficult since there's not much support for the program" the woman said.
"You make sure to study hard since I'm paying good money to send you there" the man said.
Good money
Sayori kept choking on her spinach.
Natsuki was already done (for the week)
Everyone was done but her.

So she skipped ahead but she skipped ahead too late.

It was already 5 in the evening one day later and the elderly couple are simply worried about you.
"You need to eat your vegetables or else you will never return home." smiled the woman in someone else's home.
"You need to quit using the computer so much or else you will never return home." puffy cold frown like he was about to yell you to death.
"You need to study hard and live here until you can return home" the words said
flying into the Natsuki was busy not being there.
"Look at well-adjusted, perfect Natsuki. Probably doing
	the science fair project posterboard
	the handwritten two page essay
	the math project on area calculations with an essay rubric
	the lab report
	tests due sometime every other day.
And budgeting her time effectively so she can get the important things done.
You're not a Nth grader any more. And you don't have a home."

So she skipped ahead but she skipped ahead too late.

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Of course, it was so obvious. All that schoolwork Natsuki did, it was to prevent the apocalypse from happening.
A burnt desert landscape with raging fires and crumbled buildings. Sayori angrily brushed away her tears.
"Over there! A man's trapped!" Yuri piloted the helicopter over.
"MY DAUGHTER I have over 100 reasons to miss!" The man said as Sayori rushed over.
"I knew you'd come and here's why" and the man proceeded to tell her why.
I'm sure it was very important but two rats jumped the corner, wearing cyborg helmets with huge pincers attached.
Yuri quickly lopped off their heads but more came so many more came and the two dokis had to leave that poor man.

The woman. She has gone crazy from not having seen you or her husband for so long. She sends wave after wave
of her killer pet rats and it's all Sayori's fault.

It would be better if she had listened but now Sayori's stuck in a nightmare.
Don't you know you get stuck in a nightmare if you don't do well in school?

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Sayori was gone