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Nicolette was floating the Grasslands looking for a place to sleep for the day, it was already mid-morning and she was getting tired. She came across a small little shack. "Oh this'll work, no one will notice if I borrow a dump like this for the day." She thought as she mad her way down to the door and went to open it. But it was locked, "Weird, who'd lock up a dump like this?" She thought as she grabbed a hair pin from her hair and proceeded to pick the lock and get in, in no time at all. When she opened the door she was surprised by a spiral staircase that led deep underground, upon reaching the bottom she was welcomed by a foyer indicating the true entrance to the house.

She walked around the house finding it to contain two bedrooms, a study, a library, kitchen, a living room and a rather empty treasure room. The house was well furnished however, in fact there was a very large couch and a few chairs in the living room. "The only thing this living room is missing is a pinball machine." she thought and then she remembered she had one. She reached into her small purse and pulled out a pinball machine the size of her palm and set it on the ground. She then uttered a quick little spell and it grew in size reaching it's normal size in a few seconds. "That's better." She said with a yawn. "Guess I should probably get some sleep." She said to herself. She made her way to the smaller of the two bedroom but stopped by the treasure room on the way. There wasn't much in there, she assumed whomever owned this place spent a large sum of their treasure on the furnishings and construction of this shack. A small ornate jewelry box on the top shelf in the room caught her attention. She opened it up and saw a gold locket. She opened it up and saw a picture of a young woman, human, and her child. When Nicolette looked closer she was overcome with a mixture of sorrow and nostalgia. She recognized the woman, she was the granddaughter of an old friend of hers. "I haven't seen you in almost fifty years. And now you've grown up and had a kid of your own." She whispered to the locket before setting down on the shelf next to the jewelry box. She proceeded to the bed room and lay on the bed. Within minutes she was asleep.


While she slept, she dreamed.

She was talking with her sister. "Marcy we gotta go, Dad is calling us back to the Nightosphere." She said. "But we both know why he's calling us home and I don't wanna hear it. I'm staying here." Her sister replied. They argued back and forth for a few minutes and eventually Nicolette convinced her sister to accompany her.

They arrived in the Nightosphere and their father welcomed them. He told Marceline that she would accept the amulet and he was to retire. She argued with him and Nicolette just sat there, until Marceline suggested she lead, which their father very quickly responded with "Her? No, she can't do this job, you were the one I groomed for it Marceline and you'll do as I say." Before Nicolette could thinks he had transformed into her wolf form and attacked her father for his rude words. Violence was not uncommon in their family, but it was never bad enough for any serious harm to any of them, but her father didn't fight back. When she came to her senses, Marceline was gone. She went to check on her father - .

Nicolette awoke with a jolt. "That damn dream again, ugh I need to go play some music." she said as she got up and made the bed. She made her way back to the living room where she found an empty corner. She placed a small paino on the floor and uttered the same spell as before. Seconds later there was a beautiful baby grand piano in the once empty corner. "That'll do nicely." She said. Focusing on keeping a smile on her face she began to play the piano. She played so long she didn't even notice the time when she got around to looking at a clock it was around 6 in the evening. "Well I suppose I should take a shower." she thought and made her way to the bathroom. She turned on the water and was in the shower for quite some time. Spending as much time simply enjoying the water as anything else.