A span of time that seemed like hours passed as I stared at my twin muses who were deeply entranced in their slumber. In reality, it was only just a few minutes. I became more and more anxious as I glanced at both of them eagerly waiting. Eagerly anticipating for them to transform into something new. And although it was a few minutes, those few minutes seemed to last forever.
From the last transformation, both Muses were still in the forms that they took from the final day of their most recent transformation cycle. They were both nerds, both sleeping in their vintage Star Trek pajamas. They slept peacefully on their bed, smiling as if they were experiencing a good dream. Considering the nature of imagination, there was really no limit to what form my Muses could assume. They could be a different creature or could become something magical. They could assume any object at any time that they wanted. But by some ancient law, their physical forms were permanently confined to a specific form every 100 days. That was the rule that I knew well as I ruminated and wondered what they were going to transform into next.
I glanced at both Muses and the Star Trek pajamas that they wore. Their smiles and their snores reflected a radiant glow of beauty, power, influence, charm, and splendor. Their locks of golden hair were in pigtails and felt a little greasy. Their gentle breathing was interrupted by a nasal snore.
I eagerly watched and curiously wondered when the next transformation was going to happen. They were probably in the middle of a wonderful dream, since they were both twins. Could they both be dreaming about being on the USS Enterprise? The minutes felt like countless hours as I glanced longingly at my Twin Muses.
The minutes flew by as their silent slumber continued. So what’s next when they’re no longer nerds? To review, my one Muse has been a fairy, a princess, a Galifreyan, a Zorpozian, a baby, a child, a tween, and with her twin a pair of influencers and now nerds. And even with all of those transformations, that was only the beginning. What will she be next? What will her twin assume with her? If they were both evil as nerds, I hope it not be something similar this time but something more helpful. Something more beneficial. More peaceful. More kind.
“Please,” I earnestly pleaded. “Be something good this time. No nerds that can take over the world and Thanos snap half of humanity. How about something that’s actually good? Nothing bad. Please.”
That is what I hoped every time that she transformed. In most cases, it’s not something bad. With her baby form, it wasn’t necessarily bad. Neither was it the case when they were teenagers. It was just very stressful and frustrating. Hopefully, she will be something less stressful, like her Pre-Teen form…
I continued anxiously waiting, until I heard a sound from both Muses. It wasn’t their quiet and restful breathing anymore, but a sudden gasp. A gasp interrupted their slumber. What’s going on? Are they transforming?
Then I saw it. While sleeping, the twin nerd Muses began to flash. First, it was only once. Seconds later, they flashed twice. A few seconds later, the twins flashed a few more times. This was it. My two Muses were changing their forms once again.
A series of flashes emanated from the twin Muses as they began to transform. Their bodies flashed as their beauty returned to them. Freckles vanished from their faces and thick glasses disappeared from their eyes. Their pigtails vanished, as did their Star Trek pajamas. In its place were night gowns that began to flow off the comforter. The braces on their teeth vanished and they continued flashing.
The flowing night robes began to merge with their bedding and the both began to float into the air. A large flowing cape that was their bedding and nightgown draped down, as various other objects around the room began to graft to their bedding and night gown.
This was getting too frightening, so I woke them up. “Wake up! Strange things are happening in this room!
Both my Muses woke up, still floating in the air. But their eyes were still glazed over like they were still sleeping.
“That’s weird,” My Muse told me. I just had a dream that my nightgown started growing and attached to my bedding. Then a bunch of objects started to attached to it.”
Twin Muse nodded. “Me too! And did you start floating in the air, too?”
“My Muse nodded. “Yes! And….wow! It’s really happening?”
I sighed. “Everything that you just dreamt about actually happened.”
My Muse smiled. “Then I guess we’re still dreaming! I wonder if we’ll ever wake up?”
Twin Muse smiled, as she suddenly found herself growing bigger and bigger. “Whee! I’m growing now!”
Twin Muse then picked up my Muse, who now comfortably fit in the palm of her growing hand.
The bedroom of their tower immediately changed, as the scenery transformed before my very eyes.
“Wow!” My Muse shouted. “A rainforest! I was just thinking of a rainforest!”
“This is not good,” I told them. “So you’re telling me that you’re dreamers?”
My Muse smiled as she sat comfortably perched in Twin Muses giant palm. “I guess so! You may say that I’m a dreamer!”
“But I’m not the only one!” Twin Muse sang with a laugh.
“I hope someday that you’ll join us!” My Muse continued.
“And the world will be as one!” Twin Muse finished.
I shook my head. “John Lennon reference aside, I think that this is a really bad idea. Considering how quick you altered reality, I don’t think that this is going to be a good transformation at all.
My Muse grinned as she began to shrink. “It’s fine, Kyle. It’s all a dream. When we wake up, it will all be good, okay? See you later!”
And with that, my Muse rapidly outgrew my sister’s palm, and began growing at the same rate as her before they both disappeared.
Great. Just great. Both of my Muses are going to be dreamers for the next 100 days. That’s 100 days of this entire world….no…universe being stuck in their dream. And for everyone in this dream, it’s going to be a nightmare.
100 days of this nightmare. I just hope that I can somehow survive…