An indeterminable amount of time had passed since I began staring at my twin muses who were both in a deep sleep.  In reality, it had only been a few minutes. My anxiety gripped me tighter as I glanced at both of them with impatience.  I wanted them so badly to transform into something new.  And despite it just being a few minutes, those few minutes seemed to last forever.

From the last transformation, both Muses were still dreamers.  Dreamers that were actually fast asleep, both wearing pajamas that flashed mysteriously in different colors.  They slept peacefully on their bed, smiling as if they were experiencing a good dream.  Considering their imagination, the forms that my Muses could assume knew no limit.  They could be anything from a different creature to a magical being.  They could even become a different object.  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 flashing pajamas that they wore. The room that I was in rapidly changed its scenery.  From a tropical rain forest to a hot desert surrounded by miles of sand dunes.  Their smiles and their snores reflected a radiant glow of beauty, power, influence, charm, and splendor.  Their locks of golden hair extended and retracted before my very eyes.  It changed different colors and shined like a bright star.  Their gentle breathing sounded like a beautiful symphony.  Various creatures appeared in the rapidly changing scenery in the room that transformed every few seconds.

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.  Who knows what they could be dreaming?  And with them still being dreamers, their dreams were still affecting reality itself.  The minutes felt like countless hours as I glanced impatiently at my Twin Muses.  Their reality altering dreams have pushed me past my breaking point.  Despite them sleeping, their dreams were still affecting the very room that I was in.

The minutes stubbornly slogged on as their silent slumber continued.  So what’s next when they’re no longer dreamers?  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, nerds, and dreamers.  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 caused that much damage as dreamers, 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 more dreamers!  No more affecting reality!  I’m tired of it!  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.  The room that resembled outer space instantly transformed back into their normal bedroom.  While sleeping, the twin dreamer 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.  Their tired faces looked more rested and their skin became smooth.  Their hair reverted back to normal size and their pajamas stopped flashing.

And that was it.  Oddly enough, both of my Muses looked completely normal.

My Muse stretched with a yawn and smiled as she sat up in her bed.

“Wow!” My Muse said in a happy yawn.  “I just had the most amazing dream!  I made the best dinner ever!  I was just about to finish the dessert before I woke up…”

Twin Muse nodded with a smile that vaguely resembled a giggle.  “Was it the black truffle chocolate pudding?  I remember!  I just finished measuring everything and we were about to mix everything into the bowl…” She glanced at me with a frown.  “Excuse me, Kyle. Can we just go back to sleep so we can make that wonderful dessert again?”

I laughed.  “If you want to!  It’s just food we’re talking!”

Both my Muses gasped.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!” My Muse shouted, sounding offended.  “Just food?  It’s art!  Culinary art that you can consume!”

“Really Kyle,” Twin Muse said, sounding disappointed.  “We’ll both make you eat those words.  And that gives me an idea!  Word salad!  We could use artisan croutons and mold them into letters!”

My Muse laughed.  “Genius!  Then he really could eat his words!”

Both my Muses got out of bed and began to pace the floor.  Muse then stopped with a sigh.

I glanced at her with a look of concern.  “What’s wrong?”

My Muse sighed.  “It’s the stupid schedule.  Starting tomorrow, both me and my sis have to wash dishes all day.”

Twin Muse nodded.  “It’s at a fine dining restaurant that has gotten three Michelin stars.  The chef running it has 12 different restaurants around the world with three Michelin stars at each one!”

I laughed.  “Only three?  Why not three or more?”

My Muse gave me a weird look.  “Because that’s impossible.  No single restaurant can hold more than three Michelin stars.  The max is three so no additional stars can be earned.  Javier Bordeaux is the culinary legend that owns the 12 acclaimed restaurants and me and sis have the ‘fun’ task of washing all the dishes.”

“Yeah,” Twin Muse said with a fake smile.  “If only they could move us to prep cook!  Or even line cook!”

I smiled.  “How about opening your own Michelin star restaurant?”

My Muse shook her head.  “Michelin star?  No no no.  The one that me and sis would open would have three Michelin stars!”

Twin Muse smirked.  “You’re not thinking big enough, Kyle.  Just get the frying pan out and start cooking!”

“Speaking of!” My Muse said with a smile.  “How about we make that black truffle chocolate pudding?

Twin Muse leapt up and down in excitement.  “Let’s do it! Just like the dream!  And Kyle, we’ll make you a bowl when we finish!”

I nodded.  “So much for dieting…”

My Muse grinned.  “Just run it off!  Fill up on protein and keep your metabolism running on all cylinders!”  She then turned to face her twin sister.  “Let’s go, sis!”

“Coming, twinnie!” Twin Muse said with a smile.

Both Muses left the bedroom and closed the door behind them.

Awesome!  At first, I thought both Muses were going to be normal, but I guess they’re both skilled chefs now?  Sadly, they’re skilled chefs that can’t flex their full potential since they’re working under Javier Bordeaux.  But from what I see, they’ll eventually quit and start their own restaurant.  This is going to be a fun 100 days.  A fun 100 days of culinary excellence.  100 days of delicious food and delectable desserts (I can’t WAIT for that black truffle chocolate pudding! 😊)

With 100 days of my Muses being chefs, I say bring it on.  Let the fun culinary adventure begin…