“It’s alright, Shimmy. Just a nightmare. I’ll be fine,” she gave a nervous smile. “Go back to beddy-bye.”
She snuggled back into the pillow to pretend she was about to do the same.
But Shimmer didn’t. Instead, she wrapped her arms around Demencia’s waist, gently running her hands along her belly in small little movements. She nuzzled her head in Dementia’s neck, giving her a kiss on the cheek. “Well, I can’t now. I don’t want you to go through that again. You were on the verge of screaming, Dem…”