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You’ve heard a lot of praise coming from this place and the therapists that work here. This made you a bit little reluctant to come, but everyone you knew could only say that you wouldn’t regret it. Walking through the front doors, you were greeted by the secretary of the place. She was a sweet girl who led you to a room and told you to wait inside since the therapists were finishing up with another patient and wouldn’t be long. It turns out that the secretary wasn’t lying as two unicorns entered the room a moment later.

They introduced themselves as Bass Cannon, the white furred and purple maned one, and Dream Searcher, the yellow furred and gold maned one. You told them your name, knowing there was no turning back now.

“We need you to sit in this chair and follow our instructions. It'll help process go by smoothly,” Bass explained softly, pointing at a chair in front of a desk which you sat in.

“You’ll feel like a better version of yourself in no time,” Dream said, sitting on the desk in front of you. Since you were already here, you decided to give it a try considering there were a few things giving you unwanted stress.

It started out simple enough were they wanted you to clear your mind and take steady breathes. You followed their instructions and were surprised it helped ease a bit of tension. The two unicorns instructed you to relax as much as possible which easier than you thought, resulting in you leaning into the chair, almost sinking into it. At this point your mind was getting sluggish that you didn’t even notice a couple of TV screen turn on, showing a moving spiral pattern.

With the screens on and in front of you, everything else was nothing more than a fuzzy blur. Bass and Dream were the only things that mattered at the moment. Not your troubles, your family, friends and certainly your old life. You needed to fulfil their every wish, no matter what it was.

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Dream belongs to

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You’ve heard a lot of praise coming from this place and the therapists that work here. This made you a bit little reluctant to come, but everyone you knew could only say that you wouldn’t regret it. Walking through the front doors, you were greeted by the secretary of the place. She was a sweet girl who led you to a room and told you to wait inside since the therapists were finishing up with another patient and wouldn’t be long. It turns out that the secretary wasn’t lying as two unicorns entered the room a moment later.

They introduced themselves as Bass Cannon, the white furred and purple maned one, and Dream Searcher, the yellow furred and gold maned one. You told them your name, knowing there was no turning back now.

“We need you to sit in this chair and follow our instructions. It'll help process go by smoothly,” Bass explained softly, pointing at a chair in front of a desk which you sat in.

“You’ll feel like a better version of yourself in no time,” Dream said, sitting on the desk in front of you. Since you were already here, you decided to give it a try considering there were a few things giving you unwanted stress.

It started out simple enough were they wanted you to clear your mind and take steady breathes. You followed their instructions and were surprised it helped ease a bit of tension. The two unicorns instructed you to relax as much as possible which easier than you thought, resulting in you leaning into the chair, almost sinking into it. At this point your mind was getting sluggish that you didn’t even notice a couple of TV screen turn on, showing a moving spiral pattern.

With the screens on and in front of you, everything else was nothing more than a fuzzy blur. Bass and Dream were the only things that mattered at the moment. Not your troubles, your family, friends and certainly your old life. You needed to fulfil their every wish, no matter what it was.

Small story by me

Bass belongs to

Dream belongs to