Ash woke up, and he was feeling better. Although he once again dreamed about Bubbles, he had gotten used to them. He had learned that he always knew he was dreaming in his dreams. Well, when he dreamt about him, he was fine. He could handle it as long as the dream and reality versions remained separate people in his mind.
Ash went down and was surprised to see Liv, Lucky and Dai eating lunch at the dining table. “Did you just wake up?” Liv asked as she sipped her coffee.
“Yeah.”
“Lucky rat,” Dai muttered as he ate his ice cream.
“Where’s Bubbles?” he asked, looking around.
“His office, I think. He’s asleep,” Liv said. “He got home at like five in the morning, bless his ratty soul.”
“You need to stop hanging out with Kerry,” Lucky whined. “Calling everyone a rat is not on.”
“She’s
