Allowing himself to be persuaded, Bert climbed back into bed. He snuggled in next to Ernie.
"You realize we can't stay here for very long." As always Bert needed to be the voice of reason.
Ernie nodded. "Right. I know."
Bert closed his eyes, and let himself be lulled to sleep by the beat of Ernie's heart beneath his ear.
He awoke with a scream, and fought the impulse to jump out of the bed.
Bleary eyed, his bedmate looked up at him. "What's wrong?"
He shook his head. "Nothing, go back to sleep."
He climbed out of the bed, and went into the bathroom. Hesitantly he looked into the mirror. For an instant he was scared he would see yellow felt staring back at him. His heart slowed when it wasn't a yellow face, but rather his normal one looked back.
"Of all the horrors," he muttered to himself. "First I'm Qui-Gon Jinn, then I'm Bert the Muppet. Two tight-asses in one night." Stalking off to his bed, he climbed back in. "Come on, Benny, scoot."
The other figure moved out of the center of the bed. "All right, Ray. You don't have to act so put out." For someone who had been sound asleep moments earlier, Ray couldn't help but think he sounded wide awake.
Moving in next to the Canadian, he smiled. "Sorry, Benny. Just had a few bad dreams."
"Wanna talk about it?" Fraiser's blue eyes shone with concern.
Ray shook his head. "Maybe later, Benny. We need to get some sleep."
"Right, Ray." Fraiser's voice was muffled against the pillow, already falling back asleep. "'Night."
Ray smiled. "Good night, Benny."
Once he was sure Fraiser was asleep, Ray ran a hand over his almost-bald head. "That's it, Vecchio. No more of Ma's leftovers at midnight. The dreams are too creepy."
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