Your first time in a dreambubble had been weird. You’d landed in a pile of soft, powdery sugar and almost immediately been pounced on. “Who are mew?” The strange voice had demanded ferociously. Sneezing, you blearily opened your eyes, glaring upwards at your attacker.
“I’m Jade! And if you don’t get off me, I will go all space-witch on your butt.” The lack of pressure on your stomach indicates she’s moved, so you get up, still sneezing. When you finally manage to get it under control, you look up. A short, muscular female troll is standing there, her blank white eyes huge as she takes in your ears and tail. You move forwards, smiling, but she hisses and backs off, the blue claws she’s wearing on her hands aimed directly at your throat.
She stops moving when you do. “Who are you, Jade? And how did mew get in my bubble?” Rolling your eyes, you glare back at her.
“I’m dreaming, and this is a dream bubble, isn’t it? I told you who I am, now it’s your turn. Woof.” Shaking your head, you wonder why the doggy part of you is acting up. Normally you can keep the woof’s under control, but something about this strange troll is bothering you.
“I’m Nepeta! Haven’t mew heard of me befur? I know Karkitty talked to mew lots, didn’t he efur talk about his furends?.” There’s something almost plaintive in her voice for a moment, but she quickly shrugs it off. “Anyways, you’re on LOLCAT! It’s my furravorite place to be.” Her voice had been nearly friendly, but now she’s back on guard. “And if you try anything, I’ll kick your furry butt out of my bubble!”
You can’t help it. Giggling, you shake your head. “I know I have a tail, but I’m not furry!” Pulling up the stomach of your dress, you show her your belly. “See, still human!” She stares intently at your skin, but doesn’t venture to touch you.
Feeling awkward under her close scrutiny, you let go of your shirt. In the long silence that follows, the two of you evaluate one another. Finally, the troll grins cheekily at you, apparently satisfied by your non-threatening appearance. “Humans are weird! Mew are so… white. And no horns. And weird eyes…” Wide, blank eyes meet your green ones, and she moves closer, magnetized by their color.
Moments later she’s backing off again, hissing. It takes you a moment to realize you’re growling at her, long, threatening rumbles mixed with authoritative woofs. Slapping your hands over your mouth, you shake your entire body, trying to regain control of your treacherous body. Before you get the chance, Nepeta’s run off, in no mood to deal with your dogginess. You don’t blame her.
It’s weeks before you drop into her dream bubble again. This time you recognize her land, and do the spacey thing to avoid a painful attack. “What are mew doing here again!” She’s shouting at you from the ground, her claws once again out and poised.
“I couldn’t fucking help it!” Frustrated and pissed, you drop to the ground, holding your arms wide. If she does kill you, you’ll just wake up. “I didn’t mean to drop in on you again, alright? It’s been weeks and-” she cuts you off with a loud hiss.
“It hasn’t been weeks! Mew were here just…” Confusion takes over and you can almost see her trying to mentally recount the days. “Well, mew still shouldn’t be here! It’s rude.” Nepeta is visibly upset, and her rejoinder is weak and halfhearted. You wouldn’t be surprised if she started crying.
In a way, she reminds you of Davesprite. He had been the same way, a cool shell masking a pain-filled interior. You aren’t sure how it happens, but moments later she’s in your arms, pouring out her story. How her moirail had been killed in front of her and how she hadn’t seen him since they died. Her flushcrush on Karkat that had never gone anywhere, and how she’d had to watch him fall for one of her best friends.
By the end of her story, both of you were crying. She needed you and you needed her, so despite all your differences, you stayed with her.
Over time, the two of you grew closer and closer. What started out as some sort of cat and dog fight quickly turned into friendship, then into something more.