Frightened at this, Stuffy arched her back and her tail fluffed up, like a frightened cat. She stood for a few seconds before returning to her unconscious friend, waiting for him to wake up.
Asmo awoke with a gasp, and sprung to his feet. "I hope I passed out and had a nightmare, but... Something took me over, didn't it? That whole thing legitimately happened, right?" Shock and exhaustion were clear on his face, and he was shaking. Not again. And it sounded like him this time.
Asmo was extremely exhausted. "I guess that's not the worst idea." He curled up on the ground basically like this and tried to calm his mind so sleep would come.
Asmo began to wake. He was glad to see his new buddy hadn't left him while he slept. He yawned loudly, and stretched his back like a dog. "Good morning..." he said in a tired voice.
"That's technically still morning." His leg was brushed by a fish that was somehow floating through the air. "At least it didn't get boring while I was out..."
"Aww, I'm sorry to hear that, Stuffs," he joked as he moved out of Stuffy's way. "Anything new besides the freaky air fish thing you're chasing?"
Stuffy pounced and caught it under her paw. "Nothing." She picked it up with her mouth and shook her head violently. The fish tore easily.
"Oh, yum," he said sarcastically. "I'm down with sitting for a bit if you're not ready to move again." He rubbed his eye with a paw.
"Alrighty then, on we go!" He began walking, possibly in the same direction as before. "You know, you should totally tell me about you. Where you're from and stuff." (Forgive my idiocy, I'm severely dyslexic.)
