The Greatest Dream Date Ever

"So I'm sure you noticed this by now," John said from on top a tree branch, "But this whole time, you've been letting her take the reigns on controlling her dream."

"So it's true then," you asked, confirming your thoughts yesterday, "The romantic settings, my suave and confident personality, all of it was because of her? Because she was controlling it all?"

"Yep." John dropped down and disappeared from the ground, only to reappear next to you, "The moment you set foot in someone else's dream world, you become an inhabitant of that world. Miss Cardigan wants you to be romantic, you become a romantic. Shelly wants you to be a incestual pervert who loves fucking her mouth, you become an incestual pervert that fucks her mouth constantly. The host will almost always have strong control over their personal dreams..." Then he gestured towards Miss Cardigan's top window, "But... They can easily lose that control when they don't have a grip on their emotions. A crack in the brain's security, if you will."

"Thus, the Inner Demons..."

"See, you're getting it already." He smiled proudly, before continuing, "Now, normally a host of the dream world can't fix their own Inner Demons by themselves, not without a strong will or a good psychologist to help them. But see, the good news is that we have the greatest psychologist in the entire known universe! The Labyrinth!"

"World's most effective hypnotist..." You said, repeating John's earlier world's from when you first met him.

"Alright, the first step to fixing that Inner Demon," John rubbed his hands excitedly, "Maintaining dominance over the host in order to have control over their dreams. If we're gonna do this, we can't let Miss Cardigan in charge anymore."

"So how do I do that?"

"Easy. **** her dream to becoming your dream."

Uh... What?

"So far, you've just been going along with whatever Miss Cardigan wanted to do in her dreams. But now it's her turn to follow along with whatever you want to do now. So just imagine what you want to happen, and make sure you stick to what you want to make sure you have control over it."

Huh... Pretend this dream is actually your dream...

...

You got it.

John notices the brain epiphany you have and disappears behind you to let you take over the show.

Walking forwards, you stared at Miss Cardigan's second floor window, somehow knowing that she was there, and concentrated on your imagination...

For now, you don't want Miss Cardigan to be your history teacher. You wanted her to be the young cute girl you met yesterday, a high school girl that's the same age as you. So you thought very carefully- and it clicked. You can feel it actually working.

Now... What was your idea of romance that might be a little bit different to what Miss Cardigan prefers? Hmm...

You snapped your fingers in Eureka.

It took a while to set everything up, you had to create a shit ton of things without Miss Cardigan noticing while she was in her room. Eventually, you finished up, feeling proud of yourself of your creative imagination, before getting ready to dish out the main event.

Phew... Alright baby, psych yourself up and let's do this...

Standing just outside her house, you threw a small pebble at her window to get her attention. Then, you turned on the boom box you had with you to play Rick Astley's Never a Gonna Give You Up.

You held it over your head and played it on max volume, hoping that it's all going to work out as you planned.

To your relief, a young teenage Miss Cardigan opened the window and stuck her head out. Noticing you, she asked in a surprise tone, "John? What are you doing?"

"Bella! I've always had a crush on you! Please go out on a date with me!" You shouted with a smile, using her first name in order to really solidify the theme of the dream you're planning.

She held a hand up to cover her mouth in shock, taken aback and blushing profusely. "A-A date? You want to go out on a date with me?!"

"I promise it'll be fun! So please say yes!" You told her.

There was an excited spark in her and a childlike giddiness over having a boy her age ask her out on a date in such a cheesy fashion. With a grin, she shouted back, "Wait there! I'll be right down!"

She shut the window and instantly teleported to the front door in a her school uniform. She locked the door and rushed over to your side.

Bella blushed as she shifted in place, looking almost embarassed. "H-Hello, John..."

"I promise today's gonna be the greatest date you've ever had." You assured her, sticking your arm out for her to grab.

She readily accepts the offer, hugging on to your arm tightly and leaning her head on your shoulder. You two were the spitting image of a cute highschool couple.

"I can't believe this is happening to me..." She giggled, rubbing her face on your shoulder in complete bliss.

You sighed in relief, thankful that everything's still going on script. She doesn't seem to know that she's in a dream yet.