[For someone who sleep-talks and broadcasts her dreams already, the network being on the fritz only makes it that much easier for Elphelt to inadvertently connect to it in her sleep. More likely than not, the fact Cloche herself is in Elphelt's dream is why she is the one it connects with.
Even asleep, her enthusiasm and imagination is overwhelming, so her dream essentially swallows Cloche's whole. The setting is a huge tower. The view is from a room at the very top, in which the beautiful Princess Cloche, clad in her pure gown, bemoans being imprisoned in this tower, with nothing to but sing beautifully from the window when not feeling crippled by the horrifying loneliness. Or, at least, that is how Elphelt in this dream imagines Cloche.
There is a barred window and a locked door, neither of which can be opened or damaged by Cloche--because, of course, the princess is not allowed to escape under her own power. That is not how fairy tales work and those are the rules this dream follows. After what seems like eternity, the door to the room is thrown open, revealing Elphelt! Her hair is pink, as it was before she left Verens months ago, and she is clad in the uniform of the Sacred Knight, albeit pink and with both more cleavage and less pants. In her hand is her sword.]
Do not fear, Miss Cloche, you are not alone anymore!
[...The urge to develop the vapors may come to Cloche's mind.]
[While she had been dreaming about home, her home turning to a tower and the feeling of imprisonment was always looming so this wasn't anything too new to her.
What is new is the sudden motion of the door opening and Elphelt there, proclaiming she is no longer alone. This was a new addition to her dream, as was the overwhelming need to fan herself.
...wait, why was she needing to fan herself?! She's doing that anyway, but...?! CUE SOME CONFUSION.]
[Elphelt has done it a few times already and it would be a lie to say she didn't enjoy it, so it is only natural she would dream about it. She wants to protect Cloche SO MUCH.
She steps into the room, brandishing her big baker's knife of a sword. Clearly scaling this tower has been an adventure.]
You don't need to worry any longer.
[As she says that, there is a sound behind her. Elphelt turns on her heel, shrieking at what she sees. There, attempting to enter the room, is one of the many hideous beasts inhabiting this tower, intent on keeping the beautiful Princess Cloche under its disgusting grip!
...It's a big shrimparoo.
Elphelt shrieks again before slamming the door shut and dragging a bookshelf to block the door.]
[And then the giant shrimparoo poises to attack! She sees it behind Elphelt and as she points it out she sees her friend turn to scream. It was a terrible monster now? But the shrimparoos are cute, why would they be the terrible monsters?
She doesn't know it's not her own dream yet, so she's confused on why she would need to be protected by it.]
But why is the shrimparoo a monster? It's so cute in its ugly-cute way...
Someone took a perfectly good kangaroo and replaced half of it with a deep-sea bug-monster! Their little claw-feet are so creepy.
[Loving the shrimparoo doll gifted to her has been difficult, but she has done her best. The beasts are more tolerable in a small plush-form, for what it is worth. A gift from a beloved friend is too important, even if half of it is cursed to be arthropodal.
...Well, anyway, Elphelt struts over to Cloche, looking proud of herself.]
So, does the whole True Love thing happen now or...do I need to get you out first? Hmm.
[Elphelt is usually the princess in the dream when there is one...]
The-- the true love thing...?! What are you talking about?
[She'll forgive the creepy comment about the shrimparoo for now, focusing on Elphelt's mention of true love thing. What was she talking about and what did she mean by that...?! She's a little worried now.]
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Even asleep, her enthusiasm and imagination is overwhelming, so her dream essentially swallows Cloche's whole. The setting is a huge tower. The view is from a room at the very top, in which the beautiful Princess Cloche, clad in her pure gown, bemoans being imprisoned in this tower, with nothing to but sing beautifully from the window when not feeling crippled by the horrifying loneliness. Or, at least, that is how Elphelt in this dream imagines Cloche.
There is a barred window and a locked door, neither of which can be opened or damaged by Cloche--because, of course, the princess is not allowed to escape under her own power. That is not how fairy tales work and those are the rules this dream follows. After what seems like eternity, the door to the room is thrown open, revealing Elphelt! Her hair is pink, as it was before she left Verens months ago, and she is clad in the uniform of the Sacred Knight, albeit pink and with both more cleavage and less pants. In her hand is her sword.]
Do not fear, Miss Cloche, you are not alone anymore!
[...The urge to develop the vapors may come to Cloche's mind.]
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What is new is the sudden motion of the door opening and Elphelt there, proclaiming she is no longer alone. This was a new addition to her dream, as was the overwhelming need to fan herself.
...wait, why was she needing to fan herself?! She's doing that anyway, but...?! CUE SOME CONFUSION.]
El-- Elphelt, why are you here?
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[Elphelt has done it a few times already and it would be a lie to say she didn't enjoy it, so it is only natural she would dream about it. She wants to protect Cloche SO MUCH.
She steps into the room, brandishing her big baker's knife of a sword. Clearly scaling this tower has been an adventure.]
You don't need to worry any longer.
[As she says that, there is a sound behind her. Elphelt turns on her heel, shrieking at what she sees. There, attempting to enter the room, is one of the many hideous beasts inhabiting this tower, intent on keeping the beautiful Princess Cloche under its disgusting grip!
...It's a big shrimparoo.
Elphelt shrieks again before slamming the door shut and dragging a bookshelf to block the door.]
...That was close.
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[THE VAPORS--]
If I don't have to worry any longer--
[And then the giant shrimparoo poises to attack! She sees it behind Elphelt and as she points it out she sees her friend turn to scream. It was a terrible monster now? But the shrimparoos are cute, why would they be the terrible monsters?
She doesn't know it's not her own dream yet, so she's confused on why she would need to be protected by it.]
But why is the shrimparoo a monster? It's so cute in its ugly-cute way...
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Someone took a perfectly good kangaroo and replaced half of it with a deep-sea bug-monster! Their little claw-feet are so creepy.
[Loving the shrimparoo doll gifted to her has been difficult, but she has done her best. The beasts are more tolerable in a small plush-form, for what it is worth. A gift from a beloved friend is too important, even if half of it is cursed to be arthropodal.
...Well, anyway, Elphelt struts over to Cloche, looking proud of herself.]
So, does the whole True Love thing happen now or...do I need to get you out first? Hmm.
[Elphelt is usually the princess in the dream when there is one...]
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[She'll forgive the creepy comment about the shrimparoo for now, focusing on Elphelt's mention of true love thing. What was she talking about and what did she mean by that...?! She's a little worried now.]
Why is there a true love thing anyway?!