The Sandman sighed. "I suppose you're right. It's not like we can just force Delirium to see things our way."
"Exactly," Destruction said. "We just have to trust that she'll come around eventually."
Death nodded in agreement. "In the meantime, we should keep an eye on her. Make sure she doesn't get herself into too much trouble."
The Doctor spoke up. "I have to say, this has been quite an adventure. It's not often I get to interact with beings such as yourselves."
"Well, it's not often we interact with Time Lords," the Sandman said with a smile.
The Doctor grinned. "Touché. Perhaps we should do this again sometime."
Destruction raised an eyebrow. "Do what again? Argue about Delirium?"
The Doctor chuckled. "No, I meant have an adventure."
They all laughed, and Death spoke up. "Well, I think it's time for me to be going. Duty calls."
The Sandman nodded. "Yes, and I have some work to attend to in the Dreaming. Until next time, my friends."
They all said their goodbyes and went their separate ways, but they knew that their paths would cross again someday. After all, they were eternal beings, and time meant very little to them. As they disappeared into the darkness, the only thing left behind was the sound of their laughter echoing through the night.
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