In my dream, I'm sitting at a desk in my brain. There are a bunch of filing cabinets around the desk, marked "memories" "thoughts" and "actions". There are piles of paper scattered on the desk and I know I need to organize them soon, but I keep getting distracted by the images on the huge screen in front of me.

It is New Year's Eve, almost 2000 years Anno Domini. To some people, it is the end of the world. Dick Clark is counting down excitedly. I type a few keys on the computer and the view on the screen in front of me changes from the hospital TV to the beautiful, tiny, red-haired woman a foot below me. I zoom in to a close-up of her face. Her lips are pursed gently and she is focusing on the celebration above her.

As I'm staring at her face, an email pops up on the computer screen. I check who it is from; it's from my heart.

"Kiss her."

What! Kiss her? My heart is crazy- I can't! I work with her!

"It doesn't matter," my heart emails back. "You love her. Just kiss her."

"Well..." I search for an excuse. "It's not that easy. There are complications and partners are not allowed to be in relationships."

"Since when are you a rule follower?"

"This is different! It has nothing to do with the truth!" I want to scream at it.

"Think of it as finding the truth. The truth about her feelings for you. C'mon. What's the hurt?"

I type into a search box "what would happen if it kiss her". The first answer that pops up is "She will kiss back." As much as I didn't want to admit it, my heart was convincing me.

"We'll do it together. We love her. On the count of three. On-"

"-e! Two! Three! Happy New Year's!" Dick Clark exclaims.

Out of the corner of the screen I see kissing couples on the television. I have made my decision.

I type furiously on the keyboard.

She looks up at me with a smile on her face. I make my body lean down and press my lips gently against hers. Our lips part slightly and she gently slides her tongue into my mouth.

Suddenly, a package of serotonin and endorphins arrive on my desk. I open it, and feel completely at peace and happy. The kiss is making me feel relaxed. But too relaxed; my knees just told me that they were turning to Jell-O and that it was cut off time or they would give out and collapse. I hastily tap a few keys and we pull back. Her surprised face floods the screen.

"The world didn't end"

"No, it didn't."

And that's where I wake up.

Okay, so I had a dream similar to this, but it happened with something that happened in my life. I think there was a movie sort of like this too, with Eddie Murphy maybe? I dunno, I can't remember. So I made this fic using my dream as a guideline that may or may not have been based on that movie. The Millennium (the second episode I saw, actually) kiss is such an awesome scene, and I thought it would be cool to apply my dream to the kiss. Hope you guys enjoyed!

xoxo Something Witty Goes Here