This is a true story, a true dream. And a strange one. Happened to me today, and I felt I'll write it down.
This is very short, and just for fun and the strangeness.

Another boring school day. At least the weekend starts directly after. I was waiting at the bus stop, just like any normal day. The familiar bus came, and I entered. After I found a seat, I leaned my head against the window. It was going to be a long day, and I was tired. Didn't get much sleep last night. I slowly closed my eyes, and I drifted away in a dreaming state.

I opened my eyes. I found myself in some kind of white room., a totally white room that only consisted of a desk and a huge plasma TV. Looking behind me, I saw a petite blondine.

"You're finally back." Colette exclaimed. "I thought you would start on your new stories."

I shuddered. "Like I would start on that without first consulting my muse first. How's the response for Corruption?"

Colette lit up in a smile. "Seven reviews on the last chapter. I told you the readers liked romance better than action!"

I raised one eyebrow. "Are you talking about the readers or about yourself? I could see that Colette decided to drop the subject.

"So..." she started. "Your ideas?"

"Well..." I opened the desk-drawer and took a paper out. I started reading it. "Let's see...first we have Beloved Memories..." The plasma TV started up as it read my thoughts and displayed them. (Yes, it can do that. This is a dream.) On the screens was a huge city, with hi-tech skyscrapers. On a small hill was a brown-haired twin swordsman standing. Some different scenes started to play on the TV.

"Lemme see!" Colette snatched the paper I was holding, and she started to read it through. "Meltokio?" She exclaimed. "That is Meltokio? Are you out of your mind? Meltokio is not hi-tech!"

"Well, it's 5000 years after ToS, so things can change..." I defended myself.

Colette objected. "But if it's 5000 years, what about Tales of Phantasia? It's 4000 years after ToS, and there wasn't even a city named Meltokio then, and-"

I raised my hand to stop her. "ToP didn't happen, 'kay? We'll just erase it from the time-line. Easy." Colette looked at me like I was insane. Which I probably was.

She sighed. "Whatever. Next idea." I nodded.

"Alright...there's the Colloyd story..." The TV switched, and now fluffy, sweet and happy Colloyd moments was displayed. I cast a glare at Colette. I could swear she was enjoying this. I sighed. "I don't think I need to ask you for your opinion on this..." I took yet another paper from the desk. "Next, there's a M-rated Colloyd one-shot..." I stopped as I realized my mistake.

The TV switched.

I tried to hide behind my papers as the TV showed scenes I'm not even allowed to see. I quickly took a look at Colette, and I confirmed I've never seen anyone blush that much as she did now. I decided to end this meeting before I would get hurt somehow.

I opened my eyes. I quickly checked the surroundings, and I found out I was in the bus again. I sighed, remembering my dream. "Jeez, that was the strangest thing I've ever dreamed kinda..." I heard a speaker telling the current stations' name. Turns out I missed my stop long ago. Muttering, I hopped off the bus. "Aww...now I have to walk some hundred meters. I'll be late..." I started walking towards my school far away.

"Well, maybe I can make a story out of this somehow..."

And that's it.

When I start dreaming about writing stories...that's maybe a sign that I should stop. But who cares.

It's just a dream...right?

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