Dreams I had
I use to dream a lot about Conner and Murphy here are my three favorites.
Chapter one: the baby genius
Our favorite Irish twins were walking down a street; they walk in unison they wear long green, petite coats despite the bright sunshine beating down. Conner wordlessly takes off coat and wraps it around his waist. Murphy did the opposite he buttoned his up and fusses with the cuffs. As they walked the road curves and they follow it. As they rounded the bend they see something in the road; they approach with caution.
It turned out to be a baby, Conner went to it immediately "What's this?" his tone conveyed just how truly puzzled he is.
Murphy scoffs "It's a baby, genius."
Conner's eyes brighten "A baby genius! Wow how can ya tell Murph?"
Murphy cuffed his brother upside his head "You're an idiot, that baby might be smarter then ya." He mumbled.
"Don't be unkind Murph. Now what're we gonna do?"
"We take it to its parents of course!" Murphy felt the question was so stupid it dissevered another smack. He tried to but Conner dodged.
"Hey Murphy you're not being nice, a bad ensample for the baby."
The baby disappeared so the situation was literally out of their hands.
"Seems like it didn't need us after all." Conner said.
"Seems so." Murphy agreed.
Chapter two: We have carpet?
Murphy still in the same coat as the previous dream opens the door to what I assume is his and Conner's home. They both frowned as they both seemed to feel there was something wrong, neither went inside the house.
"When did we get carpeting?" Conner asked quietly whispering for reasons I don't know.
Murphy picked up a rock and threw it into the room the dark brown floor ran away as *brown fluff balls and just as they hit the walls they disappeared.
"We didn't." Murphy enters the house followed by Conner, the door shuts behind them.
Chapter three: But what about him?
"Murphy, Murph we hav'ta go!" Coner shouts at his brother from the bottom of stairs.
"No, we have time, don't rush me!" Murphy screamed from up stairs.
Conner is about to walk away when Murphy leaps on him from the top of the stairs.
"Don't rush me Conner!"
The boys wrestled on the floor till a clock chimed then as if caught by their dear old Ma they flew off the floor and straightened out.
"Right, well_"
"Let's go."
Just as the door was about to shut itself Conner objected "What about him?" He pointed at a dark hair man who was tied to a chair.
I'll have you know that room, man and chair was not there before.
Murphy looked back and scowled at the man who now sites under force in his living room. "He's not go'en anywhere Conner." Murphy says and slams the door.
*Imagine the Sootballs from Miyazaki films.