Hi. This oneshot is from a very weird dream I had sometime at the end of January, and I wrote it down when I work up. As you all can tell, I am really late in posting because…actually, I don't have a good reason.
The dream is all in italics.
Disclaimer: I do not own Shaman King. I own whatever dreams my brain projects.
The Dream
Begin dream:
My sister Momo and I were in my dad's office at what appeared to be at night, standing in the main hall. Momo said that someone had hooked us up with Ren and his right-hand man, Bason, to go to a dance or something of the sort. I giggled and said that I would go with Bason because he tends to get lost all the time.
Then Ren and Horohoro came in and started fighting. I don't know what the fight was about though; I'm assuming that Horohoro didn't want me going with Bason.
While they were fighting, Momo comes back into the hall from wherever she went. "Why are they fighting?" she asks.
"I don't know." I answer. "Let's let them fight it out."
Eventually, Horohoro was defeated when Ren did something involving Horohoro's pants, cardboard, and a fuzzy brown dog. It was such a strange sight, that I cannot even describe it. Momo congratulated Ren on winning and they started walking towards the office exit.
I hugged Horohoro and kissed him on the cheek. "Your all right. I don't care if you lost. Poor little doggie."
I picked up the dog and started petting it. I ended up paying more attention to the dog than Horohoro.
End Dream
Ok. That was strange, was it not? I didn't understand it either. When Horohoro amd Ren were fighting, Momo and I were just dtanding there like "Aww, look: they're fighting."