Okay! Back at it again with the white pants! SORRY! My cousin and sister have got me doing that darn quote now! GRRRR THEM! *Shakes fist* Anywho! This dream...this dream...this dream...um...Hmm...Well, I woke up from this..."opening"...dream around 6:15AM or something this morning (It's March 5, 2016 RN) then I went back to sleep and had a second dream, so i decided that I would put them together instead of having 2 REALLY REALLY short chapters. I'm being simple and lazy rn so DEAL WITH IT THERE, BUD! Also, I am aware of wht is happening in this "opening" dream in this chapter, so I am CONTROLLING what is happening slightly! IT WAS AWESOME! I WAS THE ALMIGHTY MASTER OF THE PLOTLINE! MWAHAHAHAAAA! Okay. i'm cool. SOOOOOO HERE'S CHAPTER 8! XD!
WHY AM I RAPUNZIL FROM TANGLED!?
Cyrus' P.O.V (For the most part. Sometimes I see myself from third person's view, so I'll just give you an A/N when it comes up!)
I find myself ina very dark area. It seems as though I am standing beside the metal leg of a FAIRIS WHEEL!? I can only see the fairis wheel, when this guy I (aparently) like is behind me, calling for me. I look and BAM!
(A/N: Here's the thrid person's P.O.V, but I'm the third person, yet also still the first person! It's like I'm looking at myself! Otay Panky? Otay!) I see myself as Rapunzile from Tangled, only my now blonde hair is only down to my calves, not 50 ft behind me! It aslo cutely rolls at the sides of my forehead to the back and is bobby pinned in place. I look at my hand, and I begn to glow the golden color that the flower from Tangled did, and my fingers begin to dissolve. It kind of looks like I'm turning to sand as it floats up be my face. The I fly away as I dissolve, looking like sand floating on air.
(A/N: Now I'm back to being just first person. So I'm seeing with my own eyes as me. I can't see myself as if I were a mirror image like the last paragraph. Okay? You get me? Okay.) I see these bad guys that look like they're from SONIC THE HEDGEHOG! They grab the guy I (suposedly in this dream) like. They tie him up, and hang him above these weird gears and circular saws! (A/N: In this dream, I have no sound. It's all silent except for the sound of the saws running. Also, no one has a name, so bear this with me.) He squirms as I open my mouth. I guess I had screamed his name. He looks to me, eyes sad. Then one of the bad guys pushes the guy I like's head down twards the saws! I can only watch in horror. They can't get his face to reach the saws, so they lower him slightly. They try again, but to no avail. They lower and try 2 more times, but still don't reach it. Then these gigantuan sized circular saws come in from the sides. They combine into one with a big hole in the center, so I can still see the guy I like. As the hole closes, and millions of regular sized circular saws, just barely in sight, behind the biggest one close in on him, the same bad guy from earlier again pushes his head down. Then, at the last second, he pulls out his arm, and the saws close entirely. In my overlaod of emeotion, I act all emationLESS! I think in my mind. 'No. I can't make him die in this, so...he'll be okay. He's alive. he just used magic to get somewhere else before he got hurt.'
Then Black! AND I MOVE ON TO MY NEXT DREAM!
Cyrus' P.O.V
I am sitting on a blue fold up chair that they use on an episode of a show on TV for an interview or something. In front of me with the same shade of blue for the wall, in identical chairs, sit Corbin Blue (The guy from High School Musical with the afro), Miley Stewart (Miley Cyrus from Hanna Montana) and Rico (From Hanna Montanna). Apparently, I am interviewing them. Corbin goes first.
"I love making music. I can really express myself, and make it come out good for everyone who will listen. It's really fun to work with my crew. We have a lot of fun comming up with the music and lyrics. I enjoy it a lot." He nods, satisfied, and looks at Rico and Miley. Miley goes next.
"I totally agree. My band is great, and we fool around sometimes with each other, but it doesn't feel like it's a job. It's all fun and games really." She looks to Rico, so he takes his turn.
"Well...I love to work at RRRRRRRRRRRRRRicooooo'ssss! Selling RRRRRRRRRico's Empanaaaadaaas! and RRRRRRRRRico's hot dogs! So stop by RRRRRRRRRRRico's for some tasty hotdogs or hot EMPANAAAADAAAS!" He goes all comercial guy on us, but I just nod and turn to face the camera man.
"And there you have it folks. The answer to the question 'What do you love most about your job?' Answered by Corbin Blue, Miley Stewart, and RRRRRRRicooooo! Have a great day, and we'll see you...when guys?" I call behind me, holding the mic to them.
"TOMORROW!" The yell into the mic and wave good-bye. I smile and wave myself.
WHYEVER THE HECK I WAS A FREAKING INTERVIEWER, I DON'T KNOW! AND WHY I WAS TALKING TO CORBIN BLUE, MILEY CYRUS, AND RICO, I DON'T KNOW EITHER! WHAT EVEN!? Anyway. Lemme know what you think of this dream. I would like to know. See you the next time I update with a new crazy dream...if I remember it...OH WELL, SEE YOU NEXT SWIM TIME!
