Chapter 7: …The Dream Boys Arrive
Every once in a while, even in ficlands, you get a chunk of time to just let your mind wander. This is a bad thing.
Why do I keep running into people I know?
'Cause you're in a world you created.
That is so existential.
You know that wasn't my point.
Oh? Then what was?
That you can't create your own strangers.
Oh. Good point.
I rather thought so. This chapter sucks and I'm talking to myself.
And without caffeine too.
I should have my brain hooked up to the internet.
That might hurt. And scare people.
True.
So…
So, I need a plot.
It's not the only thing you need.
True. 'I need a man, I need a man.'
Suddenly a man appeared in front of me.
Well that's one way of taking care of a problem.
Tall, dark brown hair and eyes.
"I'm Chris," he told me.
"You're the man of my dreams."
"Thanks."
"No. I mean you were in my dream. We got married."
"That's moving a little fast."
I rolled my eyes, "I wasn't proposing to you."
"I know."
"You aren't funny you know." He flashed a grin.
"Yes I am."
Great. Just what we need, another fictional guy.
Yeah, but this guy's actually an original fictional guy. As opposed to other people's guys.
:::sigh:::
That wasn't intended to be depressing.
Guys = depressing.
Just 'cause you can't get any.
Neither can you.
But I'm okay with that.
No you aren't.
Yeah I am.
Whatever you say Cleopatra.
Huh?
You aren't Cleopatra? Sorry, I just assumed, since you are the queen of denial.
That is SO old!
"So, Chris, what are you doing here?" I asked.
"You though about me, so here I am," he explained.
"People keep saying things like that, but I haven't actually tested the theory."
"So test it now."
"Alright." I closed my eyes and focused on the very cute Noah Wyle look alike from my dream last night.
"You called?" a voice asked. My eyes popped open.
"You got another dream guy?" Chris asked looking hurt.
"He was the first face I thought about. And it's not like I have any use for either of you right now. Go off into the forest and stay there until I need you," I commanded. They both turned and walked off into the forest.
Cool.
Very.
Did you know Noah Wyle is married and has a kid?
What?! No!
Yes.
Don't smirk! My heart is breaking.
It is not.
I think I'm gonna cry.
I think it's time for this chapter to be done.
Every once in a while, even in ficlands, you get a chunk of time to just let your mind wander. This is a bad thing.
Why do I keep running into people I know?
'Cause you're in a world you created.
That is so existential.
You know that wasn't my point.
Oh? Then what was?
That you can't create your own strangers.
Oh. Good point.
I rather thought so. This chapter sucks and I'm talking to myself.
And without caffeine too.
I should have my brain hooked up to the internet.
That might hurt. And scare people.
True.
So…
So, I need a plot.
It's not the only thing you need.
True. 'I need a man, I need a man.'
Suddenly a man appeared in front of me.
Well that's one way of taking care of a problem.
Tall, dark brown hair and eyes.
"I'm Chris," he told me.
"You're the man of my dreams."
"Thanks."
"No. I mean you were in my dream. We got married."
"That's moving a little fast."
I rolled my eyes, "I wasn't proposing to you."
"I know."
"You aren't funny you know." He flashed a grin.
"Yes I am."
Great. Just what we need, another fictional guy.
Yeah, but this guy's actually an original fictional guy. As opposed to other people's guys.
:::sigh:::
That wasn't intended to be depressing.
Guys = depressing.
Just 'cause you can't get any.
Neither can you.
But I'm okay with that.
No you aren't.
Yeah I am.
Whatever you say Cleopatra.
Huh?
You aren't Cleopatra? Sorry, I just assumed, since you are the queen of denial.
That is SO old!
"So, Chris, what are you doing here?" I asked.
"You though about me, so here I am," he explained.
"People keep saying things like that, but I haven't actually tested the theory."
"So test it now."
"Alright." I closed my eyes and focused on the very cute Noah Wyle look alike from my dream last night.
"You called?" a voice asked. My eyes popped open.
"You got another dream guy?" Chris asked looking hurt.
"He was the first face I thought about. And it's not like I have any use for either of you right now. Go off into the forest and stay there until I need you," I commanded. They both turned and walked off into the forest.
Cool.
Very.
Did you know Noah Wyle is married and has a kid?
What?! No!
Yes.
Don't smirk! My heart is breaking.
It is not.
I think I'm gonna cry.
I think it's time for this chapter to be done.