Author's Notes: I've never written slash before. I don't really like it, for that matter. This story came to me in a dream last night.
If you don't like slash, even little, non-detailed stuff, don't read this, 'cause you're not gonna like it.
And gay lovers, I just want to say that I support homosexuality 100%.
Here's my first, & only, GMD slash story.----------------------------------------------------------------
I woke up one night. There was some loud music coming from Basil's room, & it was bothering me.
I got out of bed, then walked out of my room, across the second floor, & into Basil's bedroom.
I opened the door...
....And saw Basil lying on his bed!
Only something weird was going on...
Basil wasn't wearing his robe. For that matter, he wasn't even wearing a shirt.
"Basil, are you feeling OK?" I asked.
Basil turned over, & I saw my friend's face...which was pasted with an insane, euphoric grin....
"Basil, have you been drinking alcohol again?" I asked.
Basil slightly shook his head, & said, "No...."
Then I knew something was wrong with him.
Hot steam filled the room, making me feel awfully stuffy & hot...
Still in his state of oblivious euphoria, Basil cried out wildly, "Oh, man! Is it hot in here, or what?!"
I answered nervously, "Well, yes, it is awfully hot...so, I'll be going now..."
I was just about to leave, but Basil cried out, "Dawson, old boy, will you fetch my..."
I blocked out the rest of Basil's question...but he asked again, "Dawson, are you feeling tired?"
I was. I told him, "Yes, actually, I am."
My friend asked, "Why don't you come in bed with me?"
I couldn't believe my ears! Basil was a...a...homosexual!
I faltered in shock, before I finally said, "I can sleep in my own bed, thank you!"
Just then, Basil handed me a snack.
I was feeling kind of hungry, so I ate it.
Then I started to feel....strange. Euphoric. Light-headed...
The food was drugged!
I don't know what happened next...but I can tell it was just what Basil wanted me to do....
I woke up with a start, screaming. Basil turned the light on, & came into the room.
"Dawson, old boy, what's wrong?" asked my friend in concern as he placed a firm, but gentle hand on my shoulder.
Panting, I explained, "Basil, I had the craziest dream about you! In my dream, you were a homosexual, & you tried to get me to do things with you!"
Basil said gently, "Old chap, I can't say much, but I do know that same-gender love is not as bad as you think."
With that, Basil got up, & left.
As I went back to sleep, I thought to myself, "What will people think of that in the next century?"
Then I fell asleep.
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And that was my only GMD slash story. Read & review, & no flames, please!