Reed's dream
'It was a hot summer-night in Central Park. Reed Richards was there. He was taking a walk, just stretching after a long day of being a good guy. He had just stretched his right arm out into the trees to his right when suddenly, he felt it getting stuck. He tried pulling it back, but it wouldn't move, and he couldn't see where it was stuck. "Hey!" Reed said. And then he stretched his left arm into the trees after the other. Suddenly, he felt that arm getting stuck too. He tried pulling it back, but he couldn't. "Oh, darn." Reed said. Then he started walking after his arms, in between the trees. Then he saw that his arms had tied themselves around two different trees. "Oh, no!" Reed said. Then he tried kicking his right arm lose, but ended up getting his foot stuck, too. Then he tried using his left foot to kick his left arm lose, but then that foot got stuck too, and suddenly he was dangling between two trees, hanging in the air. Then he stretched out his neck and tried biting his way lose, but only ended up tying his head to a third tree. "Oh, crap," Reed said, and called for help. "Help!" he said. Suddenly, Darth Vader apparated into thin air. "There's something fishy about this," Reed said, and then Darth Vader stepped towards him. "Reed," he said, "I am your uncle." Reed gasped. "You're lying!" he shouted. "Liar!" "No, Reed," Darth answered, "I am your uncle. Look, I have a goat." And then he held up a white mountain goat. "Uncle!" Reed cried. "Nephew!" Darth cried. And then Darth Vader untied Reed and they hugged. But suddenly, Yoda floated down from the sky, and he chopped Darth's hand off with his light-saber. Darth cried of pain. "Aaaaaah!" he said, "My hand!" And then Yoda chopped his head off, and Obi-Wan Kenobi walked in beside him and patted his back. "Jolly good work, old chum," he said, and then Reed fell down on his knees beside Darth. "No!" he screamed, "Uncle! No! Nooooooo!" "Reed," said Yoda, and then Reed got up. "Yes, o wise one?" Reed said. "Reed," Yoda said again, and Reed nodded. "Yes, o wise one?" he said. "Reed!" Yoda shouted, and now Reed was annoyed. "Yes, o wise one!" he answered, and then suddenly he started shaking. "Aaaaaah!" he shouted, "Help me, Obi Wan Kenobi! You're my only hooooooope!"'
Reed woke with a start, and stared up into Sue's eyes. "Reed?" Sue said, and Reed nodded hesitantly, "You fell asleep. You missed the entire ending!" Reed sat up and looked over at the television set, where the last few seconds of Star Wars, episode VI were now playing. Quickly, he grabbed the remote-control and switched the movie off. "I just had the weirdest dream," Reed started, staring at the blank TV-screen with his brow furrowed, "And it was really badly written!" He looked back at Sue, who merely cocked a brow and smiled in an amused manner at her fiancée. "I know," she answered, "You were talking in your sleep." "Oh..." Reed answered sheepishly, and Sue got up. "Come on, O Wise One," she said, "let's go to bed." After releasing a short, sheepish laugh, Reed got up and followed Sue towards the bedroom, only stopping once to glance back at the TV-screen, before he quickened his pace and hurried into the other room.
A/N: This is the second part of a series of stories called the Dream Tales. I recommend you check out the first part, Harry's dream by Libert, if you want to read more of the Dream Tales.
