I'm in......school...I'm a kid again. I stood up, and saw a familiar boy standing in front of me.

He looked nervous, he pulled on his overalls, with his head low he said "He-Hello, my name is...uh-"

"My name is Stanford." I shook his hand without meaning to. I couldn't control my body or say what I wanted to say, I guess its like...watching a movie through the main character's eyes.

He gave me shy smile and excepted the hand shake. "Uhh, my name is Fiddleford Hadron Mcgucket."

Suddenly I was at the beach. I saw my friend Fiddleford hiding behind a rock giggling. I jumped on the rock and poked him on the nose. "You're it." I ran and hid behind a tall hill of sand. Fiddleford laughed.

I turned around and suddenly I was in my room with Fiddleford. He was wearing a big lab coat, he tripped on the coat as he tried to take a step, he walked it off. "Aye Ford, can I tell you something?"

I responded with a nod.

"I wanna be a scientist when I grow up...Like you."

I smiled, and we both laughed. I looked out the window and then I was in my college dorm room, I was hugging Fiddleford from behind while he was reading. This time I was able to control my movement and say what I wanted to say.

I was flushed, but I didn't stop hugging him. "Fi-Fiddleford why are you in my dream and why were you in school with me?" Ford asked calmly.

"Because, you always wished that we went to the same school-"

Stanford blushed remembering what Fiddleford said to him.

Ford and Fidds laid down on the grass, looking at the stars in the sky. "Hey Stanford, have you...ever been in a relationship?" Fiddleford asked flushed.

"W-Why would you ask such a question?" I asked with a shocked look on my face.

Fiddleford looked to his right to hide his face. "I don't know, I'm just curious."

"Well no, I wasn't very good at talking to girls. Heck, I didn't even have any friends." Ford's heart began to drop remembering all the rejection.

Fiddleford looked at Ford with worry then a soft smile formed on his face. He grabbed Ford's hand without hesitation and said "Well..it's a shame we didn't go to the same school."

Ford smiled, the both of them sat peacefully in front of the tree.

"And the reason why I'm in your dream is well...let's just say..I'm your 42 to you." Fiddleford said with a lifted eyebrow.

It took me a little bit to remember what "42" represented exactly. I was confused. "But..42 represents the answer to li-" I froze. "Y-You mean...I-" I pointed at myself, my body shook.

Fiddleford laughed softly at my reaction. He poked my nose and said "Boop."

I followed Fiddleford's finger as it touched my nose. "N-no, no, no. That can't be right."

Fiddleford turned his head and pecked me on the cheek. "Are you sure about that?"

I blushed furiously, I tried to turn my head to cover my face. "I..."

Ford jumped out of his bed half awake, he looked around the room to see Fiddleford sitting up on his bed half awake. They looked at each other with shock, then they both up from their bed and walked up to each other and said "I-I had a weird dream-"

"W-What?" Fiddleford and Ford said. They covered their mouths. Ford opened his mouth to say something but closed it back.