O Captain, my Captain...America
I keep having dreams about Steve Rogers. And I totally blame/love Tumblr for this.
First I had a dream in which he was my adopted brother and my family was petrified to let me out of his sight. I guess they thought I needed a bodyguard for some reason. I don't know why they had to adopt him for that, but oh well. Not complaining. He was tall and sweet and I think I could live with being his little sis. :P
Then I had a dream in which he was helping out our local farmers, but he could only do it naked. Haha. Yep. Can you tell this is my dream? God bless America. Naked farming, now there's a new one!
And just last night I had a dream in which our town had this one neighbor that we all loved - he was sweet and wonderful, always had people over, gave to charities, took care of the town. One night he invited a bunch of people over for a party, and as they were distracted (by partying, :P), he pulled me aside and stabbed a needle into my arm. Apparently he was some kind of secret scientist and wanted to test something out on me. It was then that I knew he was evil, totally up to no good. The next day I tried telling everyone, namely Thor and Steve, what had happened. (Why am I friends with The Avengers?) Nobody believed me, Steve included. They just couldn't think of our neighbor this way. I still had the needle sticking into my arm, even! But alas, everyone thought I was just being crazy and I woke up before the dream reached any sort of conclusion. Why, Steve, why? You were my brother from another mother, why didn't you believe me? :P
Oh well. At least I get to see Chris Evans in my dreams. :) My wacky brain, I tell ya!
First I had a dream in which he was my adopted brother and my family was petrified to let me out of his sight. I guess they thought I needed a bodyguard for some reason. I don't know why they had to adopt him for that, but oh well. Not complaining. He was tall and sweet and I think I could live with being his little sis. :P
Then I had a dream in which he was helping out our local farmers, but he could only do it naked. Haha. Yep. Can you tell this is my dream? God bless America. Naked farming, now there's a new one!
And just last night I had a dream in which our town had this one neighbor that we all loved - he was sweet and wonderful, always had people over, gave to charities, took care of the town. One night he invited a bunch of people over for a party, and as they were distracted (by partying, :P), he pulled me aside and stabbed a needle into my arm. Apparently he was some kind of secret scientist and wanted to test something out on me. It was then that I knew he was evil, totally up to no good. The next day I tried telling everyone, namely Thor and Steve, what had happened. (Why am I friends with The Avengers?) Nobody believed me, Steve included. They just couldn't think of our neighbor this way. I still had the needle sticking into my arm, even! But alas, everyone thought I was just being crazy and I woke up before the dream reached any sort of conclusion. Why, Steve, why? You were my brother from another mother, why didn't you believe me? :P
Oh well. At least I get to see Chris Evans in my dreams. :) My wacky brain, I tell ya!