Beatle Dream!!
OMG I HAD A BEATLE DREAM LAST NIGHT. It's the first one I actually remember really clearly. Because usually I wake up with the vague knowledge that I had a dream with them in it, but I can't remember the details.
So I'm sharing.
OKAY. So I was in school I think, the school library. And apparently The Beatles were making an appearance there but the strange thing is that no one else seemed to care except for me and a few friends. So they were setting up their equipment and stuff and I guess they were writing songs or something (I don't know, it was a dream) and my friends and I walk up to John, Paul, and George and are all like, "Wait, where's Ringo?" And they point over to a lone library table and Ringo's sitting over by himself. Because he couldn't contribute to the song writing. Which is SO SAD.
SO. I go over there and we start talking (HE WAS SO DAMN CUTE) and he notices my Ringo necklace (IDK where I got it) and I was all like, "Yeah, I got it especially for this." or some shit. And he grinned at me and I died inside. I guess I made him feel loved or something, because I was the only one talking to him while all of my friends gushed over Paul, John, and George.
SO THEN. For some reason I got to go on tour with them, and Ringo and I had to look after Paul's daughter, which I'm assuming was Skylar from Skylarlennon's stories. But she was like a huge brat. (No offense Skylar!! I heart your stories!) So we had to chase her everywhere and eventually got lost, so I was holding his hand and made a cheesey joke along the line of the "I wanna hold your hand" song. This dream was so unbelievably real. And he hugged me once. That felt so real too. God it was amazing.
BUT. Here comes the slash. Of course if I'm going to be with one of the Beatles I'm going to want to BE with them. So you know, Ringo was like, "Erm, I like George." Which immediately made me squee, and I was like, "WE HAVE TO HOOK YOU UP." So we were on a quest to get George's attention and eventually we went back to my house. (How we got there, I have no effing idea since we were like in Japan for the tour) and we went into my room.
And I somehow got George to get on my bed (he was so damn hot, let me tell you, all dressed in casual clothes and such with his hair and just...I was actually pissed he was queer for Ringo, 'cause I'd have totally been ON THAT) and then Ringo went in and well...you know. I didn't see that part though, I don't even think I would have wanted to. But I did see them kiss. And it was hot.
And then I woke up. And that was the best dream EVER.
I don't know why it was all about Ringo. Maybe it's because I was reading stuff on Ringo last night and I'm having a lot of trouble with the next chapter of my story, in which Ringo and George have a bit of a steamy session.
Now that I read it over though, it sounds bizarre. But it made sense in my head.