DREAM EVENTAN

[heroesmind]

*DREAM EVENTAN IT UP, YOU GUYS? Cool. Have a new one.(God knows how this is working on them when they're at Erland's.)

A huge throne room. Someone on the throne, with a very elaborate Victorian black dress. She stares sadly forward at the empty throne room. Nobody there but her. That wasn't who she was anymore anyway, right?

But if she wasn't that,

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[pureplainpatron]

::Have an Erland. Who, again, wonders where he is.::

[pureplainpatron]

Exactly.

[heroesmind]

..Thank you.

*Oh boy it sure is awesome waking up.*

[pureplainpatron]

::Indeed. Except you're in Erland's bed... who just so happens to have one hand on your inner thigh, and one hand groping your chest... though neither under the pajamas, at least.::

::Also, it seems he's just waking up as well. Or maybe he's been awake the whole time. ...Guy's going to get slapped, isn't he?::

[heroesmind]

*SA-MACK.* G-get your hands off there!

[pureplainpatron]

::SMACKED!::

Huh?? Wha??

...

...Tori?

::One of the two hands hasn't left, though... I'll let you pick which.::

[heroesmind]

Is THIS what you're doing to us while we're asleep!? *Well I'm sure her thigh is nice enough.*

[pureplainpatron]

...cuddling, you mean? Yeah. Nice and cozy.

::Erland is somewhat groggy.::

[heroesmind]

*Smacks your other hand off and storms off in a huff.*

[pureplainpatron]

::Ow, my hand.::

...Tori?

::...geeze, what's up with her?::

::...::

::...Ah crap, she's mad at me. ;.;::