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writetomyheart2013-06-15 01:50 pm
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[Team 1] Put reality into a blender and press "on"...
This is a random blurb I came up with. It includes a few things from Snow Man Crea and Kame's movie "Ore Ore" but should be perfectly understandable without the background knowledge.
Dreams were such complicated and utterly confusing things sometimes.
A smart person (so probably Abe) had once told him that they showed things from your subconsciousness. Anything your mind had come across during the day or at some point in time. It was a weird concept to him but he accepted it.
Fukazawa yawned when he came in for rehearsals for Shonen Club. Iwamoto raised an eyebrow at his friend. “Didn’t sleep enough?” he asked. “Can’t believe you aren’t exhausted considering how busy your week’s been.”
The snowmen had been pretty active lately after all. After Kabuki there had been Crea, three of them had drama filming and then after Crea all six of them had gone to have fun at FujiQ highlands and then gone on multiple shopping ‘dates’ around the city.
“Oh I was tired alright,” Fukawaza replied. “I just had weird dreams. You know, how after nice dreams, you wake up all refreshed and happy and then after a bad dream you just wake up feeling miserable? I had weird dreams so I just feel...odd and tired.” He sat down next to Iwamoto to stretch. “You were in it by the way.”
“Do I even want to know?” Iwamoto frowned.
Of course Fukazawa ignored any protests and started to tell Iwamoto about his dream, “It started off inside the drama actually. You were in it as Yoji! And you had a girlfriend. She was cute and petite and had wavy blond hair. Shota - and by that I mean Isamu - was all jealous and Kazu was miffed because you hadn’t told him about her.”
“That doesn’t sound so bad?” Iwamoto chanced.
“Well uh Tsukasa caught you guys making out in the backroom of the cafe and the girl turned out to be Sakuma! Well, she was still a girl but had his face although the features were feminine and all if that makes sense,” Fukazawa added.
Iwamoto chortled.
“Then Date appears and hits us all over the head with a squeaky mallet for staring and another one hits us with a blue slipper and suddenly there’s Date all over the place! Every random person in the cafe has Date’s face,” Fukazawa shivered, “So weird.”
“Let me guess, Isamu looked thrilled?”
Shaking his head, Fukazawa said, “Actually he grabbed Hiro and ran and all the Date’s followed. So peace is temporarily restored but then the door to the cafe is thrown open and you walk in.”
“Me? As in me or-”
“Kaito, orange hair and all,” Fukazawa elaborated. “So everyone gets all jumpy and is all ‘are you threatening to destroy the peace in Hiroshima?’ But then Yoji comes out and goes all ‘oh hey guys that’s my cousin from Tokyo’ and it’s only THEN that everyone notices the resemblance.” He leaned forward to stretch. “And that’s when the dream stops being all weird. So I did manage to rest a little bit during the night.”
“You told me this much will you tell me the rest of it, too?” Iwamoto finished stretching and then helped Fukazawa to get down lower.
Fukzawa grinned, “Ah, nothing too special. Or maybe...there was one crazy thing in the end.”
“Which was?” Iwamoto asked. He already knew that he didn’t want to know this but on the other hand he couldn’t help but ask either.
“It was actually kind of hot. Abecchi was suddenly the master of threesomes!”
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Dreams were such complicated and utterly confusing things sometimes.
A smart person (so probably Abe) had once told him that they showed things from your subconsciousness. Anything your mind had come across during the day or at some point in time. It was a weird concept to him but he accepted it.
Fukazawa yawned when he came in for rehearsals for Shonen Club. Iwamoto raised an eyebrow at his friend. “Didn’t sleep enough?” he asked. “Can’t believe you aren’t exhausted considering how busy your week’s been.”
The snowmen had been pretty active lately after all. After Kabuki there had been Crea, three of them had drama filming and then after Crea all six of them had gone to have fun at FujiQ highlands and then gone on multiple shopping ‘dates’ around the city.
“Oh I was tired alright,” Fukawaza replied. “I just had weird dreams. You know, how after nice dreams, you wake up all refreshed and happy and then after a bad dream you just wake up feeling miserable? I had weird dreams so I just feel...odd and tired.” He sat down next to Iwamoto to stretch. “You were in it by the way.”
“Do I even want to know?” Iwamoto frowned.
Of course Fukazawa ignored any protests and started to tell Iwamoto about his dream, “It started off inside the drama actually. You were in it as Yoji! And you had a girlfriend. She was cute and petite and had wavy blond hair. Shota - and by that I mean Isamu - was all jealous and Kazu was miffed because you hadn’t told him about her.”
“That doesn’t sound so bad?” Iwamoto chanced.
“Well uh Tsukasa caught you guys making out in the backroom of the cafe and the girl turned out to be Sakuma! Well, she was still a girl but had his face although the features were feminine and all if that makes sense,” Fukazawa added.
Iwamoto chortled.
“Then Date appears and hits us all over the head with a squeaky mallet for staring and another one hits us with a blue slipper and suddenly there’s Date all over the place! Every random person in the cafe has Date’s face,” Fukazawa shivered, “So weird.”
“Let me guess, Isamu looked thrilled?”
Shaking his head, Fukazawa said, “Actually he grabbed Hiro and ran and all the Date’s followed. So peace is temporarily restored but then the door to the cafe is thrown open and you walk in.”
“Me? As in me or-”
“Kaito, orange hair and all,” Fukazawa elaborated. “So everyone gets all jumpy and is all ‘are you threatening to destroy the peace in Hiroshima?’ But then Yoji comes out and goes all ‘oh hey guys that’s my cousin from Tokyo’ and it’s only THEN that everyone notices the resemblance.” He leaned forward to stretch. “And that’s when the dream stops being all weird. So I did manage to rest a little bit during the night.”
“You told me this much will you tell me the rest of it, too?” Iwamoto finished stretching and then helped Fukazawa to get down lower.
Fukzawa grinned, “Ah, nothing too special. Or maybe...there was one crazy thing in the end.”
“Which was?” Iwamoto asked. He already knew that he didn’t want to know this but on the other hand he couldn’t help but ask either.
“It was actually kind of hot. Abecchi was suddenly the master of threesomes!”
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