The first dream was prompted by a discussion wis Pierrling yesterday, and actually did have a little bit of an Underworld feeling to it. I was the concubine of some lord, but these gorgeous twins wanted to have sex with me, and everyone was advising against it because my master would get pissed off and probably kill me. I wanted them really bad, though.

The second dream, which was borderline Best Dream Ever, started out as a Weiss Kreuz video game I wasn’t even playing… I was watching someone else play it, and they had to fend off an attack by a Schwarz member. Then it was real, and Schuldig was attacking this person’s house; I was scared and ran away to, um, I think it was a mall or something. At the same time, though, I was desperately lusting after Schuldig, and hoping that if anyone came after me to kill me, it would be him. I was thinking this over and over again hoping he’d pick up on it. Well, he did come after me, but instead of killing me he decided that he liked me, and then he and I went off wandering through some towns together being troublesome. We’d go into stores and mess things up just for fun and take stuff. In one store he was lighting a cigarette, and the employees were telling him he couldn’t smoke inside, and he grinned at them and used the match to light some of the merchandise on fire. It happened to be near some propane tanks the store was selling, and we ran out just as the whole place blew up and we were laughing so much. Then in some other store we were talking about the shit we’d been doing, and some stodgy cop was there and he was getting suspicious. He tried to detain us to question us, and we asked why; he started listing what was suspicious about us, and when he finished Schuldig said, “You forgot one: assaulting a police officer,” and punched him in the face. Then we ran off laughing again. The best part about this dream, however, was the sexual tension between me and Schuldig the entire time ^__^ Nice nice dream. MmmmSchuldig.

The last dream was one of my typical trying-to-take-a-shower-and-being-unable-to dreams. I was at my paternal grandparents’ house, and P was finished wis her shower so it was my turn. But the bathroom was all confusingly high-tech and P had all the shower settings way different from how I like them, so I spent forever adjusting things, and by the time I was about ready to actually turn the water on, the bathroom had become a car that I was driving down a busy highway, and I couldn’t spare the attention I needed to shower as I was driving. We got to wherever we were going, which was a fish show where my grandpa was selling some rare fish, and it was my job to showcase the fish by walking from one end of the cage the show was being held in to the other holding the fish up in a water-filled plastic bag on a string on a pole. That was… interesting.