Okay, so I had this really, extremely strange dream last night… and I just think that the story needs to be told (please excuse my awful writing skills, as it is currently 5am). I’m going to start from as far back as I can remember:
I’m on a strange street, in the middle of nowhere, and I see M&M characters across the street from me. Red, Blue, and Yellow are all looking menacingly at me and my bag of M&Ms that I’m eating. Somehow, I get the crazy idea that I’m hunting these three M&Ms, and start throwing handfuls of my M&Ms on the ground. Blue is the first to come over to try to save the “baby” M&Ms from my stomach, and as he starts picking up handfuls of them, I jump onto his back to capture him, but he is slippery and runs off down the street and out of site. Next, Yellow comes up to save the “babies” (because apparently he hadn’t noticed that I’m trying to capture him) and turns his back on me as he is scouring the ground. I seize my opportunity, and jump on his back, this time grabbing his arm and wrestling him to the ground. I had caught him! And, apparently I had caught Red by default, because both of them were now in my arms.
Then, I ran into our rented beach house with the M&Ms struggling to get out of my arms. I ran down at least three flights of stairs, into a strange basement/bedroom/storage room/kitchen area. At first, I tried to hide the M&Ms in the storage room (why was I hiding them? I don’t have a clue!), but there was only shelves, which they would just roll off of. So, I went into the kitchen area, which was filled with flowers and foliage (why?), and I found the perfect hiding spots - jars! I shoved the M&Ms into a couple of jars, and turned around, ready to run somewhere, when my mom’s business partner (she’s a florist - which kind of explains the flowery kitchen) came in and asked me what I was doing. I don’t remember what I said, but the next thing I remember was that she said that her step-kids were on their way, and then she was gone. And, then, I was naked, except for my panties, and so was my sister (who had just popped up out of nowhere, right next to me).
We both just stood there for a few minutes, with our arms over our boobs, staring at eachother. Then, apparently we realized that people were coming, so we started running. The weird thing was that we ran outside, into the street (which had changed into the street where we used to live), and we kept running until we saw about five or six kids walking in front of us, and my sister yells “THAT’S SHANE DAWSON!” And, it was - he was one of the step-kids that was coming over. So, with that, we decided that we had better run back into the house.
We ran back down all the stairs and into the little bedroom in the basement area, and stopped there, panting, with our arms still wrapped around our chests. Then, who should pop up out of nowhere but Shane Dawson? Apparently he didn’t notice our nudity, or didn’t care, because he just started talking to us. Next thing I know, the three of us are beading a necklace of black and white beads (my beads were black, my sister’s were white, and Shane was just holding the chord)(were we still naked? I don’t know - I only saw from the neck up - but I assume that we were). My sister had just put on her last bead, when Shane turned to me and asked me out on a date. My sister then got really angry, yelling about how she was the last one to put a bead on the necklace and that she was supposed to be the one that Shane asked out. Then, Shane put the necklace on me, but it was too tight, so we started talking about how we were both fat as kids (which is weird, because I wasn’t fat as a kid, just as a teen). Then, fortunately, the dream ended.
Really strange, huh?