Post by hettybobcat on Apr 16, 2008 22:04:41 GMT -5
Technically this is not a fan-fiction, but it is Spongebob fiction.
Ya'll have seen my story on fanfiction.net "Courage in the Face of Love" right? Well, I read it again the other day (I'm my own biggest fan! LOL!) And I guess my delusionally tired mind fit that into my dreams days later.
This morning I was dreaming, I don't remember much of it. I remember I was doing something, preparing for something, possibly getting ready for an event or perhaps even making food or drink and I felt frantic about it for some reason. I decided to try to calm down so I sat at alittle table. It was dark all around me. I was in a room with large glass windows and outside the windows was blackness, perhaps night-time.
Though I was lookng through my eyes (i.e. it was a first-person dream, not third-person dream) but I was Sandy. I didn't actually look down at myself to see if I was her, I just knew I was. It was like I was both Sandy and Lindsey, if that makes any sense. Out of nowhere, yet seeming to be perfectly natural, Spongebob was across the table from me. He had his hands down on the table, raising up off of his seat as if he were going to lean over the table to tell me something. He looked very serious, and in a loud voice, sounding very matter-of-fact and as if it were urgent and important that I learn this information right then he said,
"I'm in love with you!" He placed a little yellow hand over his heart but his brow-line was furrowed in concentration, his mouth held no smile, showing the seriousness of his statement. The words caught me by surprise (me as Sandy.) I could feel the emotion she would have felt. My heart lept up, feeling as if it had seized in my chest. I felt tingly, unsure what to say but I smiled. I couldn't help it. I smiled widely and placed my hand gently to my own heart and said "Thanks." I was thinking to myself, "Wow, I was just about to tell him the same thing. I'm glad he said it first." but I didn't say this. I woke up immediately afterwards. I might have gotten to stay in that dream for longer, but my throat was so parched I had to drink something. I swallowed dryly, supressing a cough into my pillow. I went back to sleep trying to recapture the moment but it was gone.
So, what do you think? Some dream, huh? I wish I remembered more of it. But the lines totally straight from my story. I was impressed. It felt real, a little vague, but real. It was amazing!
Ya'll have seen my story on fanfiction.net "Courage in the Face of Love" right? Well, I read it again the other day (I'm my own biggest fan! LOL!) And I guess my delusionally tired mind fit that into my dreams days later.
This morning I was dreaming, I don't remember much of it. I remember I was doing something, preparing for something, possibly getting ready for an event or perhaps even making food or drink and I felt frantic about it for some reason. I decided to try to calm down so I sat at alittle table. It was dark all around me. I was in a room with large glass windows and outside the windows was blackness, perhaps night-time.
Though I was lookng through my eyes (i.e. it was a first-person dream, not third-person dream) but I was Sandy. I didn't actually look down at myself to see if I was her, I just knew I was. It was like I was both Sandy and Lindsey, if that makes any sense. Out of nowhere, yet seeming to be perfectly natural, Spongebob was across the table from me. He had his hands down on the table, raising up off of his seat as if he were going to lean over the table to tell me something. He looked very serious, and in a loud voice, sounding very matter-of-fact and as if it were urgent and important that I learn this information right then he said,
"I'm in love with you!" He placed a little yellow hand over his heart but his brow-line was furrowed in concentration, his mouth held no smile, showing the seriousness of his statement. The words caught me by surprise (me as Sandy.) I could feel the emotion she would have felt. My heart lept up, feeling as if it had seized in my chest. I felt tingly, unsure what to say but I smiled. I couldn't help it. I smiled widely and placed my hand gently to my own heart and said "Thanks." I was thinking to myself, "Wow, I was just about to tell him the same thing. I'm glad he said it first." but I didn't say this. I woke up immediately afterwards. I might have gotten to stay in that dream for longer, but my throat was so parched I had to drink something. I swallowed dryly, supressing a cough into my pillow. I went back to sleep trying to recapture the moment but it was gone.
So, what do you think? Some dream, huh? I wish I remembered more of it. But the lines totally straight from my story. I was impressed. It felt real, a little vague, but real. It was amazing!
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