Post by Henry Elder on Jun 13, 2006 5:48:52 GMT -5
Henry yawned, even though he didn't feel that tired. He walked into his room, collapsing on the bed.
BEGIN DREAM
Henry’s eyes opened slowly. He sat up in bed, which was now a double bed. “Shannon?”
He reached for his bedside table, looking for his smokes, when Shannon walked in. “You should really give up.”
“I can’t find the fuckers anyway.”
“Not finding them and giving up the search isn’t the same as giving up, Henry.”
“Good point.”
She sat down on the bed, leaning in and kissing him. As she leaned on him, putting her feet on the bed, the bathroom door opened. Lilah and Cordelia entered, both dressed in towels, their skin glistening with hot water as steam rose from the bathroom. “Wait, Lilah, Cordelia, how the hell did you get here?”
“Do you really care, Mr Elder?” asked Lilah.
“Uh….I guess not.”
Lilah and Cordelia turned to each other, taking each other’s head in their hands, leaning in to kiss but where suddenly obscured by the steam which rose suddenly and quickly, past their heads. As Henry tried to get a better view as Shannon kissed down his neck, the ceiling gave way, and a figure parachuted down. It was Faith.
“Hey, H. Don’t think I ever thanked you from saving my unappreciative but well toned ass from the hell dimension, destroying Wolfram and Hart and by the way, congratulations on being knighted by the demon queen.”
“I don’t remember any of that.”
“Yeah, you were probably on drugs.” She said as she hopped onto the bed also. Just as Henry was getting comfortable, and just as Jessica Alba and Salma Hayek entered the room, he twisted around a little in his bed to face….Angel. Under the covers. Much like he was. “Uh…Dark Avenger, what are you doing?”
“Oh, I’m just here for the chicks. Man, my soul sucks and I shout a lot.”
“This is a little…uh…weird. I mean, dude, you got your hand lopped off-“
“No, I didn’t. And now I have four.” He pulled the covers down to reveal Henry’s nightmare, that he was indeed naked, but also now had four arms, sprouting from different parts of his body, and Henry was just questioning if the fourth arm was really an arm at all when-
“Hi, Henry!” Fred entered, dressed in a short skirt and revealing tank top. Things seemed to be going back to normal when Wesley entered, dressed in the same thing. “Fred’s going to teach me to be nervous!”
“OK, too weird. I’m waking up.”
"Probably a good idea." said the superman from Wolfram and Hart as he entered, not wearing anything. "This is straying into dangerous territory, especially since you consider yourself so macho."
END DREAM
His eyes snapped open suddenly, and he sat up. Disturbing.
BEGIN DREAM
Henry’s eyes opened slowly. He sat up in bed, which was now a double bed. “Shannon?”
He reached for his bedside table, looking for his smokes, when Shannon walked in. “You should really give up.”
“I can’t find the fuckers anyway.”
“Not finding them and giving up the search isn’t the same as giving up, Henry.”
“Good point.”
She sat down on the bed, leaning in and kissing him. As she leaned on him, putting her feet on the bed, the bathroom door opened. Lilah and Cordelia entered, both dressed in towels, their skin glistening with hot water as steam rose from the bathroom. “Wait, Lilah, Cordelia, how the hell did you get here?”
“Do you really care, Mr Elder?” asked Lilah.
“Uh….I guess not.”
Lilah and Cordelia turned to each other, taking each other’s head in their hands, leaning in to kiss but where suddenly obscured by the steam which rose suddenly and quickly, past their heads. As Henry tried to get a better view as Shannon kissed down his neck, the ceiling gave way, and a figure parachuted down. It was Faith.
“Hey, H. Don’t think I ever thanked you from saving my unappreciative but well toned ass from the hell dimension, destroying Wolfram and Hart and by the way, congratulations on being knighted by the demon queen.”
“I don’t remember any of that.”
“Yeah, you were probably on drugs.” She said as she hopped onto the bed also. Just as Henry was getting comfortable, and just as Jessica Alba and Salma Hayek entered the room, he twisted around a little in his bed to face….Angel. Under the covers. Much like he was. “Uh…Dark Avenger, what are you doing?”
“Oh, I’m just here for the chicks. Man, my soul sucks and I shout a lot.”
“This is a little…uh…weird. I mean, dude, you got your hand lopped off-“
“No, I didn’t. And now I have four.” He pulled the covers down to reveal Henry’s nightmare, that he was indeed naked, but also now had four arms, sprouting from different parts of his body, and Henry was just questioning if the fourth arm was really an arm at all when-
“Hi, Henry!” Fred entered, dressed in a short skirt and revealing tank top. Things seemed to be going back to normal when Wesley entered, dressed in the same thing. “Fred’s going to teach me to be nervous!”
“OK, too weird. I’m waking up.”
"Probably a good idea." said the superman from Wolfram and Hart as he entered, not wearing anything. "This is straying into dangerous territory, especially since you consider yourself so macho."
END DREAM
His eyes snapped open suddenly, and he sat up. Disturbing.
