Brothers

Date: 4/17/2020

It started off with this curly haired boy with brown hair. He was young, but I don't really know how old he was. He looked like Tom Holland's character from Onward (of which I haven't even seen). I don't remember exactly where this dream took place, but I do remember that the space was big and open with turnstalls at the entrance like at the Javits Center in NYC. It wasn't the Javits Center, but it was somewhere that I recognized. But this dream wasn't about me at all. I wasn't in it in any capacity. I was in this boy's body, but I wasn't me. Kinda like the first-person perspective in a video game. Anyways, he was with someone else, someone older than him. They were his friend and they were there to help him find someone. Apparently this boy (curly hair) was the adopted (maybe illegitimate?) child of someone rich, and he was looking for his brother who he didn't know who was the same age as him. His brother was blonde and had hair similar to Armin's from the anime Attack on Titan. Eventually the boy and his guardian/friend split up for some reason. I was suddenly out of the boy's body, but I still went to the boy's bathroom anyways . My 7 year old cousin was also with me for some reason (she's also a girl.) We went into the 1-stall bathroom together and found a 500 dollar bill, a 20, and a 5 under a tissue box. I left it because I felt like it would be bad for me to take someone else's money because it was so much. But after we left I wanted it. I tried to go back but there was already a gigantically, comically long line into the boy's bathroom. I decided it was already found and long gone by then. I'm back in the boy's body now and he mentions how all the people in this large hall are lined up in multiple different lines (there's like 20 lines) to be crowned king of…something, but he was already secretly king so he didn't care about it. He walked around and saw two guards that look like those white-suited guys from the game Gary's Mod and were using a red version of a gravity gun from the same game to try and keep this door closed. This door, for whatever reason, has great significance to my character. He's watching them through one of those steel, back exit doors with one small, square window in it. Then the dream (from what I remember) skipped to both my character and his brother having met up and looking out of the door for something. The two were short and the window was up kind of high for them so they barely saw through. My character then said something about his friend from before looking for "it." The two seemed to have some kind of awkward tension between them. A 18-wheeler truck then comes barreling down the path towards/past the door that the boys are standing in. My character says that that's his friend coming to move the guards. The truck does just that, except in a really unconventional way. The driver swings the tail of the truck around and snacks away the guards, rocketing them up into the air, almost like they were bugs and someone just flicked them out the window. When the driver got out of the truck, the two were about to go outside, but it wasn't my character's friend. It was a short woman that looked like she was cosplaying Edna Mode from The Incredibles but with slightly longer hair, a normal shaped/sized head and proportions, and purple/magenta highlights. She had this big guy with her whom I could only assume was her body guard. They saw the two boys and motioned for them to come out, but made it look like she'd send this unit of a man to come get us if we hadn't complied quickly. I as the boy did as she said really quickly without so much as looking at my brother for any consultation. He followed me/him out and the woman asked us what we were doing watching them. I don't remember what my answer was. Either way she unlocked the door easily and allowed us to follow her in. The room was just a giant, wide, tall column with a few picture frames scattered on the walls. Somehow, my brother and I both knew exactly what to do and we started using the pictures as steps to get to the top of the cylindrical room. This allowed us to work out or issues about my character being illegitimate and his brother knowing more about our parents then I did. After getting kind of far up, the pictures got smaller and smaller and eventually I fell all the way back to the bottom, landing squarely on my butt. I looked up at my brother and smiled a bit with a little chuckle while holding my butt, and then the dream ended.