Random Best Cousin Ever

Date: 8/8/2019

So in this dream, Lucy, Kira, Oscar, Jasmine, Janis and I were all walking home when a dude, who looked like if my cousin Nathan and Rodrick (The acceptable one) had a baby, slid over and started walking with us. In my dream I knew him and he was called Tom. He was walking home with Morgan Bland in the dream, which was a little weird but fair enough. “Madisonnnnnn!” He said, pointing finger guns. “Tommmmmm!” I did the same back. “Okay, now what the fuck do you want?” “No need to be rude, I just wanted to come and see my favourite cousin.” He nudged my arm as we walked into B&M. Morgan started talking to Lucy and Oscar while we went to the sweet aisle. “I thought Nathan and Ben were your favourites.” I pointed out. “Hell no. You’re my favourite, we had so much fun at Florida.” He responded. “Oh, are you going this year?” I asked. “Yeah! And you are too. It’s gonna be sick.” He grinned and proceeded to buy five cans of Monster Energy. We made small talk on the way home about cousin stuff, family stuff and just jokes. It then cut to the airport, where we were waiting to board the plane and playing Rock Paper Scissors. I consistently won and he got very annoyed. “Wait, that doesn’t count- ffffffFFFUC-“ “Tom, mind your language.” Grandma insisted. “Sorry, Fiona.” He shrugged and glared at me while I laughed at him. On the plane, he let me have the window seat. But only after I punched him in the arm for sitting there. He distracted me during take off because it’s the worst part of the flight and put a movie on as soon as he could and shared his headphones with me. He also bought two cans of Pepsi and two Pot Noodles for us. The flight in the dream went quicker than normal, obviously, and was only about five minutes. When we got off, for some reason we were immediately in the hotel. We unpacked super quick, and I didn’t have much so I waited outside of Tom, Grandma and Lindsey’s room. Tom dashed out and threw water in my face and filmed it, so I kicked him and filmed it. He then dragged me downstairs, because for some reason we were right inside the park and went immediately on Rockin’ Rollercoaster. Both of us screamed like a little baby. We both filmed snapchats to send to people, stole eachother’s phones and just straight up acted like best friends. I’d tell him about boys who had made me sad and he’d threaten to beat them up or show up at form during lunch. We then went to Halloween Horror Nights, which were significantly different to normal but still made sense. In one of the Horror Houses, we were super spooked and squealed every five seconds. Every time one person squealed, the other would go, “You’re such a baby.” and it just went back and forth. The dream ended with Lindsey, Tom and I coming back to the hotel with McDonalds at 2:30am. Lindsey was tired but me and Tom were still hyper as anything and I pushed him into the pool. Obviously, his first instinct was to pick me up and yeet me into the pool. Halfway up the stairs we were discussing something (I can’t remember what) and I was woken up. It was the first good and happy dream I’ve had in a while, and now I’m disappointed that awesome cousin Tom doesn’t actually exist.