Frollocentric Dream #3
Here's my third Frollocentric dream – at least what I could
I dreamt that Claude and I were attending my family reunion
at Eagle Creek Park. It was a nice summer day – not too hot
– and my family just fussed over Claude, especially my
mother. "He's so elegant!", she kept saying.
Anyway, after lunch, Claude and I decided to take a walk in
the woods. After a few minutes of walking along the trail,
Claude grabbed me and kissed me with such passion and
intensity – I worried that someone would happen by.
Claude continued to kiss me in a very charged
manner – I think it was those hot peppers he ate at
lunch, because he kept saying he needed to throw off some heat. LOL!
Then I suggested that we quietly slip away and go to my
house where we can be alone and do "the wild thang" to our
hearts' content. He laughed and escorted me out of the
woods and to where my car was parked.
We said good-bye and told everyone that Claude was tired
and wanted to go home to the 15th Century. We didn't mean
to lie, but...
After we got into the car and made our way out of the park,
we heard a noise coming from the backseat. We thought it
was one of the kids, but found out it was "BC" of my latest
fanfiction. It seemed he had escaped from jail and found
out that Claude and I were at the park. I don't know how BC
got out to the park; all I know was that he started
Claude fought off this thug as I tried to keep my eyes on
the road. I finally pulled over and started beating up on
BC; I even bit him a couple of times. BC got so mad he
slapped me several times, but Claude was quicker. He got
out his dagger and slash BC's arm, then instructed me to
"Make haste to my time!"
The next thing I remember was speeding through the Place de
Notre-Dame in the 1480s, in my car! Parisians by the
scores scattered and screamed because they've never seen an
automobile before. I stopped in front of the cathedral and
Claude leapt from the car and ordered his soldiers to drag
BC away to the Palace of Justice. I started laughing
because everything was so out of place –– A 1990s car
speeding through 1480s Paris!
Anyway, Claude assured the people that the 'car' is not a
demon, but a "marvelous product of New World industry."
I don't recall much else other than Quasimodo getting his
licks in with BC for, "Beating up my master and my New
That's all I can recall.
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