Dream Journal

Abrupt

Topic: Total Drama(rama in this case)

Log date: August 11th, 2021

Notes: As the title states, this was abrupt and pretty quick, almost having no visuals and I could immediately forget it as I writing this. Hopefully I don't, so it's shorter than usual. This one, isn't really the dream I expected.

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It starts out, abruptly. The setting was kinda like a space shuttle mixed in with a mall and the actual setting of T.D.rama. We were talking about kid Owen's good qualities, I guess. It was weird and a random thing to think about, but I guess I was buying time. For some reason.

So apparently, kid Cody, Owen, Harold, Gwen, and the rest of them were building a time machine. They needed to go back in time before Chris and Chef came back. So I tried to distract someone I guess, with thinking out Owen's good qualities.

"W-well, he is, he's uhhhh, he's good at... but well that- I mean, y-you, uhh, he can... you know. A-and then, mmm, oh! He's good at-! ... Ehhhhhhh....."

Yeah, I don't get it either.

I was called over to the time machine, as it was finally ready. The designed looked akin to a flying saucer clashed with an elevator shaft. Weirdly enough.

"Come on! We don't have much time life!"

That was the voice of Cody, who handled the tech. He was calling all of us as the machine was about to launch. Just in the nick of time, too. Because Chris and Chef both arrived quickly, about to put an end to it.

"WHAT ARE YOU ALL DOING?!"

Chris's voice rang out, startling all of us as the machine finally finished booting and began to spin really fast, almost in a bright blur of blue, white, and gray. 

"I need to finish my homework before they get back,"

Gwen spoke wobbly, mainly from the high velocity. The vehicle-like thing was getting faster and faster, all of us cheering as it was about time. Chris was coming in fast,, but we were faster. And then...

"No! No! NOOOOOOO!"

Chris called out pathetically as he tripped and fell onto the ground before he got to the thing. He rised his hand slightly to the glowing machine for one moment, before it disappeared in a bright light, taking all of the kids with it.

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As the hours went back in time, we made it back in tim. About one or two hours back before where we currently was. Since we were in the air, we came crashing down, right onto another metal machine. Chris's new car. All of us got of, cheering as we went our merry ways to basically avoid certain doom. And sort of prevented it.

"Nooo! My precious baby!"

Again, past Chris being himself had saw the scene with a shocked look, running over to the damaged sports car. It wasn't his best look, but not even he understood what the hell just happened. He asked me first, being the closest,

"Did you see what happened?!"

I played dumb and denied it. 

"Do you know what just happened?!"

"Uhhhh, no,"

He asked kid Anne Marie, who also denied it and somehow sounded like her teenaged self. She scurried off with the rest. 

Anyways, we was just celebrating how we were able to move back in time to do the things we needed to do without getting caught. Yeah, dreams will never make sense to me. 

Over in the distance, kid DJ was looking over at the car,, picking up its keys that was laying on the ground. He was planning on giving it back, until,

"So it was you! Rotten little thief, damaging my beauty."

Chris was fuming as he looked over at the child, walking over. Kid Trent was, also, by his side for some reason. It was almost as if, he placed the blame. DJ tried to deny it and clear some things up, but Chris didn't want to hear it.

"NO NO! Save your sorry excuses for someone who cares. Now, who do you think is actually gonna have to pay for the damages?"

"... y-you?"

 "Yes! Me!~ And who's gonna wear this, saying that he didn't follow orderssss?"

"Me? B-but wait-"

"Nope! Whooooose gonna wear the sign?"

"M-"

DJ never got to finish got to finish his sentence as a large sign was hung around his neck, saying "I did not follow my orders". After that, Chris picked his back by the back of his shirt collar, which hurts his little neck, and placed it on a hanging clothing rack of some sort, along with the other "punished" kids.

Except DJ did nothing wrong. He was only trying to help. But it was Trent who placed the blame on him, for whatever reason. Being ignored, getting the unfair blame, and the annoying pain in his little neck caused him to whimper and cry his eyes out. It was indeed a sad sight.

So sad that I ended up waking up crying, albeit for a very short while. Not my prettiest moment. Guess my mother instincts kicked in again...