My Dream Diary

Dream 2.4

Thursday 18th August

I sat down on my knees, and began to wash the blood away from the painting, while Chan hung up some other paintings, that also was supposed to hang on the wall. But it was very hard to wash the blood away. After a couple of minutes, I got some of it off, but some was still sticking to the dry paint. Harder and harder I pressed my sponge against the painting. I tried so hard to wash it away, but it wouldn't go off.

- Come on! Get off!

-Take it easy Laura-Marie!

My movement began to be fast and a little agressive. Some of the water splashed out of the bucket.

- Not on my clothes! 

With an irritated facial expression, he sat down on floor, to bowl his hand with water to splash it on me too.

- HEY!

I did it again. Then he did it. Then I did it, he did it again, and so on.

Our moods changed from sulky, to cheerful.

- Stop it Chan!
I held up my hands to block away the water he was about to splash upon me.
- No more! NO MORE! My clothes are completely wet!

- You started! And if you didn't notice, my clothes are wet too!
He stopped splashing at me.
There were water everywhere.

I spotted a big, dry spot on the back of Chans T-shirt. I took the water bucket in my hands.

- No-No-No-No-No-Laura-Marie. I beg for MERCY! Don't do it. Don--

I tried to lean over him, to spill the rest on his back. He held me back with his hands on my shoulders. We fought against each other, with a water bucket between us. The water splashed over the edge.

I felt so wild.

I didn't look anywhere else, than into his eyes, and so did he.
The warmth from Chan...it just...it charged me up again. I was on fire. Just like a flame lighted up inside me...

But then he wrinkled his eyebrows. He had this weird facial expression. He loosen up his muscles. As fast as I could, I leaned over him. His back got wet, and I won the fight. Now he was completely wet.

- Not my shirt! Damn it Laura-Marie, why did you do that?

- Because, it was fun. Fun for me, to see you suffer... MUHAHAHAHA!

I did the devil horn thing. That made him laugh.

- But why did you let me do it?

- What?

He just sat there, and stared into the floor, with the same weird facial expression. Thinking about something.

- You let me won.

- Did I?

- Ehmm, yeah pretty much.

- Huh.. I didn't notice that.

He looked at me smiling.

Weird....

- Now what d-do we do ab-about this?

I pointed at the big, wet area around us. My teeth were clattering, because my clothes were all wet and cold, I had to cross my arms, to keep the warmth.

- Hmmmmm...

He took a look around.

- I think I have an idea.

He raised up from the floor, straighten his back, spread his legs, his arms along his torso, and closed his eyes. Then he held his right hand up, like something was placed inside his palm.

After a couple of seconds, something appeared in his palm.
I raised up, silent and slowly to see what it was.

It was a little heat wave. I just remembered that Chan had magical fire powers.

The heat wave slid down his hand, and began to spread into several little heat waves, that ran around the walls and on the floor.

After a few minutes, all the wet spots were dry again.

Though the blood spot, were still on the painting. Or some of it was.

Chan and I were both, still a little wet. But I didn't freeze as much, as before.

- Well, it's a little big... And old-manish.

- Yeah... You don't say?

He held my grandfathers t-shirt up to see the size. It was waaay bigger than he was.

- Sorry, couldn't get anything smaller.
He raised he shoulders
- Well it's better than nothing.

We walked inside the bathrooms to transform into my grandparents, and came out looking like we was swimming in the clothes.

We pointed at each other, and we were sooooooo broke of laughter.

We really did looked ridiculous.

I laid on the floor, on a soft mattress, in a big living room, with so many windows I couldn't count them. Outside the windows, there was hilly grass ground. The sun had just disappeared under the horizon. My little brother were in a deep, deep sleep next to me. 

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Chan was on my other side. I turned and saw he gazed at me with soft eyes. Like, if we had a staring competition, we just looked deeply into each other's eyes. 

Then out of knowhere, I had to sneeze.

-AAAACHUU!

- Hahaha, EW! Lama, don't sneeze at me! Haha...

He had this cute smile on his lips. I was very close to him, and I could almost feel his breath against my cheeks. Even though he laughed at me, I felt safe around him.

I woke up, because of a bump. My moms car.

My eyelids were like glued, it was very hard to open my them.

While I slept, my head laid upwards Chan's shoulder.

He looked outside the window, totally attracted to the countryside, with no facial expression.