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Aw, Hawaii 5-0? Really?
Sunday, November 20th, 2011 09:21 amWoke up this morning from a H50 dream. A really weird, H50, crossdressing, polyamorous, bdsm(lite) dream with angst. WTF, brain?
Wherein, DH & I were in a (fairly new, I think) relationship with Steve and Danny, and they were both supposed to dress and come to our house for a date/scene/what-have-you. Unfortunately, as so often happens to Steve, RL intrudes, and prevents him from being on time/ruins his outfit, fills our house with unwelcome guests, and causes
the angst:
I looked out the front window and saw an extremely uncomfortable looking woman, with a not-quite coordinated outfit and a big floppy hat (remember those bridesmaids hats in the 70s?), who upon closer inspection also had 3-day's stubble. She stopped on the sidewalk, took in the excess of cars in the driveway and high-tailed it away down the sidewalk. I left DH in charge of the chaos and pursued "her" on foot. I finally figured out Danny had entered a neighbor's seemingly empty house. I tiptoed around the house until I found him in the bathtub, hat & lavendar pumps missing, under a blanket and crying (from embarassment/disappointment). I had to talk him down (with lots of hugging and petting too), and convince him to return to our house with me. Just as soon as he agreed, we hear the neighbor coming home. We tried to sneak out through the basement/garage, but it turned out that was the way he was coming in. So we just brazenly walked out past him, hand-in-hand, with a nod and a cordial "good morning" while he stood there a bit agape (he kinda looked like the Antiques Roadshow guy, and the area we were walking through was filled with old furniture). Aaaaand once we hit the sidewalk, I woke up.
SO WEIRD. I like the new H50, I enjoy the Steve/Danny fic, but I'm not gaga over either of them. I've never really wanted to bed either one, just, you know, watch them do it. And not while they're badly cross-dressed either. Must have been the pizza+Inception fic? IDEK.
Wherein, DH & I were in a (fairly new, I think) relationship with Steve and Danny, and they were both supposed to dress and come to our house for a date/scene/what-have-you. Unfortunately, as so often happens to Steve, RL intrudes, and prevents him from being on time/ruins his outfit, fills our house with unwelcome guests, and causes
the angst:
I looked out the front window and saw an extremely uncomfortable looking woman, with a not-quite coordinated outfit and a big floppy hat (remember those bridesmaids hats in the 70s?), who upon closer inspection also had 3-day's stubble. She stopped on the sidewalk, took in the excess of cars in the driveway and high-tailed it away down the sidewalk. I left DH in charge of the chaos and pursued "her" on foot. I finally figured out Danny had entered a neighbor's seemingly empty house. I tiptoed around the house until I found him in the bathtub, hat & lavendar pumps missing, under a blanket and crying (from embarassment/disappointment). I had to talk him down (with lots of hugging and petting too), and convince him to return to our house with me. Just as soon as he agreed, we hear the neighbor coming home. We tried to sneak out through the basement/garage, but it turned out that was the way he was coming in. So we just brazenly walked out past him, hand-in-hand, with a nod and a cordial "good morning" while he stood there a bit agape (he kinda looked like the Antiques Roadshow guy, and the area we were walking through was filled with old furniture). Aaaaand once we hit the sidewalk, I woke up.
SO WEIRD. I like the new H50, I enjoy the Steve/Danny fic, but I'm not gaga over either of them. I've never really wanted to bed either one, just, you know, watch them do it. And not while they're badly cross-dressed either. Must have been the pizza+Inception fic? IDEK.
