Oh god, I dreamed of a fat psycho boy today... :zombie: (I think he kinda looked like that dancing boy from youtube, who was in the "You Laugh, You Lose"-thread a while ago...)
It started somewhere in a city... I ran away from that fat boy because he was following me. No matter where I tried to hide, he always found me and I had to run somewhere else again. Then I ended somewhere where I couldn't hide anymore, so he came there and wanted to kill me because he was mad at me because I ran away so much... Then he said I should kiss him or he'll stab that knife in me, so I kissed him.
He said "wow, that was the best kiss I ever had!" and I was like "...
Uhm...ehhh...my teacher just walked there, I have to ask him something for school, be right back." So I ran after my german teacher to ask him for help, but he just kept on ignoring me, until I shouted "MR. DWERTMANN, PLEASE HELP ME!" ...but that fat boy heard me, so he came and ran after me again. I told my teacher to get in the car and drive away with me, but he drove against a wall, so we had to get out and run away. (the fat boy was running after us) Then we were at a street. There was a police man, and I asked him for help... but then he turned out to be a friend of that fat boy, so he tried to kill us. I saw he had a cartridge in his bag. A few minutes later an Indian (Native American) woman came there with a gun. I said "Please shoot us, please shoot us!". My teacher then said "Wtf? Why shall she shoot us?! Better ask her to help us!" and I said "Yeah...right.", so I asked her. She said she'll let one alive, and the other one only if we have a magic cartridge with us...then I remembered that cartridge in the police man's bag, so I took it out of there and showed her. She said "Okay, I won't shoot you two", and shoot the police man and the fat boy.
Then I woke up.