Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ Second Dream Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ Forwarded to late night

[byakkoyagirl]

[Around the afternoon, Paprika was released from the experimental alternate universe and went back to being her cheery dream girl self. And, like most others, she thought she was spared from the continued experiments.

Oh how wrong she was.

Like on the first night she arrived in Luceti, Paprika is going to be dropping into people's dreams through teleportation. Prepare to get your dreamspace invaded citizens of Luceti. Please don't kill her for this - she really doesn't want to imagine the crazy stuff you dream of.]

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[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[She notices him reaching for the firearm and blinks.] I'm not here of my own will, if that's what you mean. I got sent here.

...I don't think they allow guns in Disney World. Not very child friendly.

[harveyinmyhead.livejournal.com]

[This is how people say hello in space, okay. You never meet new people without pointing a gun at them.]

People don't just get sent inside my head. And since this is my dream, I get my say so on what's considered child friendly in here. Winona here? She's a hit with the kids.

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[Space is violent.]

No, I got sent here by accident. That you realize this is a dream right away is pretty surprising though. [Her attention shifts to Harvey.] Is that because of you? Nice hat by the way.

[harveyinmyhead.livejournal.com]

[Harvey gives an indignant look at the hat comment.]

(Indeed, I am a neural clone of-)

[John immediately cuts him off, leaving Harvey to only hiss at once more being mistreated.]

Harvey. He's a pooka. Six foot tall pink bunny, doesn't know how to mind his own business. Now care to explain how you accidentally end up in someone's head? I don't exactly keep my brain listed in the yellow pages.

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

He doesn't look like a bunny to me. Unless that isn't really a hat.

[She sighs putting her hands up.] Relax, alright. I got teleported inside here. I was going to wait until they teleported me out and enjoy the attractions, but I heard you yelling and decided I couldn't do that knowing you were looking for me.

[harveyinmyhead.livejournal.com]

[This face? Has skepticism written all over it.]

Forget Harvey. And forget relaxing. You don't get to tell me to relax, because this isn't Disney World, it's Crichton World now. Now you explain to me how you can be teleported inside someone's head.

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

Harvey. [Turning her attention to him again.] I'm Paprika. What's Mr. Crichton World's deal?

[She sighs and turns back to John] It's a result of overusing psychotherapy machines that let me enter dreams, intentionally. The scientists are messing around and I teleported here accidentally. You're not even the first person this has happened to this night.

[harveyinmyhead.livejournal.com]

(I'm afraid John might be a few fries short of a happy meal.)

[Crichton waves a finger at Harvey.]

I am not crazy, Harve. [Back to Paprika.] So you're a shrink's experiment gone wrong, is that right? Like I'm supposed to buy that?

(I believe she's telling the truth, John.)

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

A colorful, yet understandable analogy.

[She nods.] That is exactly what you are supposed to believe!

[harveyinmyhead.livejournal.com]

[Crichton hesitates as he looks at this stranger, then Harvey, then at Winona.]

You know what, fine? You two can have a nice chat. But this is my dream, so I'm gonna go ride the damn bumper boats. [So he just holsters his pistol.]

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[She laughs.]

Understood, Mr. Crichton World! Have fun on the boat ride and be careful not to fall into the water.

[harveyinmyhead.livejournal.com]

No! No, now look. It's Crichton. Just Crichton. Or John. John Crichton, whatever. Not Crichton World, okay?

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[She's tempted to repeat all of that as a joke, but nope. She's had her fun.]

Okay, John. I'm really not lying. I come from the village and the experiments landed me here.

[harveyinmyhead.livejournal.com]

Right, right. Of course. So- so, assuming you're telling the truth, what now? You're just going to hang out, see what my psyche has to offer, then move on?

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

Yes!

...Actually, I could probably leave any time I want to.

[harveyinmyhead.livejournal.com]

But let me guess, you want to stick around for the souvenirs. Pick up the Mickey Mouse hat. Take a few pictures. See if you can't find a Donald Duck walking around, is that right? [Translation: his head is not a damn tourist attraction.]

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[Her head tilts down and she puts on her best 'sad girl' voice.]

I've never been to Disney World you know.

[Come on John. How many people have been to Disney World in Luceti? How many people even know what Disney World is in Luceti!? This could be her only chance in a long while and you're going to deny her that ;A;]

[harveyinmyhead.livejournal.com]

[Unfortunately Crichton has been too hardened to just go around being nice. He glances away from Paprika, then at Harvey... and everything around them fades away, leaving them on an invisible platform while surrounded by a sea of stars.]

Sorry sister, you'll have to get a ticket like everyone else.

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[A-Awww John.]

I would, but you made the ticket cashier booth disappear!

[harveyinmyhead.livejournal.com]

"This Is Your Life" with John Crichton is over. Next time, RSVP.

[With that, he turns and walks away. By now, Harvey is long gone.]

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[She watches him walk away and sighs, leaving the dream herself.

WHY CAN'T PAPRIKA JUST HAVE NICE THINGS FOR ONCE??]