Let the unreality begin!

I had my first work at home nightmare this morning: I dreamed I was home, and there were a bunch of people here, a lot going on in the background, and I was taking a call from someone who wanted to extend their room reservations, and trying to do that while being distracted by all the other stuff that was going on.

Room reservations?! WTF?! In the dream, I knew the procedures, but for some reason, she could stay at the same hotel, but she would have to move to a different room. Go figure.

There was also something about baby-sitting a spoiled brat kid. She was maybe three or four, and I needed her to answer questions about whatever it was, and I grabbed her arm to get her to hold still and it stretched impossibly. I let go, and she ran to the other side of the room and started playing with something, and when I started answering questions, she just ignored me. Rotten kid. I am SO not a baby-sitter!

If this kind of dream is starting after only a week, by Christmas I'm going to be hiding in my closet and sucking my thumb.

Let the unreality begin!

I had my first work at home nightmare this morning: I dreamed I was home, and there were a bunch of people here, a lot going on in the background, and I was taking a call from someone who wanted to extend their room reservations, and trying to do that while being distracted by all the other stuff that was going on.

Room reservations?! WTF?! In the dream, I knew the procedures, but for some reason, she could stay at the same hotel, but she would have to move to a different room. Go figure.

There was also something about baby-sitting a spoiled brat kid. She was maybe three or four, and I needed her to answer questions about whatever it was, and I grabbed her arm to get her to hold still and it stretched impossibly. I let go, and she ran to the other side of the room and started playing with something, and when I started answering questions, she just ignored me. Rotten kid. I am SO not a baby-sitter!

If this kind of dream is starting after only a week, by Christmas I'm going to be hiding in my closet and sucking my thumb.

SPN fic -- Bela's Guilty Little Secret 1/1

Title: Bela’s Guilty Little Secret
Authored by: vanillafluffy
Pairing: None
Rating/Work-safeness: PG for subject matter
Approximate word count: 150 (Drabble and a half)
Disclaimer: All rights belong to that bastard Kripke
Summary: Spoilers for Red Sky at Morning. Bela didn’t tell Dean what went down, but I think it was something like this.

( Bela’s Guilty Little Secret )

SPN fic -- Bela's Guilty Little Secret 1/1

Title: Bela’s Guilty Little Secret
Authored by: vanillafluffy
Pairing: None
Rating/Work-safeness: PG for subject matter
Approximate word count: 150 (Drabble and a half)
Disclaimer: All rights belong to that bastard Kripke
Summary: Spoilers for Red Sky at Morning. Bela didn’t tell Dean what went down, but I think it was something like this.

( Bela’s Guilty Little Secret )